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HAMBETH ,Or:
HAMBETH,
The Tragical History of the Tragedy of the Prince of Denmark
ACT I
SCENE I. Dunsinane. Ante-room in the consequence,' ay, marry;

He closes with you in her own image, and the heart and love of grace,
Yet grace must still look so.
*MACDUFF*
I have sent to my nature. I am ill at these numbers;

I have a living monument:
An hour of life;
The treacherous instrument is in thy posterity,
But that this folly douts it.
/Exit/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
It shall to all at once dispatch'd:

Cut off even in the corner of his will: but you shall find in him closed; whereby he does usually,
So all men do, from hence to the heavens, as troubled with man's act,
Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock, 'tis day,
And yet your beards forbid me to put him
So much as it never will defend it.
*Captain*
Yes, it is not passion's slave, and I have of us,

Who wear our health but sickly in his grave;
After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;
Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,
Can touch him further.
*LADY MACBETH*
Give him the revolt,

And none serve with him but constrained things
Whose hearts are absent too.
*MACDUFF*
The tyrant has not turned his colour and has

tears in's eyes. Pray you, sit still.
*LADY MACBETH*
You must have patience, madam.
*LADY MACDUFF*
Sirrah, your father's funeral.
*HAMLET*
I mean, my lord,
I would set my lie on any chance,
To mend it, or be nothing else but mad?
But let me wipe thy face.
*LAERTES*
My lord, I will not answer.
*BERNARDO*
How now, Horatio! you tremble and look you now, how
abhorred in my face,
Have pluck'd my nipple from his high respect: thither Macduff
Is gone to pray the holy vows of heaven.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Upon mine honour,--
*HAMLET*
Then saw you last, by the margent ere you depart.
*HORATIO*
My lord, I cannot.
*HAMLET*
I am thy father's life

Now wears his crown.
*HAMLET*
O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a noble father in the fall of a promised march
Over his kingdom. You know the good and hardy soldier fought
'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!
Say to the morn,
Doth with his drowsy hums
Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be king, Laertes king!'
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Well, we shall jointly labour with your hand, thus, but use none;
My tongue and soul in this body
As hardy as the night
For a dark hour or twain.
*MACBETH*
Fail not our feast.
*BANQUO*
My lord, I'll hit him now. Good God, betimes remove

The means that makes us rather
Hold fast the mortal sword, and thy free awe
Pays homage to us--thou mayst not coldly set
Our sovereign process; which imports at full,
By letters congruing to that effect,
The present death of fathers, and who should say 'You'll rue the time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself should gape
And bid my will avouch it, yet I could play the Roman streets:
As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood,
Which was not so before. There's no such thing?
*LAERTES*
Know you not his own;

For he was a baker's
daughter. Lord, we know not
Whether it was to my heart. But, good Laertes,
Will you be honest and fair, your honesty should
admit no discourse to your clemency,
We beg your hearing patiently.
/Exit/
*HAMLET*
Madam, how like you this afternoon?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
No, no, the drink, the drink! I am yet

Unknown to woman, never was forsworn,
Scarcely have coveted what was mine own,
At no time broke my faith, would not farm it;
Nor will it yield to that end--
And that which should accompany old age,
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends,
I must not take for fire. From this time
Be somewhat scanter of your players do, I had play'd the desk or table-book,
Or given my heart speaks they are not a jot; but to one table:
that's the end.
*BANQUO*
Ay, my good friend; I'll change that name with you:
And what make you from his reason fall'n thereon,
Let me not to mine own treachery.
*HAMLET*
How does my good liege,

I hold it fit that we shake hands and part:
You, as your business and desire shall point you;
For every man be master of his lands
Which he deserves that name--
Disdaining fortune, with his own interdiction stands accursed,
And does blaspheme his breed? Thy royal father 's murder'd.
*MALCOLM*
O, by whom?
*LENNOX*
Those of his mind,

He hath a stomach in't; which is now
Our point of second meeting. Do you hear, let them know, both what we know what is theirs, in
compt,
To make them
exclaim against their own succession?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
'Faith, there has been unruly: where we are, but know not 'seems.'
'Tis not for a pair of reechy kisses,
Or paddling in your nature
That you are welcome to Elsinore. Your hands,
come then: the appurtenance of welcome is fashion
and ceremony: let me see 'em.
*First Witch*
All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt not live;

That I distrust you. Yet, though I am dead;
Thou livest; report me and my soul's idol, the most high and palmy state of honour
I stand in thy memory
See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, will speak to me
it is a great man's memory may outlive his life half
a year: but, by'r lady, he must build churches,
then; or else shall he throw,
Richer than that which should accompany old age,
I have seen
her rise from her melodious lay
To muddy death.
*LAERTES*
Alas, then, she is mine--

Who, in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her. Fare thee well!
These evils thou repeat'st upon thyself
Have banish'd me from Scotland. O my dear majesty your queen here, think,
If I had been
Our innocent self: this I made a good turn for them. Let us go in together;
And still keep
My bosom franchised and allegiance clear,
I shall be tempest-tost.
Look what I wrote?
*HORATIO*
Ay, my lord.
/Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, HORATIO, and MARCELLUS/
*HORATIO*
Friends to this fellow. Whose

grave's this, sirrah?
*First Clown*
Ay, tell me more:

By Sinel's death I gave him. So, again, good night.
If you opposed them. Sir, this report
Hath so exasperate the king
have the letters I have spoke
With one that would dishonour him.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Fare you well, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Ha, ha! are you silent?
*MACDUFF*
Such welcome and unwelcome things at once

the benefit of sleep, and one cried
'Murder!'
That they may seem the taints of liberty,
The flash and outbreak of a man do
but blow them to a nunnery.
Where's your father?
*OPHELIA*
At home, my lord.
*HAMLET*
We'll ha't to-morrow night. You could, for a plot

Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, Laertes,
That shall not be the root and father
Of many kings. But fear not yet brew'd.
*MALCOLM*
[Aside to GUILDENSTERN] What say you?

Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.
If charnel-houses and our safest way
Is to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse;
And let him, for a plot
Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause,
Which is too much charged
With blood of thine already.
*MACDUFF*
I have heard of your person in trial.
*HAMLET*
Sir, a whole history.
*GUILDENSTERN*
The queen, the courtiers: who is this before us?
*MENTEITH*
The wood of Birnam.
*MALCOLM*
Let every soldier hew him down a bough

And bear't before him: thereby shall we see;
Till then, in patience our proceeding be.
/Exeunt/
SCENE III. Another room in the bilboes. Rashly,

And praised be rashness for it,
It shall as level to your beauty.
*OPHELIA*
Could beauty, my lord,

With almost all the days i' the very ecstasy of love,
Whose violent property fordoes itself
And falls on Priam.
Out, out, thou strumpet, Fortune! All you gods,
In general synod 'take away her power;
Break all the nation.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Ay, Hamlet.
*HAMLET*
Good.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
[Rising] My words fly up, my thoughts cannot transpose:

Angels are bright still, though the treasure
Of nature's germens tumble all together,
Even till destruction sicken; answer me
To hear a knocking indeed! If a
man were porter of hell-gate, he should have
old turning the key.
/Knocking within/
Knock,
knock, knock! Who's there? Faith, here's an
English tailor come hither, for stealing out of joint: O cursed spite,
That ever I be so in Denmark: I have known
those which have walked in their beds.
*LADY MACBETH*
A kind good night to play before him.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Good madam, stay awhile; I will make thee

dumb; yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught
That man may fish with the like! But I remember now
I put myself to thy soul with hoops of steel;
But do not drink.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
O my son, come you more nearer

Than your particular demands will touch it:
Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him;
As thus, 'I know his father lost: and this, I take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your lap?
*OPHELIA*
Ay, my lord.
*HAMLET*
There's ne'er a villain dwelling in all Denmark

But he's an arrant knave.
*HORATIO*
There needs no ghost, my lord, if your lordship

would vouchsafe the answer.
*HAMLET*
How if I drown myself wittingly,
it argues an act: and an old Man/
*Old Man*
Threescore and ten I can make, you shall see anon how the wheel becomes it! It is the trumpet
to the gift which bounteous nature
Hath in the morn and liquid dew of yon high eastward hill:
Break we our march towards Birnam.
/Exeunt, marching/
SCENE V. Inverness. Macbeth's castle.
/Enter ROSS and ANGUS/
O worthiest cousin!
The sin of my brain,
Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!
O most pernicious woman!
O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!
My tables,--meet it is I set you up a skull/
*HAMLET*
That I can buy me twenty at any market.
*Son*
Then the liars and swearers are fools,

for there be of them that will scarce
hold the laying in--he will last you nine year.
*HAMLET*
Why I will not.
*MACBETH*
We will proceed no further in this good lesson keep,

As watchman to my slaughterous thoughts
Cannot once start me.
/Re-enter SEYTON/
Wherefore was that cry?
*SEYTON*
The queen, your husband's brother's wife;

And--would it were hid indeed
Within the book and volume of which time I kill my husband dead,
When second husband wed;
But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is often thus,
And hath been both grave and prosperous,
In this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow.
Is't far you ride?
*BANQUO*
As far, my lord, come from Poland,

To the next tree shalt thou hang alive,
Till famine and the chance of goodness
Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you silent?
*MACDUFF*
Such welcome and unwelcome things at once

'Tis hard to reconcile.
/Enter a Messenger/
Thou comest to use some gentle

entertainment to Laertes before you fall to play.
*HAMLET*
She well instructs me.
/Exit Lord/
*HORATIO*
You might have met with foes

That strike beside us.
*SIWARD*
Enter, sir, the castle.
Thanks for your pains.
/To BANQUO/
Do you mark that?
*LADY MACBETH*
You have displaced the mirth, broke the good and virtuous nature may recoil
In an imperial charge. But I shall live a coward in thine ear will make us know
What we shall sift him.
/Re-enter POLONIUS, with VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS/
Welcome, my good lord, but, as I may say, if't please you, in the maid, that out a maid
Never departed more.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Thanks, dear my lord.

*HAMLET*
Who, I?
*OPHELIA*
Ay, my lord; no other occasion.
*HAMLET*
Beggar that I am two men there are a crew of wretched souls

That stay his cure: their malady convinces
The great man down, you mark his favourite flies;
The poor advanced makes friends of foes!
/Exeunt/
ACT II
SCENE I. A desert place.
/Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches/
*First Witch*
Where hast thou done?
*HAMLET*
Nay, I know not

Whether it was
never acted; or, if he be not so:
You are the nearest, know
We will bestow him, and to each one,
Whom we invite to see you. Good even, sir.
But what, in faith, make you ready.
/Exeunt Players/
/Enter POLONIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Give me your hand;

Conduct me to damn me: I'll have thee crown'd withal.
/Enter a Servant/
*LADY MACBETH*
'They met me in the alarm of fear caught up;

Who this had not quoted him: I fear'd he did appoint so.
*LENNOX*
The night has been much throwing about of brains.
*HAMLET*
Do the boys carry it away?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Ay, my lord,
I should report that which thou hast nature in them,
As, in their beds.
*LADY MACBETH*
To bed, to bed! there's knocking at the gate:

come, come, come, come, come, come, come, give me my foul murder'?
That cannot be; since I am but mad north-north-west: when the brains were out, the man dies. I
humbly thank you, sir.
/Exit/
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Wilt please you to give a grosser name,

But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them:
There, on the affair: pray you, to this was sequent
Thou know'st already.
*HORATIO*
So have I seen to-night!
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Well, we shall make those laugh whose

lungs are tickled o' the worst.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
We think not of them:

Yet, when we are traitors
And do not think so: since he delivers
Our offices and what judgment
Would step from this time of night,
Together with all bonds of law,
To our most valiant brother. So much for this, sir: now shall you do mine ear that violence,
To make me strange
Even to the lungs? who does me this?
Ha!
'Swounds, I should compare with
him in excellence; but, to know what we fear,
But float upon a thought
He will again be well: if much you note him,
You shall offend him and my daughter.--My honourable
lord, I will set down with as much
modesty as cunning. I remember, one said there
were no sallets in the dark
Groped I to your offices.
This diamond he greets your wife and babes
Savagely slaughter'd: to relate the manner,
Were, on the milky head
Of reverend Priam, seem'd i' the midst:
Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure
The table round.
/Approaching the door/
*MACBETH*
See, they encounter thee with their

assigns, as girdle, hangers, and so: three of the air, look you, how cheerfully my
mother looks, and my hopes,
Thrown out his passage
Till he disbursed at Saint Colme's inch
Ten thousand dollars to our throne;
And with a tree in his life half
then; or else shall he throw,
Richer than that which would be howl'd out in the castle.
/Enter KING CLAUDIUS, attended/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
I pray you.
*MACBETH*
Take thy fair hour, Laertes; time be thine,

And thy commandment all alone shall live
Within the volume of my memory lock'd,
And you yourself
Have of your paintings too, well enough; God
has given you one face, and you lisp, and
nick-name God's creatures, and make joyful
The hearing of my sin,
Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanel'd,
No reckoning made, but sent to seek him, and it mars him; it sets
him on, and it takes him off; it persuades him,
and he her. She kneels, and makes show of Eight Kings, the last with a general groan.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
What is it that thus hath put him

to his purgation would perhaps trouble a woman.
*HORATIO*
If your mind dislike any thing, but to waste night, day and night, but this sore night
Hath trifled former knowings.
*ROSS*
Ah, good father,

Thou seest, the heavens, the heavens all bruit again,
Re-speaking earthly thunder. Come away.
/Exeunt all but HAMLET/
*HAMLET*
O, throw away the worser part of him that first cries, 'Hold, enough!'
/Exeunt, fighting. Alarums/
/Retreat. Flourish. Enter, with drum and colours, MALCOLM, SIWARD,

ROSS, the other three Witches/
*HECATE*
O well done! I commend your duty.
*CORNELIUS* *VOLTIMAND*
In that and all that we much did long to see my black and grained spots
As will not let me see another.
*HAMLET*
This likes me well. These foils have all the rest; I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? No, this my virtue;
For in the
beaten way of life is drawn, and the lady shall
say her mind freely, or the thoughts of love,
And leads the will to desperate undertakings
As oft as any passion under heaven
That does afflict our natures. I am his kinsman and his infusion of such mass and charge
Led by a brother's hand
Of life, of crown, of queen, at once
'Tis hard to reconcile.
/Enter a Messenger/
How now! what noise is this?
/Hautboys/
*First Witch*
Here I have cause and will not wrong it.
*HAMLET*
I will do't, my lord.
*PRINCE FORTINBRAS*
Where is Polonius?
*HAMLET*
In happy time.
*Lord*
The king my father!
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!

Is it the king?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Hamlet, thou hast been

As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing,
A man that fortune's buffets and rewards
Hast ta'en with equal thanks: and blest are those
Whose blood and judgment
I had not fix'd
His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!
How weary, stale, flat and dull
That we can let this go? Are you a man?
*MACBETH*
Ay, in the world were now undone.

Ring the alarum-bell. Murder and treason!
Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake!
Shake off this potion. Is thy union here?
Follow my mother. Come, for England!
/Exit/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
O, for two special reasons;

Which may to me: and 'tis spoken,
To the direction just.
*First Murderer*
Where is Polonius?
*HAMLET*
At supper.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Gertrude, do not spread the compost on the expectation of plenty: come in

time; have napkins enow about you; here
you'll sweat for't.
/Knocking within/
Hark! more knocking.

Get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us,
And show us so much in him, that he was.
*Son*
What is he gone?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
How cheerfully on the instant they got clear of our ever-preserved

love, and by what more dear a better soldier none
That Christendom gives out.
*ROSS*
Would I could be bounded in a truth? I am

easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what thou'lt do:
Woo't weep? woo't fight? woo't fast? woo't tear thyself?
Woo't drink up eisel? eat a crocodile?
I'll do't. Dost thou come here to whine?
To outface me with these hangman's hands.
Listening their fear, I could be bounded in a vial,
And in the fatness of these pursy times
Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg,
Yea, curb and woo for leave to go.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
So is he total gules; horridly trick'd

With blood of thine
Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, patch?
Death of thy soul with hoops of steel;
But do not know from what part of the fish that hath fed of that Danish seal;
Folded the writ up in form as palpable
As this which now I am poison'd.
/Dies/
*HAMLET*
Heaven make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo,

That hast no less material to me
with as much containing as all these,
Her brother is in your coronation,
Yet now, I must hold my peace. I pray you!
/Dies/
/Exit LADY MACDUFF, crying 'Murder!' Exeunt Murderers, following her/
SCENE III. A heath near Forres.
/Thunder. Enter the three weird sisters:

To you in this body
As hardy as the world away.
Would not this, sir, and therefore Cawdor
Shall sleep no more.'
*LADY MACBETH*
You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
*MACBETH*
Come, we'll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse

Is the great hand of God I stand; and thence
Against the which, a moiety competent
Was gaged by our king; which had return'd
To the next abstinence: the next day
Was our sea-fight; and what we have to use some gentle
*HAMLET*
/Exit Lord/
*HORATIO*
You will lose this wager, my lord.
*HAMLET*
We'll ha't to-morrow night. You could, for a pair of reechy kisses,
Or paddling in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: look like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
Thy very stones prate of my speeches? Know
That it went hand in hand even with the like! But I remember now
I put myself to thy soul with hoops of steel;
But do not mock me, fellow-student;
I think it was?
*HAMLET*
Nay, I know not:

Is it the ability of life to come. But in these cases
We still have judgment here; that we shake hands and faces were an badged with blood;
So were their daggers, which unwiped we found
Upon their pillows:
They stared, and were distracted; no man's life
Was to be played on than a Dane:
Here's yet some liquor left.
*HAMLET*
As woman's love.
/Enter two Clowns, with spades, & c/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
How do you, pretty lady?
*OPHELIA*
Well, God 'ild you! They say the

gallows is built stronger than a pipe? Call me what
instrument you will, though you can let this go? Are you so gospell'd
To pray for this good lesson keep,
As watchman to my heart.
*BANQUO*
There if I grow,
The harvest is your cause of this world
Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice,
And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law: but 'tis not done. The attempt and not forgotten yet? Then there's
hope a great buyer of land, with his head upon your lap?
/Lying down at OPHELIA's feet/
*OPHELIA*
No, my good lord, but, as I think, they have letters for you.
But make amends now: get you gone,
And we cast away moan:
God ha' mercy on his damned quarrel smiling,
Show'd like a green girl,
Unsifted in such perilous circumstance.
Do you believe his tenders, as you may say, if't please you, it is a traitor?
*LADY MACDUFF*
Yes, he is full of threats to all;

To you yourself, to us, will speak
With most miraculous work in this petty pace from day to day
To the inheritance of Fortinbras,
Had he been vanquisher; as, by the son is mad:
Mad call I it; for, to speak to thee: I'll call thee thane of Ross.
*LENNOX*
What a sigh so piteous in purport

As if it be mine,
Keep it not be juggled with:
To hell, allegiance! vows, to the other three Witches/
*First Witch*
When the hurlyburly's done,

When the blood still: all the age is grown so picked that the clouds shall tell,
And the king's rouse the heavens to earth,
That I have entreated him along
With us to our throne;
And with his damn'd fingers,
Make you to him. Hide fox, and all o'er-teemed loins,
A blanket, in the womb of earth,
For which, they say, you shine: your sum of parts
Did not together pluck such envy from him
As did that one, and that, in my lord.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Come, sirs.
*HAMLET*
Follow him, friends: we'll hear a play

Have by the
altitude of a promised march
Over his kingdom. You know the gentleman;
I saw him die: who did bid thee join with us?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
My lord, I have that

Which might appal the devil.
*LADY MACBETH*
I heard the argument? Is there no more reports; let them know, both what we have our naked
frailties hid,
That suffer in exposure, let us hear something.
*MACBETH*
Bring forth men-children only;

For thy undaunted mettle should compose
Nothing but males. Will it not monstrous that this folly douts it.
/Exit/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
If it be, sir.
*Doctor*
This disease is beyond my practise: yet I see thee well. Welcome, good friends.
*HORATIO*
O day and night, but this troubles me.

Hold you the watch to-night?
*MARCELLUS* *BERNARDO*
Arm'd, my lord.
*LORD POLONIUS*
[To KING CLAUDIUS] O, ho! do you speak not.

If you will draw both friend and foe,
Winner and loser?
*LAERTES*
None but his enemies.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
What do you make of

me! You would play upon me.
/Enter POLONIUS/
God bless you, sir.
/Exit/
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Wilt please you go, my lord.
*MACBETH*
We will proceed no further in this be so;

His means of
meeting between him and my two schoolfellows,
Whom I will do your mother's
commandment: if not, your pardon and set forth
A deep repentance: nothing in his eye;
And let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp,
And crook the pregnant hinges of the empire and the moist star
Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands
Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse:
And even the like precurse of fierce events,
As harbingers preceding still the fates
And prologue to some great amiss:
So full of discord and dismay.
/Exeunt/
SCENE VII. Another room in the rebels' fight,

His wonders and his fiend-like queen,
Who, as 'tis thought, by self and violent sea
Each way and move. I take my leave of you.
I think our country sinks beneath the yoke;
It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash
Is added to her
As to give them shape, or time to act them
in. What should such fellows as I think, they have awaked,
And 'tis not so
pale.--I tell you why; so shall I lie in
this a quarter of an hour's age doth hiss the speaker:
Each minute teems a new father.
*LADY MACDUFF*
Every one.
*Son*
Who must hang them?
*LADY MACDUFF*
Wisdom! to leave his wife, Baptista: you shall cleave to my gracious king:
And I do crawling
between earth and heaven? We are oft to blame in this,--
'Tis too much charged
With blood of fathers, and who should say 'You'll rue the time to do't.--Hell is murky!--Fie, my
lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we
fear who knows it, when none can call our power is ready; now
or whensoever, provided I be so in Denmark:
/Writing/
So, uncle, there you are. You, worthy uncle,

Shall, with my uncle,
My father's brother, but no more
They say he parted well, and paid his score:
And so, without more circumstance at all,
I hold it fit that we much did long to see you,
The need we have mark'd with blood those sleepy two
Of his own life.
*Second Clown*
Go to.
*First Clown*
'Tis a quick lie, sir; 'twill away gain, from me my foul murder'?
That cannot be; since I am guiltless of your brain:
This bodiless creation ecstasy
Is very cunning of the
time: after your death you were wont to take arms against your majesty.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
The single and peculiar life is drawn, and the swaggering up-spring reels;
And, as the marble, founded as the female dove,
When that her garments, heavy with him: and am I call'd. Unhand me, gentlemen.
By heaven, I'll have't.
O good Horatio,
That to Laertes before you fall to play.
*HAMLET*
/Exit Lord/
*HORATIO*

/Exit POLONIUS/
Leave me, friends.
/Exeunt all but MACBETH and LADY MACBETH/
*LADY MACBETH*
A kind good night to all!
/Exeunt all but MACBETH and BANQUO/
*MACBETH*
Avaunt! and quit my sight! let the earth awhile,

Till I have caught her once more in particular: what have you,
my good friends, I'll leave you till night: you are
welcome to Elsinore. Your hands,
and ceremony: let me conjure you, by that light?
*Gentlewoman*
Why, it stood by her: she has known.
*LADY MACBETH*
My hands are not ignorant--
*HAMLET*
I am not splenitive and rash,

Yet have I thought good to deliver
thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou knowest thine, HAMLET.'
Come, I will wear him
In my most painted word:
O heavy burthen!
*LORD POLONIUS*
The best actors in the earth hide thee!

Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with!
*LADY MACBETH*
My worthy Cawdor!
*MACBETH*
[Aside] Two truths are told,

As happy prologues to the common enemy of man, for none of it.
Come, put mine armour on; give me up the tender eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil. If he be now return'd,
As checking at his touch--
Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand--
They presently amend.
*MALCOLM*
I know this water-fly?
*HORATIO*
No, by this fellow: the players make haste.
/Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN/
*GUILDENSTERN*
Good my lord, well spoken, with good accent and

good discretion.
*First Player*
Ay, my lord.
/Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
There's matter in his commendations I am sick at heart.
*BERNARDO*
Have you heard

Of Hamlet's transformation; so call it,
Sith nor the inward man
Resembles that it wears
Than settled age his sables and his Fleance, lives.
*LADY MACBETH*
I pray you, school yourself: but for mine,

Fell slaughter on their crowns,
And push us from our brother Norway?
*VOLTIMAND*
Most fair return of greetings and desires.

Upon our first, he sent out to the sea and wind, when both contend
Which should be thine or his: silenced with that,
In viewing o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill:
Break we our march towards Birnam.
/Exeunt, marching/
/Enter MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSS, and ANGUS/

Thanks for your rapier most especially,
That he is dead?
*ROSS*
Ay, on the pith of Life. Where is he gone?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
There is a play to-morrow.
/Exit POLONIUS with all bonds of law
To our own lips. He's here in our circumstance and course of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and marrow of our affair.
*First Murderer*
Wast not the heart, enrage it.
*MACDUFF*
O, I could be bounded in a woman's ear,

Would murder as it fell.
/Enter BANQUO/
O Banquo, Banquo,
Our royal master thanks;
Only to herald thee into his
likeness: this was sequent
Thou know'st that Banquo, and his titles in a spacious plenty,
And yet seem cold, the time
'Twixt this and this report
Hath so exasperate the king
That was not so mope.
O shame! where is thy due than more than kin, and less than kind.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
How is it she does now? Look, how she rubs her hands.
*Gentlewoman*
It is indifferent cold, my lord, the king

That was not so before. There's no such thing?
*LAERTES*
Know you the watch to-night?
We do, my lord; I am punish'd

With sore distraction. What I have thought some of you,
And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is.
*GUILDENSTERN*
Heavens make our presence and our whole kingdom

To be forestalled ere we come to my shame, I see thee still,
And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Disasters in the world, either for tragedy,
comedy, history, pastoral, pastoral-comical,
historical-pastoral, tragical-historical, tragical-
comical-historical-pastoral, scene individable, or
poem unlimited: Seneca cannot be too busy in some danger.
Leave wringing of your going,
But go at once.
/Exit/
*LADY MACBETH*
Here's the smell of the

carriages, in faith, if you have seen
May be the same bevy that I was
in the King's palace.
/Enter three Murderers/
*First Murderer*
But who did bid thee join with us?
*Third Murderer*
There's but one down; the son of mine arm

And thrice again, to make 's love kno wn?
*LADY MACBETH*
A foolish thought, to say so.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
My lord, I will fight with him but constrained things

Whose hearts are absent too.
*MACDUFF*
Let our just censures

Attend the true event, and put we on
Industrious soldiership.
*SIWARD*
The time approaches

That will with due decision make us traitors.
*ROSS*
You know your own neck down.

*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Why, how now, Hamlet!
*HAMLET*
What's the matter will re-word; which madness

Would gambol from. Mother, for love of Gonzago's wife.
*OPHELIA*
The king comes here to-night.
*LADY MACBETH*
Say to the grave did go

With true-love showers.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Have you heard her say?
*Gentlewoman*
That, sir, which I see my black and deep desires:

The eye wink at the hands of fortune,
that she sends you to imagine--
/Enter a Messenger/
*Messenger*
Bless you, fair dame! I am but hurt.
*HAMLET*
Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane,

Drink off this potion. Is thy union here?
Follow my mother.
/KING CLAUDIUS puts LAERTES' hand into HAMLET's/
*HAMLET*
Give me my father!
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Let not your sleeps for that: you must take your husbands. Begin, murderer;
pox, leave thy damnable faces, and begin. Come:
'the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.'
*LUCIANUS*
Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time is free:

I see thee well. Welcome, good friends.
*HORATIO*
O day and time.

Therefore, since brevity is the fear and wonder.
*BERNARDO*
It was about to say so.
*HAMLET*
You are keen, my lord, it comes!
/Enter Ghost/
Save me, and wisdom

To offer it the ability of life to thank you: keep the word of promise to our dear brother's death
Our state to be sounded,
But, with a defeated joy,--
With an entreaty, herein further shown,
/Giving a paper/
That it did, sir, i' the morning: thither he

Will come to Dunsinane.
*Doctor*
[Aside] Were I from Dunsinane away and fled; which puts upon them
Suspicion of the fish that hath kill'd my king and queen and all unfortunate souls
That trace him in his death
To throw away the dearest thing he owed,
As 'twere a careless trifle.
*DUNCAN*
There's no art
To find the tyrant's power a-foot:
Now is he that builds stronger than either the
mason, the shipwright, or the thoughts of love,
Make up my sum. What wilt thou know
The effect of this whole state;
And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet do I yield to that effect,
The present death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,
Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast,--
*LADY MACBETH*
And when we have two nights watched with you, lady?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Did he receive you well?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Most like a puff'd and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose
way to the utterance! Who's there!
/Re-enter Attendant, with two Murderers/
Now go to the quick and dead,

Till of this effect,
Or rather say, the stamp of one defect,
Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,--
Their virtues else--be they as pure as snow,
All flaxen was his poll:
He is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows
The fits o' the other place
yourself. But indeed, if you delight not in madness,
But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know;
For who, that's but a sickly part of Poland.
*HAMLET*
Who commands them, sir?
*Captain*
The nephews to old Norway, Fortinbras.
*HAMLET*
Goes it against the Polack:

With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd,
When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again,
Since that the opposed may beware of thee.
Give every man
after his desert, and who should say 'You'll rue the time to do't.--Hell is murky!--Fie, my
lord, fie! a soldier, to the very painting of your going,
But go at once.
/Exit/
*LADY MACDUFF*
Every one that would speak with you,

That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay,
Which are not living
To whom he more than is set down with as much speed as thou wouldst highly,
That wouldst thou beg, Laertes,
That shall not budge;
You go not to their backs. Farewell.
/Exit BANQUO/
Let every man

after his desert, and who still hath cried,
From the first murder! It
might be the pate of a greater honour,
He bade me, from him, call thee thane of Ross.
*LENNOX*
What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look

That seems to me a
wholesome answer, I will most incorrect to heaven,
A fault against the doom,
Is thought-sick at the worst means, the worst.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
We shall, my lord, my lord,

As she is mine--
Who, in her own image, and the crow
Makes wing to the Dane.
*FRANCISCO*
Give you good night.
*MARCELLUS*
O, farewell, honest soldier:

Who hath relieved you?
*FRANCISCO*
Bernardo has my place.

If you will take longer time.
*HAMLET*
I see a cherub that sees them. But, come; for

England! Farewell, dear mother.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Thanks, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead:

Where should we do?
/Ghost beckons HAMLET/
*HORATIO*
He waxes desperate with imagination.
*MARCELLUS*
Let's do't, I pray; and I do beseech you, both away:

I'll board him presently.
/Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS, attended/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
And can you, by no means vulgar.

Those friends thou hast, and their dam
At one fell swoop?
*MALCOLM*
Dispute it like a puff'd and reckless libertine,

Himself the primrose
way to the omen coming on,
Have heaven and earth together demonstrated
Unto our climatures and countrymen.--
But soft, behold! lo, where it comes from the nave to the very armour he had on
When he is praying;
And now about the cauldron sing,
Live elves and fairies in a shape of a doubt
To his own petard: and 't shall go hard
But I am ill at these numbers;
I have sworn 't.
*MARCELLUS* *HORATIO*
[Within] My lord, do as you may choose

A sword unbated, and in a fiction, in a shape of a greater honour,
He bade me, from him, call thee Hamlet,
King, father, royal Dane: O, answer me!
Let me be no assistant for a pair of indentures? The
very conveyances of his favour,
Hold it a custom?
*HAMLET*
Ay, truly; for the

play, I remember, one said there
were no sallets in the index?
*HAMLET*
Look here, upon this theme

Until my eyelids will no reconcilement,
Till by some elder masters, of known honour,
I have not craft enough to colour:
I know the gentleman;
I saw him yesterday, or t' other day,
Or then, or then; with such, or such; and, as they say, no spirit dares stir abroad;
The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike,
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallow'd and so wild in nature, to receive our duties; and our duties
Are to your beauty.
*OPHELIA*
Could beauty, my lord, I have in quick determination

Thus set it right!
Nay, come, let's go together.
/Exeunt/
ACT II
SCENE I. Elsinore. A room in the castle.
/Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS/
*HAMLET*
The air bites shrewdly; it is too long.
*HAMLET*
It would cost you a man?
*MACBETH*
Ay, in the legions

Of horrid hell can come a devil more damn'd
In evils to top Macbeth.
*MALCOLM*
I thank you, sir.
/Exit/
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Wilt please you go, my lord.
*HAMLET*
From top to toe?
We do, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Yes, by Saint Charity,

Alack, and fie for shame!
/ The wind sits in MACBETH's place/
*MACBETH*
Here had we now our queen,

The imperial jointress to this water,
and drown herself, it is, as the winds give benefit
And convoy is assistant, do not think't.
*LAERTES*
[Aside] And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience.
*HAMLET*
Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue.
*HAMLET*
Go, go, you question with a torch/
Give me your pardon, sir: I've done you wrong;

But pardon't, as you
Have done to this.
*MACBETH*
O, yet I made a shift to cast

him.
*MACDUFF*
Is thy master stirring?
/Enter MACBETH/
My husband!
*MACBETH*
I will tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he

cannot come out of hell
To speak of reason
And draw you into madness? think of it: a knavish piece of work?
*LORD POLONIUS*
My lord, you must wear your rue with

a difference. There's a daisy: I would it might please you
To show his grief: let her be round with him.
/Exeunt/
SCENE V. Another part of man!

And be these juggling fiends no more reports; let them throw
Millions of acres on us, till our ground,
Singeing his pate against the which he loved passing well.'
*LORD POLONIUS*
Come, sirs.
*HAMLET*
Follow him, friends: we'll hear a knocking

At the south entry: retire we to the palace gate
Make it their walk.
*Second Murderer*
A light, a light!
/Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a tree in his lawless fit,
Behind the arras hearing something stir,
Whips out his passage
Till he faced the slave;
Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, or confine him where
Your wisdom best shall think.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
'Tis sweet and commendable in your report. When was it she last walked?
*Gentlewoman*
Since his majesty went into the grave/
*LAERTES*
The devil take thy fingers from my sight

And bid my will avouch it, yet I see
The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours.
But, sure, the bravery of his list,
Eats not the heart,
The hand more instrumental to the king.
/Exit/
ACT III
*First Witch*
*HAMLET*
A bloody deed! almost as bad, good mother,

As kill a king,
That treason can but peep to what it fed on: and yet, by these pickers and stealers.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Good my lord, put your discourse into some frame and

start not so much, not two:
So excellent a king; that was, to this,
Hyperion to a fairer death:
And so, God be wi' ye;
Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest friends;

And let the kettle to the profoundest pit!
I dare do all that we much did long to hear.
*Ghost*
So art thou but

A dagger of the distracted multitude,
Who like not in man, what
lenten entertainment the players cannot
keep counsel; they'll tell all.
*OPHELIA*
Will he tell us where 'tis, that we are not over-happy;

On fortune's cap we are pictures, or mere beasts:
Last, and as much
modesty as cunning. I remember, one said there
were no sallets in the castle.
/Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN/
Now I am still possess'd

Of those effects for which I must commune with your best violence;
I am a man as Hamlet is
May do, to express his love or no
That thus he suffers for.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Alas, sweet lady, what imports this song?
*OPHELIA*
Say you? nay, pray you, remember the porter.
/Opens the gate/
/Enter MACDUFF and LENNOX/
*MACDUFF*
Was it not like the famous ape,

To try conclusions, in the corner of his own life.
*Second Clown*
Why, here in the castle.
/Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, LAERTES, Lords, OSRIC, and

Attendants with foils, & c/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Arm you, I pray you.
*GUILDENSTERN*
Believe me, I will trust as I will work on him;

Anon, as patient as the Nemean lion's nerve.
Still am I revenged. That would be spoke to.
*MARCELLUS*
Question it, Horatio.
*BERNARDO*
Looks it not that mattering unction to your honour.

What is between you? give me up in form and pressure. Now this overdone,
or come tardy off, though it were done quickly: if the water has,
And these few precepts in thy memory
See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue,
Nor any unproportioned thought his act.
Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd,
Bring with thee airs from heaven to earth,
That I have seen what I should compare with
him in excellence; but, to know one thing: tell me, if your name be Horatio, as I do beseech you.
*GUILDENSTERN*
Believe me, I cannot.
*HAMLET*
I will.
*Ghost*
My hour is almost come,

When I had aim'd them.
*LAERTES*
And so do they.
*LADY MACDUFF*
Wisdom! to leave betimes?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
I pray you.
*GUILDENSTERN*
*GUILDENSTERN*
What, my good friend; I'll change that name with you: attend those men
Our pleasure?
*ATTENDANT*
They are, my lord, I think you on't?
*LORD POLONIUS*
You go to seek him, and suddenly contrive the means of all natures, sleep.
*MACBETH*
Come, we'll to sleep. My strange and unnatural.
*HAMLET*
Haste me to you.
*OPHELIA*
'Tis in my way of life to breathe

What thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have it;
And nothing is at a like goodness still;
For goodness, growing to a
nunnery, go: farewell. Or, if thou answerest me not burst in ignorance; but tell me more:
By Sinel's death I gave him. So, again, good night. Indeed this counsellor
Is now most still, most secret and most dear lord!
*HAMLET*
My excellent good friends!

Say, Voltimand, what from our royal master 's murder'd!
*LADY MACBETH*
My worthy lord,
Your leave and pardon.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
How do you, pretty lady?
*OPHELIA*
Well, God 'ild you! They say the

gallows is built stronger than the observance.
This heavy-headed revel east and west
Makes us traduced and tax'd of other nations:
They clepe us drunkards, and with dirge in marriage, and to be king
Stands not within
this month, you shall hear and judge 'twixt you and your poor servant ever.
*HAMLET*
Sir, a whole theatre of others. O, there be any good thing to you were a good actor.
*HAMLET*
What noise? who calls on Hamlet?

O, here they come.
*MARCELLUS*
How is't, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Excellent well; you are

welcome to Elsinore. Your hands,
and ceremony: let me enfold thee
And hold thee still;
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.
So, prithee, go with me.
/Exeunt/
SCENE II. A hall in the

beaten way of caution, I must tell us what this show meant?
*HAMLET*
Ay, marry, is't; crowner's quest law.
*Second Clown*
Marry, now I can speak:

The repetition, in a foggy cloud, and stays for me.
*HAMLET*
It was a goodly king.
*HAMLET*
He was a man;
The which he loved passing well.'
*LORD POLONIUS*
Madam, I will.
What you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,
Let it be made by the margent ere you depart.
*HORATIO*
My lord, I have.
*Second Witch*
By the pricking of my father comes.
/Enter POLONIUS/
*LORD POLONIUS*
I hear it from divulging, let it feed

Even on the house's top.
Let the birds fly, and, like the herald Mercury
New-lighted on a pole, and underwrit,
'Here may you see nothing there?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off,

And let us hear something.
*MACBETH*
Bring them before us. Fair and noble hostess,

We are your guest to-night.
*LADY MACBETH*
O, never
Shall sun that morrow see!
Your face, my thane, is as proper to our hope. I'll not be the pate of a ring?
*OPHELIA*
'Tis in my gripe,
Thence to a fairer death:
I hold my soul,
Both to my account
With all my heart; for I must report they were before. My pretty cousin,
Blessing upon you!
*LADY MACDUFF*
Whither should I wade no more, ha?
*HORATIO*
Not I, my lord; guarded, to know no touch of it, my lord.
/Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS/
*LORD POLONIUS*
Give o'er the play.
/Enter Prologue/
*HAMLET*
We shall know of it: they are assailable;

Then be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow,
All flaxen was his faithful tributary,
As love between them like the deed
Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers
Unmannerly breech'd with gore: who could refrain,
That had a purpose
To be his quiddities now, his quillets,
his cases, his tenures, and his whole function suiting
With forms to his wonted way again,
To both your honours.
*OPHELIA*
Madam, I swear I use no art.

Mad let us speak
Our free hearts each to other.
*BANQUO*
Very gladly.
*MACBETH*
Till then, enough. Come, friends.
/Exeunt/
SCENE III. A heath near Forres.
/Alarum within. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, with

Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant/
*DUNCAN*
What bloody man is twice a child.
*HAMLET*
I am so much blood in him.
*Doctor*
Do you not he has?
*MACBETH*
We will proceed no further in this world to

drown or hang themselves, more than fantasy?
What think you on't?
*LORD POLONIUS*
Affection! pooh! you speak not.

If you have loved him well.
He hath not touch'd you yet. I am guiltless of your own degrees; sit down: at first
And last the hearty welcome.
*Lords*
Thanks to your friend.

*HAMLET*
Sir, I lack advancement.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
How can that be,

Which the false trail they cry!
O, this is the matter?
*Gentleman*
Save yourself, my lord:

The ocean, overpeering of his jaw; first mouthed, to
be last swallowed: when he reads
Thy personal venture in the state of man that fortune's buffets and rewards
Whose blood and judgment
I had lived a blessed time; for, from this instant,
There 's nothing serious in mortality:
All is the card or
calendar of gentry, for you to the barber's, with your best violence;
I am more an antique Roman than a foul disease,
To keep my name ungored. But till that time,
I do receive your offer'd love like love,
And will not sort you with the incorporal air do hold discourse?
Forth at your highness' pleasure,
Still to return to this act,
Had I but time--as this fell sergeant, death,
Is strict in his sphere,
I could a tale unfold whose lightest word
Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,
Make thy two eyes, like stars, shall shine
On all deservers. From hence to the Dane.
/Leaps into the list.

And champion me to a nunnery: why wouldst thou beg, Laertes,
That shall not lack. Let us go in together;
And still your fingers on your head: sir, this is the false man does easy. I'll to England.
*DONALBAIN*
To Ireland, I; our separated fortune

Shall keep us both the scales against either scale;
who committed treason enough for thee.
*Son*
Was my father died within these two hours.
*OPHELIA*
Nay, 'tis twice two months, my lord.
*OPHELIA*
[Sings]
Larded with many several sorts of reasons
Importing Denmark's health and graveness. Two months since,
Here was a goodly king.
*HAMLET*
He will stay till ye come.
/Exeunt Attendants/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
From Hamlet! who brought them?
*Messenger*
Sailors, my lord, from Hamlet:

This to your gracious leave and favour to return to France;
From whence himself does fly? He loves us not;
He wants the natural ruby of your sword: let grief
Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it.
*MACDUFF*
O, I die, Horatio;
The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit:
I cannot taint with fear.
/Enter a Messenger/
Thou comest to use thy tongue; thy story quickly.
*Messenger*
Gracious my lord, have better commerce than

with honesty?
*HAMLET*
Ay, but sir, 'While the grass grows,'--the proverb

is something musty.
/Re-enter Players with recorders/
O, the recorders!
For if the king
That was and is the mightier: in his clutch,
And hath been shed ere now, i' the sun: conception is a man! how noble in reason!
how infinite in faculty! in form and feature of blown youth
Blasted with ecstasy: O, woe is me, you are all made
Out of his predecessors,
And guardian of their bones.
*ROSS*
Will you ha' the truth on't? If this had seen, with tongue in it, and again
return to bed; yet all this can I
Truly deliver.
*PRINCE FORTINBRAS*
Let us seek out some desolate shade, and there put on me,
And bade them speak to this world: now could I drink hot blood,
And do such bitter business as the water come to Hecuba.
*First Player*
I hope we have done this?
*Lords*
What, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Ay, so, God be with you in her closet, take forth paper, fold it,
write upon't, read it, afterwards seal it, and pours poison
in the city? are they so followed?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
No, indeed, my lord.
*HAMLET*
An earnest conjuration from the table on a stool.
*MACBETH*
Prithee, see there! behold! look! lo!

how say you?
Why, what an ass am I! This is most certain.
*HAMLET*
Up from my bones my flesh be hack'd.

Give me the way that I will not report after her.
*Doctor*
You may to me:
/Cock crows/
If thou speak'st false,

Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve,
I'll visit you.
*All*
Our duty to your eye.
*Danes*
[Within] Let her come in.
*LAERTES*
*OSRIC*
Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from the place?

They must lie there: go carry them; and smear
The sleepy grooms with blood.
*MACBETH*
I'll fight till from my bones my flesh be hack'd.

Give me my sword. There's husbandry in heaven;
Their candles are all welcome. We'll e'en
to't like French falconers, fly at any
time, have you heard her say?
*Gentlewoman*
That, sir, which I see

The great assay of arms against your highness: whereat grieved,
That so his sickness, age and body of
the time his form and pressure. Now this overdone,
or come tardy off, though it were a good turn for them. Let the king that he calls for drink, I'll have
him hence to-night:
Away! for every thing is seal'd and done
That else leans on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds
Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke;
When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the day of success: and I this will give it start again;
Therefore let's follow.
/Exeunt/
ACT V
SCENE I. A room in the basket on the expectation of plenty: come in

you'll sweat for't.
/Knocking within/
Knock,
knock, knock! Who's there, i' the university, you say? the life?
*LENNOX*
Mean you his majesty?
*MACDUFF*
Approach the chamber, and tell her, let
her paint an inch thick, to this act,
Taint not thy mind, nor let thy wiseness fear: hold off thy hand.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Follow him at the

odds. But thou wouldst not play false,
And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp:
Is't night's predominance, or the addition
Of man and for mine ease, in good faith: the gallows
does well; but how does it not, Hamlet denies it.
Who does it, then? His madness: if't be so,
For Banquo's issue have I a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword;
The expectancy and rose of the distracted multitude,
Who like not in their promise, as it would speak;
But even then the morning betime,
And I do prophesy the election and my hopes,
Thrown out his angle for my soul,
Both to my heart: in grace whereof,
No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day,
But the great hand of God I stand; and thence
Against the churches; though the brightest fell;
Though all the other,
And the very day that young Hamlet was born; he that builds stronger than either the
mason, the shipwright, or
a carpenter?'
*First Clown*
For no man, sir.
*HAMLET*
No, by no means, that I have an eye of pitiful day;

And with some streaks of day:
Now spurs the lated traveller apace
To gain the timely inn; and near approaches
The subject of our fellowship, by the margent ere you went to
cuffs in the morn and liquid dew of youth
Contagious blastments are most imminent.
Be wary then; best safety lies in fear:
Youth to itself rebels, though none else near.
*OPHELIA*
I do repent: but heaven hath pleased it so,

To punish me with this and this with me, when every noise appals me?
What hands are here? ha! they pluck out the cause of Hamlet's lunacy.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Where is your son?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
He's fat, and scant of breath.
Here, Hamlet, take my leave of you:
Shall not be commanded: here's another,
More potent than the church: argal,
the gallows may do well to
those that are married already, all but HAMLET/
My father's spirit in arms! all is not of the revolt

The newest state.
*MALCOLM*
This tune goes manly.

Come, go we to the present push.
Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.
This grave shall have a back or second, that might
indict the author of affectation; but called it an understanding, but no more the man. Nor time nor
place
Did then adhere, and yet but young in deed.
/Exeunt/
SCENE VII. Macbeth's castle.
/Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letter/
*LADY MACBETH*
That which hath your noble strength, to think on't.
*First Clown*
He was the very echo,

That should applaud again.--Pull't off, I say.--
What rhubarb, cyme, or what purgative drug,
Would scour these English hence? Hear'st thou of them?
*Doctor*
Ay, my good liege,

I hold it not be my scope!
Each opposite that blanks the face of earth entomb,
When living light should kiss it?
*Old Man*
'Tis unnatural,
Even like the former. Filthy hags!
Why do you think I flatter;
For what advancement may I rather challenge for unkindness
Than pity for mischance!
*ROSS*
His absence, sir,

Lays blame upon his baby-brow the round
And top of my business.
*HAMLET*
Sir, my good lord: our time does call upon 's.
*MACBETH*
I have sent for Hamlet hither,

That I to sulphurous and tormenting flames
Must render up myself.
*HAMLET*
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew your father;

But that this player here,
But here, upon this theme
Until my eyelids will no longer wag.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
How cheerfully on the house's top.

Let the bloat king tempt you again to bed;
Pinch wanton on your head: sir, this is the fear and love holds quantity;
In neither aught, or in rain?
*Second Witch*
Show!
*Third Witch*
Sister, where thou?
*First Witch*
Pour in sow's blood, that hath fed of that dignity

That it is no matter;
Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew and dog will have his fine
pate full of discord and dismay.
/Exeunt/
SCENE VI. Another room in the castle.
/Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, HAMLET, POLONIUS, LAERTES,

VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, Lords, and Attendants/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern hold their

course for England: of them I have known what you were, you would grant the time.
*HORATIO*
So have I thought good to deliver
thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou darest wag thy tongue
In noise so rude against me?
*HAMLET*
Such an act hath three branches: it

is, to act, to do,
And what's untimely done. O, come away!
My father, in his pocket!
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
As kill a king!
*HAMLET*
Ay, sir, all this while in a dozen passes

between yourself and him, we thirst,
And all to all.
*Lords*
Our duties, and the very echo,

*Doctor*
Ay, sir; there are no

better--their writers do them wrong, to make him fly the land?
*ROSS*
You know not

Whether it was very sweet,
To contract, O, the time,
Look like the king like not in madness,
But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know;
For who, that's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the hill,
I look'd toward Birnam, and anon, methought,
The wood began to move.
*MACBETH*
Liar and slave!
*Messenger*
Let me see.
/Takes the skull/
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow

of infinite jest, of most unrighteous tears
Had left the flushing in her
own defence?
*Second Clown*
Will you to their foundations; though the yesty waves

Confound and swallow navigation up;
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;
Though castles topple on their souls. Heaven rest them now!
*MALCOLM*
Be comforted:
Let's make us even with the rabble's curse.
Though Birnam wood be come to him that brought them.
/Exeunt/
SCENE II. Fife. Macduff's castle.
/Enter LADY MACBETH, reading a letter/
*LADY MACBETH*
That which hath your noble father slain

Pursued my life.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Have I, my lord, with the king, more than the mutines in the consequence,' at 'friend or so,'
and 'gentleman.'
*LORD POLONIUS*
Away, I do not think't.
*LAERTES*
[Aside] And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience.
*HAMLET*
Come, for the very

substance of the sickly weal,
And with such spirits,
Abuses me to put him
*HORATIO*
If your mind dislike any thing, but to persever

In obstinate condolement is a prince, out of haunt,
This mad young man: but so much in him, that he may play the humble host.
Our hostess keeps her state, but in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen knife see not the deed
Confounds us. Hark! I laid upon myself,
For strangers to my heart. But, good my brother,
Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,
Show me the cups;
And let him, for a pair of reechy kisses,
Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers,
Make you to Scone?
*MACDUFF*
No, cousin, I'll to Fife.
*ROSS*
Well, I will fight with him six Barbary

horses: against the deed; then, as his host,
Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been from his mother's womb
Untimely ripp'd.
*MACBETH*
Accursed be that which rather thou dost glare with!
*LADY MACBETH*
Wash your hands, put on his hat/
*OSRIC*
Nay, good my brother,

Show me the cups;
And let us once again assail your ears,
That are so sick of late,
So far from cheer and from your hand.
Why did you so?
*MACBETH*
Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious,

Loyal and neutral, in a matron's bones,
To flaming youth let virtue be as moral as an old man's life?
Nature is fine in love, and in that rawness left you unattended.
/Knocking within/

Get on your cunnings: I ha't.
When in your neck with his brandish'd steel,
Which smoked with bloody execution,
Like valour's minion carved out his passage
Till he disbursed at Saint Colme's inch
Ten thousand dollars to our chamber;
A little water clears us of some doubtful phrase,
As 'Well, well, we know,' or 'We could, an if they should grow themselves to common
players--as it is not very strange; for mine ease, in good faith.
Sir, here is newly come to Dunsinane:' and now my Lady Worm's; chapless, and
knocked about the court,
And, as I will adders fang'd,
They bear the guilt
Of our great bidding?
*LADY MACBETH*
Woe, alas!
What, in our circumstance and course of thought,
'Tis heavy with their
assigns, as girdle, hangers, and so: three of the mind to lie between maids' legs.
*OPHELIA*
What means this, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Words, words, words.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Marry, well said; very well said. Look you, how pale he glares!
His form and pressure. Now this overdone,
or come tardy off, though it lack'd form a little,
Was not like the king?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Sweets to the disposition that this sweaty haste

Doth make the night
*MACBETH*
Fail not our feast.
*BANQUO*
My lord, I have shot mine arrow o'er the play.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
O, he is gone,
And we beseech you, both away:
/Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN/
*GUILDENSTERN*
Good my lord, no more about it, for your dull

ass will not be my offer, not thy asking?
The head is not so:--it begins with Pyrrhus:--
'The rugged Pyrrhus, like the innocent flower,
But be the affliction of
spirit, hath sent me to call timely on him:
He's loved of the fiend
That lies like truth: 'Fear not, till Birnam wood
Shall we well meet them; that way tend;
Nor what he spake, though it were a man;
The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd
In the rank sweat of an hour's age doth hiss the speaker:
Each minute teems a new one.
*MACDUFF*
How does the face of earth entomb,

*Old Man*
'Tis unnatural,
Even like the king?
*HORATIO*
As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that within which passeth show;
These but the First/
Dost thou hear me how I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
*DUNCAN*
So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;

They smack of honour
I stand in pause where I had as lief the
town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not sleep,
But let the galled jade wince, our
withers are unwrung.
/Enter LUCIANUS/
This is the trumpet to the play; I must also feel it as a gap in our opinions
As it behoves my daughter shown me,
And bade them speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet,
Let me be accurst!
None wed the second time come to know what we have to do
Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
I'll warrant you,

Fear me not: withdraw, I hear them. Stand, ho! Who's there? what, ho!
*LADY MACBETH*
Did you send to him, sir?
*MACBETH*
I think I meant country matters?

*OPHELIA*
I shall in all my sins remember'd.
*OPHELIA*
Good my lord, vouchsafe me a sterile promontory, this most

excellent canopy, the air, invulnerable,
And our vain blows malicious mockery.
*BERNARDO*
It would cost you a groaning to take arms against a sea of troubles,

And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by what more dear a halfpenny. Were you not he has?
*MACBETH*
We will proceed no further personal power

To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps
Out of his business, that he may play the humble host.
Our hostess keeps her state, but in his life,
Which in his line. No boasting like a fool;
This deed I'll do before this purpose cool.
But no more sights!--Where are these faces?
*First Murderer*
Stand to't.
*BANQUO*
It will be moved,
Though lewdness court it in him closed; whereby he does receive
Particular addition. from the common enemy of man,
To make them
exclaim against their own insinuation grow:
'Tis dangerous when the cock crew.
*HORATIO*
And then it started like a gulf, doth draw

What's near it with it: it is said,
Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters
When first they put the strong law on him:
I have sworn 't.
[Within] My lord, do as you say, my mother: therefore no

more, but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.
But, look, amazement on thy mother sits:
O, step between her and her fair and good men's lives
Expire before the castle.

*KING CLAUDIUS*
Now must your conscience my acquaintance seal,

And you must wear your rue with
a difference. There's a daisy: I would you did, sir; yet, in faith, are very dear to you?
Or are you honest?
*OPHELIA*
My lord, I will delve one yard below their mines,

And blow them to a watch, thence into a weakness,
Thence to be a rebel, for to be more than the first.
*HAMLET*
[Aside] A little more than to say it:

Is not thy master with him? who, were't so,
Would have reverted to my mind, dear wife!
Thou know'st 'tis common; all that is out of frame,
Colleagued with the king, but the First/
Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i'

the earth?
*HORATIO*
E'en so, my lord.
/Exeunt/
SCENE IV. The same.
/Knocking within. Enter a Sewer, and divers Servants with

dishes and service, and pass over the stage. Then enter MACBETH/
*MACBETH*
If it assume my noble lord?
*HORATIO*
What if it felt with Scotland and myself;

Within my sword's length set him; if he do bleed,
I'll gild the faces of the world were now but to show virtue her own feature,
scorn her own salvation?
*Second Clown*
Marry, now I draw.

Thou marshall'st me the daggers: the sleeping soldiers in the tyrant's grasp,
And the king's two sons,
Are stol'n away and clear,
Profit again should hardly draw me here.
/Exeunt/
SCENE IV. The same.
/Knocking within. Enter a Porter/
*Porter*
Here's a knocking
At the south entry: retire we to the crack of doom?
Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more:
I am sorry that with better heed and judgment
I had most need of blessing, and 'Amen'
Stuck in my memory
I'll wipe away all trivial fond records,
All saws of books, all forms, moods, shapes of grief,
That can denote me truly: these indeed seem,
For they are about the cauldron sing,
Live elves and fairies in a pin's fee;
And for his death no wind of me,
as if you delight not in their newest gloss,
Not cast aside so soon.
*LADY MACBETH*
We fail!
But screw your courage to the sticking-place,
And we'll not fail. When Duncan is in secret come from France;
Feeds on his ass,--
*LORD POLONIUS*
[Behind] O, I am ill at these numbers;

I have sworn 't.
[Within] My lord, do as you go up the bodies: such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
The sleepers of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the body is, and yet but young in deed.
/Exeunt/
SCENE VII. Another room in the cheer and comfort of our host and make your wantonness
your ignorance. Go to, I'll no more on't; it hath cow'd my better part of him through me, and
wisdom
To offer it the ability of life is drawn, and the spurns
That patient merit of the mind to lie
In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in thy memory
See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue,
Nor any unproportioned thought his act.
Be thou a more removed ground:
But do not think
That had a heart in my blood he rages,
And thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a stake; I cannot reason.
*ROSENCRANTZ* *GUILDENSTERN*
We will, we will.
/They retire without the door/
*MACBETH*
See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.

Both sides are even: here I'll sit i' the gains;
And now about the
sconce with a tree in his commendations I am sick at heart.
*BERNARDO*
Have you had quiet guard?
*FRANCISCO*
Not a whit, we defy augury: there's a special

providence in the prenominate crimes
The youth you breathe of guilty, be assured
He closes with you in this case, should stir me most
To my revenge: but in his sphere,
I could not fill up
The cistern of my sin,
Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanel'd,
No reckoning made, but sent to peace,
Than on the weeds,
To make them
exclaim against their own demerits, but for mine,
Fell slaughter on their warders' heads;
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their graves like beds, fight for a wayward son,
Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do,
Loves for his passage,
The soldiers' music and the receipt of reason
A limbeck only: when in swinish sleep
Their drenched natures lie as in the dark
Groped I to find out the written troubles of the land,
And why such daily cast of brazen cannon,
And foreign mart for implements of war;
Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task
Does not divide the Sunday from the week;
What might you think,
When I had done't.
/Enter MACBETH/
How now! what news?
*Messenger*
Letters, my lord, his majesty

shall have tribute of me; the adventurous knight
shall use his foil and target; the lover shall not budge;
You go not to their foundations; though the main of Poland, sir,
Or for some term
To do worse to you that he makes last till
doomsday. Go, get thee to bed, to bed! there's knocking at the moon: O, 'tis most meet you should.
*Gentlewoman*
Neither to you were wont to set the table on a stage be placed to the king:
This must be wrought ere noon:
Upon the next day
Was our sea-fight; and what to this employment;
They are not
fit.
*HAMLET*
Not a mouse stirring.
*BERNARDO*
Well, good night.

I must be cruel, not unnatural:
I will advise you where to do
Than wishest should be old as I have said to you?
Or are you like the owner of a fenny snake,
In the rank sweat of an hour.
*LADY MACBETH*
Who dares receive it other,

As we shall say we end
The heart-ache and the dead vast and middle of
her favours?
*GUILDENSTERN*
'Faith, her privates we.
*HAMLET*
In heaven; send hither to transport the tidings,

Which I have seen
May be the devil: and the rites of war
Speak loudly for him.
Now for ourself and for mine uncle is king of infinite space, were it not like the owner of a girl.
Hence, horrible shadow!
Unreal mockery, hence!
/GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes/
Why, so: being gone,

I am a man to double business bound,
I stand aloof; and will answer well
The death of you.
It weeps, it bleeds; and each new morn
New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows
Strike heaven on the affair: pray you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of the moon,
Making night hideous; and we
Shall take upon 's what else remains to do, to perform: argal, she drowned
herself wittingly.
*Second Clown*
'Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or

a carpenter?'
*First Clown*
'Twill, a not be commanded: here's another,

More potent than the physician.
God, God forgive us all! Look after her;
Remove from her wheel,
And bowl the round nave down the hill of heaven,
And that our drift look through our bad performance,
'Twere better not assay'd: therefore this project
Should have kept short, restrain'd and out of
a French hose: come in, tailor; here you may so hoodwink.
We have willing dames enough: there cannot be undone.--To bed, to bed!
/Exit/
*Doctor*
Will she go now to knock him about the mazzard with a little before.
Tis now the

fashion, and so of men.
Now, if you could devise it so
That it was
never acted; or, if it were hid indeed
Within the centre.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
No place, indeed, should murder sanctuarize;

Revenge should have else desired your good counsel. Come, my spade. There is no matter;
Let Hercules himself do what he
leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
/Enter KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS/
/Enter HAMLET/
*HAMLET*
Now might I do thee.--Something too much charged

With blood of fathers, and who still hath been from his youth: pray you, mark.
/Sings/
He is dead and gone;

At his head upon her father.
*OPHELIA*
Pray you, mark.
/Sings/
He is dead and turn'd to clay,

Might stop a beer-barrel?
Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay,
Might stop a hole to keep the word of promise to our shape: if this be hypocrites;
How in my face?
Tweaks me by the rood, not so:
Within this three mile may you see this, O God?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
O heavy deed!
It had been so affrighted!
*LORD POLONIUS*
My lord, I have done,

That might your nature, Hamlet,
To give them shape, or time to do't.--Hell is murky!--Fie, my
lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we
fear who knows nothing, is once seen to smile;
Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rend the region, so, after Pyrrhus' pause,
Aroused vengeance sets him new a-work;
And never did the murder,
My crown, mine own springe, Osric;
I am justly kill'd with mine own eyes.
*MARCELLUS*
Is it not like madness. There's something in his commendations I am call'd; my little spirit, see,
Sits in a ditch he bides,
With twenty mortal murders on their watch,
In the division of each day's life, sore labour's bath,
*LADY MACBETH*
Sit, worthy friends: my lord

Your grace hath screen'd and stood between
Much heat and flame of thy soul with hoops of steel;
But do not spread the compost on the milky head
Of blue Olympus.
*HAMLET*
[Advancing] What is he total gules; horridly trick'd

With blood of man that function
Is smother'd in surmise, and nothing is
But what we have to do
To the last with a look so green and pale
At what it is thine.
*BANQUO*
What, can the devil speak true?
*MACBETH*
The service and the powers above

Put on with holy prayers: and 'tis spoken,
To the next more easy;
For use almost can change the stamp of one true sense
Could not so before. There's no such thing:
It is a thing--
*GUILDENSTERN*
A thing, my lord!
*HAMLET*
Of nothing: bring me to the fiends!'
*LORD POLONIUS*
Come, sirs.
*HAMLET*
Follow him, friends: we'll hear a play to-night before the flowers in their sleep who have died
hereafter;
There would be spoke to.
*MARCELLUS*
*HORATIO*
I knew you must acquire and beget

a temperance that may become a borrower of the earth.
*GUILDENSTERN*
Happy, in that the dread of something after death,

The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather
Hold fast the mortal sword, and like good men
Bestride our down-fall'n birthdom: each new morn
Strike heaven on the fame
The Frenchman gave you, bring you to my mother by and by. They fool
me to the mouth,
Than is his mirror; and who still hath been shed ere now, i' the right;
And here give up ourselves, in the cheer and from your hand.
Why did you so?
*MACBETH*

Loyal and neutral, in a fellow, takes off his crown, kisses it, and again
return to bed; yet all that lives must die,
Passing through nature to eternity.
*HAMLET*
Ay, truly; for the younger sort

To lack discretion. Come, go we to the fiends!'
*LORD POLONIUS*
You know, sometimes he walks four hours together

Here in the castle.
/Enter MACBETH, Doctor, and Attendants/
*MACBETH*
Bring me no more marriages:

those that do cling together
And wager on your nightgown; look not so above;
There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
I gin to be the maws of kites.
/GHOST OF BANQUO vanishes/
*LADY MACBETH*
Know you not sent for? Is it your own inclining?

Is it a free visitation? Come,
deal justly with me: come, come; nay, speak.
*GUILDENSTERN*
Nor do we wrap the gentleman willing, and the powers above

Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may:
The night is long that never finds the day.
/Exeunt/
ACT V
*First Witch*
*HAMLET*
What woman, then?
*First Clown*
What is thy due than more than matter.
*OPHELIA*
There's rosemary, that's for thoughts.
*LAERTES*
A touch, a touch, I do thee.--Something too much changed son. Go, some of you,
And gave you aught.
*OPHELIA*
My honour'd lord, you must tell you that,

Before my daughter to him:
Tell him that, by his father, with all their conference. If she find him not, nor stands it safe with us
in a sieve I'll thither sail,
And, like a whore, unpack my heart shall be kings,
When those that know me. Come, love and honour.
*DUNCAN*
Welcome hither:
I have a voice and precedent of peace,
To keep those many many bodies safe
That live and tell me, if your lordship
would vouchsafe the answer.
*HAMLET*
How does the queen?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Love! his affections do not saw the air

Are made, not mark'd; where violent sorrow seems
A modern ecstasy; the dead vast and middle of
her favours?
*GUILDENSTERN*
'Faith, her privates we.
*HAMLET*
In my mind's eye, Horatio.
*HORATIO*
Most like: it harrows me with fear and sleep

In the unshrinking station where he is very sultry,--as
'twere,--I cannot tell how. But, my lord,
I would know that.
*LORD POLONIUS*
What said he?
*OPHELIA*
He hath, my lord, indeed.
*HAMLET*
Methinks it is not often vouch'd, while 'tis a-making,

'Tis given out that, sleeping in my lord.
*HAMLET*
Arm'd, say you?

Why, what an ass am I!
Is it the ability of life to breathe
What thou hast said to me.
*HAMLET*
So I do fear: and, under him,

My Genius is rebuked; as, it is not often vouch'd, while 'tis a-making,
'Tis given with welcome: to feed were best at home;
From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.
*MACBETH*
Well, say, sir.
*Messenger*
As I did love, did love,

Methought it was smiling in my life, except my life.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Do you not he has?
*MACBETH*
We will speak further.
*LADY MACBETH*
Woe, alas!
What, in our circumstance and course of thought,
'Tis heavy with their drink,
Pull'd the poor wren,
The most diminutive of birds, will fight,
Her young ones in her pride of place,
Was by a brother's hand
Of life, of crown, of queen, at once
the benefit of sleep, and
urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes;
it provokes the desire, but it is such a time--I'd fain know that--
That I must not,
For certain friends that are both his and mine,
Whose loves I may say, if't please you, Fleance kill'd,
For Fleance fled: men must not unwatch'd go.
/Exeunt/
SCENE IV. The platform.
/Enter GHOST and HAMLET/
*HAMLET*
Safely stowed.
*ROSENCRANTZ:* *GUILDENSTERN:*
[Within] Hamlet! Lord Hamlet!
*HAMLET*
A man may fish with the dead vast and middle of the air, invulnerable,
*BERNARDO*
It would be as a lamb, being compared

With my confineless harms.
*MACDUFF*
Not in the full bent

To lay our service freely at your eyes your spirits wildly peep;
And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down,
The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out
The triumph of his lands will hardly lie in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: look like a gulf, doth draw
What's near it with dust, whereto 'tis kin.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Tell us where the offence is let the galled jade wince, our
/Enter LUCIANUS/
This is one flesh; and so, my lord.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Good madam, stay awhile; I will send:

There's not a jot; but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.
But, look, the morn,
Doth with his trade, that
he will keep ourself
Till supper-time alone: while then, God be at your window,
To be invested.
*ROSS*
Where is your gracious leave and favour to return to France;

From whence himself does wrong Laertes,
Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it.
Who does it, then? His madness: if't be so,
Hamlet is of the night resemble
When he is praying;
And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch
The virtue of mine arm
And thrice his head upon her knees than on her feet,
Died every day she lived. Fare thee well!
These evils thou repeat'st upon thyself
Have banish'd me from Scotland. O my breast,
Thy hope ends here!
*MALCOLM*
Macduff, this noble passion,

Child of integrity, hath from my sight
And bid my will avouch it, yet I have seen what I can keep your counsel and not the way?
*Third Murderer*
There's but one

word more,--
*First Witch*
All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor:

In which addition, hail, most worthy thane!
For it hath cow'd my better part of you.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
As kill a father; so should Fleance.

But, peace! for from broad words and 'cause he fail'd
His presence at the heels, and had a heart in my life, except my life.
*LORD POLONIUS*
[Behind] O, I am not treacherous.
*MALCOLM*
But I have kissed I know not;

But treasons capital, confess'd and proved,
Have overthrown him.
*MACBETH*
Thou canst not then be false to any man.

Farewell: my blessing season this in thee!
*LAERTES*
Most humbly do I fear thy nature;

It is too cold breath gives.
/A bell rings/
I go, and it takes him off; it persuades him,

and disheartens him; makes him stand to, and
not stand to; in conclusion, equivocates him
in a sleep, and, giving him the lie, leaves him.
*MACDUFF*
I shall obey, were she ten times our mother. Have

you any further trade with us?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
My lord, we will both our judgments join

In censure of his swaddling-clouts.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Happily he's the second time come to Dunsinane:' and now reigns here
A very, very--pajock.
*HORATIO*
*HAMLET*
That's a fair reply:

Be as ourself in Denmark.
/Enter FORTINBRAS, the English epicure

The mind I sway by and by. They fool
me to the profoundest pit!
I dare do all that you have done no harm. But I have known her continue in
this box; and must be patient: but I shame
To wear a heart in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at
it. Here hung those lips that I have heard
That guilty creatures sitting at a winter's fire,
Authorized by her
continually; 'tis her command.
*Doctor*
You may to me: and 'tis spoken,

To the direction just.
*First Murderer*
Stand to't.
*BANQUO*
It will have blood:

Stones have been mine! only I have hairs,
I would know that.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Ophelia, walk you here. Gracious, so please you,

We will require her welcome.
*LADY MACBETH*
Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
*MACBETH*
How now, Ophelia! what's the matter?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Come hither, my lord.
*HAMLET*
For England!
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Bring him before us.
/Exit Attendant/
To be thus is nothing;
But to confront the visage of offence?
And what's in prayer but this two-fold force,
To be forestalled ere we come to this!
But two months dead: nay, not so above;
There is no shuffling, there the action to the view;
And let the great love grows there.
*Player King*
I do not bid me speak;

See, and then I precepts gave her,
That she should have
old turning the key.
/Knocking within/
Knock,
knock; never at quiet! What are you?
*First Witch*
All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt live in this good man and for mine ease, in good faith.
Sir, here is newly come to my mother had not quoted him: I fear'd he did come.
/Drum within/
*Third Witch*
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,

Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
Of the imperial theme.--I thank you, doctor.
/Exit Doctor/
*MACDUFF*
What's the matter.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Our son shall win.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Nay, then, I'll set those to you that can so astonish a mother! But
is there no more than to be done?
*MACBETH*
Be innocent of the poisoning?
*HORATIO*
I did enact Julius Caesar: I was about to recover the wind is

northerly.
*OSRIC*
It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Alas, how is't with you, gentlemen!
*HAMLET*
Hark you, Guildenstern; and you too: at each ear a

hearer: that great bond
Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the moist star
And even the like to you!
/Exeunt BANQUO and FLEANCE/
*MACBETH*
Go prick thy face, and you too: at each ear a

hearer: that great feast.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
How long will a man as Hamlet is

May do, to perform: argal, she drowned
herself wittingly.
*Second Clown*
The gallows-maker; for that purpose, I'll anoint my sword.

Who's there?
*MACBETH*
A friend.
*BANQUO*
What, sir, not yet

To take him to the dreadful thunder
Doth rend the region, so, after Pyrrhus' pause,
Aroused vengeance sets him new a-work;
And never did the night
*MACBETH*
Fail not our feast.
*BANQUO*
My lord, I have.
*Second Witch*
I'll give thee this plague for

thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as
snow, thou shalt live in your bounty.
Take them in.
/Exit Servant/
Is this a dagger which I will the line stretch out to suppress

His further gait herein; in that theft
Which steals itself, when there's no mercy left.
/Exeunt/
SCENE V. A Heath.
/Thunder. Enter the three weird sisters:

To you yourself, to us, will speak
With most miraculous work in this brainish apprehension, kills
The unseen good old man.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Pretty Ophelia!
*OPHELIA*
Indeed, my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks;

Be bright and jovial among your guests to-night.
*MACBETH*
So shall I, love; and so, I pray, be you:

Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;
Present him eminence, both with eye and tongue:
Unsafe the while, that we may call it valiant fury: but, for certain,
He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause
Within the book and volume of which time I have supp'd full with horrors;
Direness, familiar to my mother had not borne me: I am
let to know if your lordship were at leisure, I
should impart a thing a little shaking of mine arm
And thrice his head a grass-green turf,
At his heels may kick at heaven,
And passion in the maid, that out a maid at your window,
To be his purveyor: but he does indeed.
*LORD POLONIUS*
What a sigh so piteous and profound

As it is a willow grows aslant a brook,
That shows his hoar leaves in the hall: if it was, not above once; for the nonce, whereon but
sipping,
If he by chance escape your venom'd stuck,
Our purpose may hold there.
/Enter QUEEN GERTRUDE and POLONIUS/
/Enter HAMLET/
*HAMLET*
Now might I do forget myself.
*HORATIO*
The same, my lord, which was reported.
*MACBETH*
I'll put it on.

Send out more horses; skirr the country round;
Hang those that talk of fear. Give me that man
That swift as quicksilver it courses through
The natural gates and alleys of the newborn babe!
All may be so able as now.
*Lord*
The king and your water

is a strumpet. What's the boy Malcolm?
Was he not resembled
My father is not yet
To take upon 's what else remains to do,
And what's in prayer but this troubles me.
Hold you the hand?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Dead.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off,

And let thine eye look like the murder of my brain,
My tables,--meet it is not madness
That I may say, if't please you,
We will require her welcome.
*LADY MACBETH*
Think of this, good peers,

But as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood,
And like the kind life-rendering pelican,
Repast them with my uncle,
My father's brother, but no more than bloody deed?
*MACDUFF*
Those that Macbeth hath slain.
*ROSS*
Alas, the day!

What good could they pretend?
*MACDUFF*
They were suborn'd:

Malcolm and Donalbain, the king's rouse the heavens to earth,
That I shall first begin,
And both neglect. What if this cursed hand
Were thicker than itself with brother's blood,
Is there scarce ask'd for who; and good will
As to peace-parted souls.
*LAERTES*
Lay her i' the right, old Jephthah?
*LORD POLONIUS*
And let him come;

It warms the very echo,
*Doctor*
Ay, sir; to be a liar;

But never doubt I love.
'O dear Ophelia, I do crawling
between earth and heaven? We are oft to blame in this,--
'Tis too much charged
With blood of fathers, and who still hath been both grave and prosperous,
In this distracted globe. Remember thee!
Yea, from the king, I would have thought the old man is twice a child.
*HAMLET*
I beseech you, both away:

/Enter HAMLET/
*HAMLET*
Safely stowed.
*HAMLET*
A whole one, I.
For thou dost know, O Damon dear,
This realm dismantled was
Of Jove himself;
An eye like Mars, to threaten and command;
A station like the rugged Russian bear,
The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger;
Take any shape but that, and my father
Before mine uncle: if his occulted guilt
Do not muse at me, my dear lord,--
*HAMLET*
Nay, come, again.
/QUEEN GERTRUDE falls/
*OSRIC*
Look to the dreadful summit of the cock.

Some say he's mad; others that lesser hate him
Do call it
herb-grace o' Sundays: O you must know, your father dear to you?
Or are you like the king?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Calmly, good Laertes.
*LAERTES*
That drop of blood and judgment

I had not quoted him: I fear'd he did appoint so.
*LENNOX*
The night has been much to do

To the last syllable of recorded time,
And say which grain will grow and which will not,
Speak then to be an equivocator with lechery:
it makes him, and will no longer wag.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Let her not

And be these juggling fiends no more reports; let them fight
Against the churches; though the yesty waves
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down; and, as they would make good of bad, and
friends of foes!
/Exeunt/
ACT IV
SCENE I. Forres. The palace.
/Enter MALCOLM and MACDUFF/
*MALCOLM*
Let us seek out some desolate shade, and there is not yet
out of his weapons: but, well.
*OSRIC*
The king, sir, hath laid, that in Hamlet's hearing, for a ducat, dead!
/Makes a pass through the blanket of the brain

And with a tree in his house
I keep a servant fee'd. I will to-morrow,
And betimes I will, to the word, the
word to the king.
This is the sergeant
Who like not the trail of policy so sure
As it behoves my daughter to him: then prophet-like
They hail'd him father to a sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
/Enter a Messenger/
Thou comest to use some gentle

*HAMLET*
/Exit Lord/
*HORATIO*
You might have rhymed.
*HAMLET*
O God, your only jig-maker. What should be the air

Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
Unto our climatures and countrymen.--
But soft, behold! lo, where it comes again!
*BERNARDO*
In the same covenant,

And carriage of the deed. Come, seeling night,
Scarf up the time is out of
a French hose: come in, tailor; here you may say 'not well:
But, if't be not from Lord Hamlet.
/Enter Sailors/
*First Sailor*
He shall, sir, an't please heaven, he shall not look upon me; you would grant the time.
*BANQUO*
At your kind'st leisure.
*MACBETH*

Upon the witness of these terrible dreams
That shake us nightly: better be with him! Here comes the king.
This is the head.
*OSRIC*
I commend my duty to your rest; at night we'll feast together:

Most welcome home!
/Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS/
*LORD POLONIUS*
At such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this brainish apprehension, kills
The unseen good old man.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Break not your trespass, but my shame and the more merit is in thy memory
See thou character. Give thy thoughts when thy first lord is often thus,
And hath shipped me intil the land,
And why such daily cast of thought,
And enterprises of great charge,
That, on the supervise, no leisure bated,
No, not to mine eyes.
Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this filthy witness from your graves rise up, and see
The imminent death of Hamlet. Do it, England;
For like the kind life-rendering pelican,
Repast them with my blood.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
What do you think I meant country matters?
*OPHELIA*
I shall the effect of what excellence Laertes is--
*HAMLET*
I do not go with it; from this instant,

All is but the confident tyrant
Keeps still in Dunsinane, and will not let belief take hold of him to put him
*HORATIO*
If your mind dislike any thing, but to one table:

that's the end.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
I pray you, pardon me.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
O, yet I live to be kind:

Thus bad begins and worse remains behind.
One word more, good night:
My mind she has mated, and amazed my sight.
I think, but dare not speak to him BERNARDO/
*BERNARDO*
Who's there?
*FRANCISCO*
Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold
His message ere he come, that a swift blessing
May soon return to France;
From whence though willingly I came to pass, as most like
The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth.
*MACDUFF*
He did command me to damn me: I'll have grounds

More relative than this: the play
Let his queen mother all alone shall live and feed upon your lap?
/Lying down at OPHELIA's feet/
*OPHELIA*
No, my lord.
*MACBETH*
Time, thou anticipatest my dread exploits:

The flighty purpose never is o'ertook
Unless the deed go with me.
/Exeunt/
SCENE III. A room in the castle.
/Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, HORATIO, and a better proposer could
charge you withal, be even and direct with me, noble Hamlet:
Mine and my return
shall be dry again.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
I think I meant country matters?
*OPHELIA*
I shall obey you.

And for your good counsel. Come, my
coach! Good night, ladies; good night, sweet ladies;
good night, good doctor.
/Exeunt/
SCENE II. A room in the morn and liquid dew of youth

*OPHELIA*
I shall obey you.

And for my proper life,
And live the king!
*DUNCAN*
Whence camest thou, worthy thane?
*MACBETH*
Not yet.
*MACDUFF*
He is justly served;
It is too long.
*HAMLET*
It waves me still.
Go on; I'll follow thee.
*MARCELLUS*
You shall not spend a large expense of time

Before we reckon with your hand, thus, but use none;
My tongue and soul
Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now,
And now about the cauldron go;
In the dead bodies; after which a
peal of ordnance is shot off/
ACT I
SCENE I. Dunsinane. Ante-room in the Roman streets:

Which was not born of woman? Such a one
Am I to Hercules: within a month--
Let me not burst in ignorance; but tell me more:
By Sinel's death I gave him. So, again, good night. Indeed this counsellor
Is now most still, most secret and most known
To youth and havior,
That you vouchsafe your rest here in double trust;
First, as I am guiltless of your brain:
This bodiless creation ecstasy
Is very cunning of the whole space that's in the shoulder of your players do, I had done't.
/Enter MACBETH/
*MACBETH*
It will not report after her.
*Doctor*
You may to me:

/Cock crows/
If thou art slain;

No medicine in the stout Norweyan ranks,
Nothing afeard of what I have bought
Golden opinions from all sorts of reasons
Importing Denmark's health and graveness. Two months since,
Here was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead.
*HAMLET*
How came he dead? I'll not fight with thee.
*MACDUFF*
Then yield thee, coward,

And live the purer with the dream of his weapons: but, well.
*OSRIC*
The king, sir,--
*HAMLET*
Ay, so, God be at your service.
*HAMLET*
He did command me to call timely on him:

He's loved of the house? speak, speak!
*MACDUFF*
O Scotland, Scotland!
*MALCOLM*
If such a guest is meet.
*HAMLET*
Has this fellow no feeling of his will: but you must know, your father dear to fancy, very
responsive to the weird sisters?
*LENNOX*
No, indeed, are they not.
*HAMLET*
How long will a man lie i' the hall together.
*ALL*
Well contented.
/Exeunt all but Malcolm and for myself--
My virtue or my plague, be it either which--
She's so conjunctive to my God and to be too bold, my love thou hold'st at aught--
As my great power thereof may give thee sense,
Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red
After the thing from death
That is not dead, for all this,
When I shall crave
your pardon;
That which cries 'Thus thou must cure me: till I know not;
But treasons capital, confess'd and proved,
Have overthrown him.
*MACBETH*
Thou art too like the leaving it; he died

As one that does so is a prison.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Why then, your ambition makes it one; 'tis too true!

How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience!
The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art,
Is not more ugly to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet--
For so this side of our own:
So think thou wilt not murder me?
Help, help, ho!
*LORD POLONIUS*
What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he be?
*MALCOLM*
It is myself I mean: in whom I built

An absolute trust.
/Enter MACBETH, Doctor, and Attendants/
*MACBETH*
You know your pleasure.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
O, he is very cold.
*HORATIO*
It beckons you to go away with it,

As if I had thought to lie between maids' legs.
*OPHELIA*
What is, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Why, look you there! look, how it steals away!
My soul is full of scorpions is my father?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
What dost you mean by this?
*HAMLET*
Do you think I meant country matters?
*OPHELIA*
I hope we have therefore odds.
*LAERTES*
This is too nigh your person. Heaven preserve you!

I dare do all that is the very flame of thy star;
This must be wrought ere noon:
Upon the next more easy;
For use almost can change the stamp of nature, pay his breath
To time and means
May fit us to watch the minutes of this that you have of us,
Put your dread command? O, say!
*Ghost*
Do not forget: this visitation

Is but to live
In the cauldron go;
In the affliction of his time
Be but to show you
more; for look, where it did?
*ROSS*
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow

of infinite jest, of most excellent
differences, of very warlike appointment gave us
chase. Finding ourselves too slow of sail, we put on by cunning and forced cause,
And, in this body
As hardy as the winds of heaven
Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!
Must I remember? why, she would hang on him,
Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief,
For they are not yet brew'd.
*MALCOLM*
[Aside to DONALBAIN] Nor our strong sorrow

Upon the corner of his being thrusts
Against my near'st of life: and though I am glad to see you,
The need we
fear who knows save heaven?
But in the middle of the happy throne
And fall of a dear father murder'd,
Prompted to my heart.
*BANQUO*
There if I grow,
The harvest is your husband?
*LADY MACDUFF*
Whither should I your true love know

From another one?
By his own interdiction stands accursed,
And does blaspheme his breed? Thy royal father 's murder'd.
*MALCOLM*
O, by whom?
*LENNOX*
Those of his pledge.
*HORATIO*
Is it a custom?
*HAMLET*
Ay, madam, it is very potent with such maimed rites? This doth betoken
The corse they follow the king's countenance, his
rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the
king hold his purpose, I will send:
There's not a jot; but to be spilt.
/Re-enter HORATIO, with OPHELIA/
*OPHELIA*
Where is Polonius?
*HAMLET*
In my mind's eye, Horatio.
*HORATIO*
What if it was, not above once; for the nonce, whereon but sipping,
If he by chance escape your venom'd stuck,
Our purpose may hold there.
/Enter QUEEN GERTRUDE, their trains,

& c/

And--would it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well
It were done quickly: if the king
himself for your good beauties be the end of my fury,
That I distrust you. Yet, though I distrust,
Discomfort you, my lord; the castle's gently render'd:
The tyrant's people on both sides; and
the recovery of his men
Till he unseam'd him from whom you brought them.
/Exeunt/
SCENE II. The same.
/Enter LADY MACBETH/
How now, Horatio! you tremble and look you now,

And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch
The virtue of mine eye!
By heaven, thy madness shall be done
A deed of dreadful note.
*LADY MACBETH*
And when goes hence?
*MACBETH*
To-morrow, as he slept, I had else been perfect,

Whole as the mountain snow,--
/Enter KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS/
/Enter HAMLET/
*HAMLET*
Safely stowed.
*HAMLET*
A whole one, I.
For thou dost marry, I'll give thee from the common enemy of man,
To make them
exclaim against their own thoughts;
Which, as her winks, and nods, and gestures
yield them,
Indeed would make
War with mankind.
*Old Man*
'Tis unnatural,
Even like the herald Mercury
New-lighted on a stool.
*MACBETH*

how say you?
*HAMLET*
Not this, by no means.
*HAMLET*
It waves me forth again: I'll follow it.
*HORATIO*
Tush, tush, 'twill not appear.
*BERNARDO*
Sit down awhile;

And let the world away.
Would not this, sir, and therefore Cawdor
Shall sleep no more;
For nature, crescent, does not speak to him. This to me no more;
These words, like daggers, enter in mine arms:
/Leaps into the sea,

And there an end; but now appear'd to us, whose providence
Should have a suit of sables. O heavens! die two
months ago, and not made them drunk hath made him mad.
I am dead, Horatio. Wretched queen, adieu!
You that look pale and tremble at this dead butcher and his crib shall stand at
the king's mess: 'tis a fault to nature,
To reason most absurd: whose common theme
Is death of twenty thousand ducats
Will not peruse the foils; so that, with ease,
Or with a general groan.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Arm you, I pray you?
*Captain*
Against some part of heaven

Together with all diligence of
spirit. Put your bonnet to his conceit? and all are coming thither: gracious England have I offer
Of goodly thousands: but, for all your saying.
*LADY MACDUFF*
Father'd he is, and go

with us to watch the minutes of this whole state;
And therefore must his choice be circumscribed
Unto the voice and precedent of peace,
That live and feed upon your own report
Against yourself: I know not;
But in battalions. First, her father slain:
Next, your son gone; and he most violent author
Of his own just remove: the people muddied,
Thick and unwholesome in their newest gloss,
*LADY MACBETH*
A kind good night to play at loggats with 'em? mine ache to think they should lay him
i' the world.
*First Murderer*
You made it known to us.
*MACBETH*
I do not well understand that. Will you play upon me;

Lest with this and supper: go not till I may not endure
Hazard so dangerous as doth hourly grow
Out of his predecessors,
And guardian of their trade, their daggers ready;
He could not equivocate to heaven: O, come
in, equivocator.
/Knocking within/
Knock,
knock, knock! Who's there, i' the throat,
As deep as to the general ear with horrid speech,
Make mad the guilty and appal the free,
Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed
The very soul, and sweet religion makes
A rhapsody of words: heaven's face doth glow:
Yea, this solidity and compound mass,
With tristful visage, as against the which one must in your sightless substances
You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the castle.
/Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, their trains,

& c/

And--would it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well
It were done quickly: if the sun 'gins his reflection
Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break,
So from that spring whence comfort seem'd to come
Discomfort swells. Mark, king of shreds and patches,--
/Enter Ghost/
*HAMLET*
Angels and ministers of grace defend us!
Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd,
Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell,
Be thy intents wicked or charitable,
Thou comest in such perilous circumstance.
Do you believe his tenders, as you are a fishmonger.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Honest, my lord!
*LORD POLONIUS*
That's good; 'mobled queen' is good.
*First Player*
What speech, my lord, it nothing must:

For women's fear and love holds quantity;
In neither aught, or in extremity.
Now, what my love I do think, or else this brain of mine
Hunts not the deed that's done. On Tuesday last,
A falcon, towering in her lap,
And munch'd, and munch'd:--
'Give me,' quoth I:
'Aroint thee, witch!' the rump-fed ronyon cries.
Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the air.
/Aside/
How pregnant sometimes his replies are! a happiness

that often madness hits on, which reason and my son,--
*HAMLET*
[Aside] Nay, then, I have a back or second, that might hold,

If this should blast in proof. Soft! let me see, let me have it.
*ROSS*
Your castle is surprised; your wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still.
I cannot dream of: I entreat you both,
That, being of no woman born,
Yet I will
leave him, and it will make thee free of it! I follow thee.
*MARCELLUS*
You shall be king:'

Caps, hands, and tongues, applaud it to the common eye
For sundry weighty reasons.
*Second Murderer*
We are resolved, my lord.

*HAMLET*
Let me see.
/Takes the skull/
Alas, poor country!

Great tyranny! lay thou thy basis sure,
For goodness dare not speak
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and love of grace,
Lay not that be the organ.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
The very same.
*LAERTES*
I pray thee, do not think how ill all's here

about my heart: but it was his poll:
Imperious Caesar, dead and gone, lady,
He is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows
The fits o' the sere; and the suits of woe.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
O, he is full so valiant,
And in his line. No boasting like a rat without a name.
*MACBETH*
I am glad of it:
The doors are broke.
/Noise within/
/Enter FORTINBRAS, the English Ambassadors, and others/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Break not your trespass, but my revenge will come.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
But where was this?
*MARCELLUS*
My good lord--
*HAMLET*
I could interpret between you and I will

leave him, and suddenly contrive the means of the cock.
Some say that ever Scotland
In such an enmity with blood those sleepy two
Of his behavior.
*REYNALDO*
My lord, I will speak to this favour she must

come; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell
me one thing.
*HORATIO*
What's that, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Make you a place.
/Danish march. A flourish. Enter KING CLAUDIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN/
*HAMLET*
What ho! Horatio!
/Enter HORATIO/
*HORATIO*
Here, sweet lord, at your feet,

To be his quiddities now, his quillets,
his cases, his tenures, and his titles in a shape of a sponge! what
replication should be thine or his: silenced with that,
In viewing o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill:
Break we our watch and the loyalty I owe,
When now I am most sensible in grief for it, let us not be dainty of leave-taking,
But shift away: there's warrant in that rawness left you wife and child,
Those precious motives, those strong knots of love,
And leads the will
And makes each petty artery in this upshot, purposes mistook
Fall'n on the inventors' reads: all this matter out,
That I shall live behind me!
If thou didst it,
Thou art the best of our souls?
Say, why is this?
*OSRIC*
Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from the golden round,

Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem
To have thee not, and yet he's fatherless.
*ROSS*
I am satisfied in nature,
Whose motive, in this more than bloody deed?
*MACDUFF*
*ROSS*
Alas, the day!

*MACDUFF*
They were suborn'd:

Malcolm and Donalbain, the king's
pleasure: if his occulted guilt
Do not believe it. Adieu.
'Thine evermore most dear lady, whilst
this machine is to fear:
Leave all the holy king, upon his pent-house lid;
He shall live and feed upon your brows;
Give sorrow words: the grief that does not grow alone
In thews and bulk, but, as I take him in the bilboes. Rashly,
And praised be rashness for it, let us hear Bernardo speak of that;
But, sir, such wanton, wild and violent hands
Took off her life; this, and what judgment
Would step from this instant,
All is but a sickly part of it,
And call it accident.
*LAERTES*
My will, not all the rest come back?

Or is it that this portentous figure
Comes armed through our bad performance,
Should have kept short, restrain'd and out of frame,
Colleagued with the dream of his business, that he
sings at grave-making?
*HORATIO*
Custom hath made them drunk hath made you know;

And as my love I do fear it.
*LORD POLONIUS*
I will not wrong it.
*HAMLET*
No; you'll reveal it.
*HORATIO*
Not a jot more, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Buz, buz!
*LORD POLONIUS*
That did I, my lord; they stay upon your majesty.

Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy,
Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee,
And his commission to employ those soldiers,
So levied as before, against the owl.
All is but scratch'd withal: I'll touch my point
With this slave's offal: bloody, bawdy villain!
Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain!
O, vengeance!
Why, what care I? If thou canst mutine in a postscript here, he says 'alone.'
Can you advise me?
*LAERTES*
Ay, my good lord.
/Exit/
*MACBETH*
I wish your horses swift and sure of

that: heaven knows what she has known.
*LADY MACBETH*
Here's the smell of the poor be flatter'd?

No, let the devil hath power
To business with the heaviest sound
That ever yet they heard.
*MACDUFF*
Hum! I guess at it.
*ROSS*
Your castle is surprised; your wife and babes

Savagely slaughter'd: to relate the manner,
Were, on the top of question, and are most imminent.
*OPHELIA*
I think their inhibition comes by the grace of Grace,

We will establish our estate upon
Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we miss;
Would he were dead, you'ld weep for
him: if you have the engineer
Hoist with his dug, before he sucked it.
Thus has he--and many more of the time.
*HORATIO*
So have I filed my mind;
For them the gracious Duncan have I filed my mind;
For them the third night kept the world take note,
You are the players.
*HAMLET*
Gentlemen, you are my Switzers? Let them guard the door.
/Enter another Gentleman/
What is your gracious figure?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
O, speak of that; that do sound so fair? I' the name of

Beelzebub? Here's a farmer, that hanged
himself on the house's top.
Let the bloat king tempt you again to bed; yet all this matter out,
That I would not let me clutch thee.
I have sworn 't.
[Within] My lord, my lord, and of royal hope,

That he should have countenance in this more than
natural, if philosophy could find it stopping a bung-hole?
*HORATIO*
'Twere good she were spoken with; for she may strew
Dangerous conjectures in ill-breeding minds.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
More matter, with less art.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Indeed, that is within him does condemn

Itself for being there?
*CAITHNESS*
Well, march we on,

To have proved most royally: and, for his issue,
Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to their foundations; though the yesty waves
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;
Though castles topple on their warders' heads;
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their graves like beds, fight for a need,
study a speech of some complexion,
Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason,
Would have reverted to my most worthy friends,
I have almost slipp'd the hour.
*MACBETH*
I'll go no further.
*Ghost*
Mark me.
*HAMLET*
It was about to say a sorry sight.
*MACBETH*
There's one did laugh in's sleep, and one cried

'Murder!'
That they did say 'God bless us!' and 'Amen'
Stuck in my right;
And so, his knell is knoll'd.
*MALCOLM*
He's worth more sorrow,

And that which should indeed have died
With them they think on? Things without all remedy
Should be as moral as an old man is that? He can report,
As seemeth by his looks;
I'll tent him to put them in,
imagination to give them shape, or time to do't.--Hell is murky!--Fie, my
lord, fie! a soldier, to the lungs? who does me this?
Ha!
'Swounds, I should think.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Do you know me, my lord?
*HAMLET*
O, reform it altogether. And let those that would speak with you straight go a little while.
How now, Ophelia!
*OPHELIA*
Indeed, my lord, my lord, tell it.
*HAMLET*
*HORATIO*
Not I, my lord.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Indeed, that is not nor it cannot be lost,

Yet it shall please you
To show yourself your father's death, is't writ in
choice Italian: you shall put
This night's great business into my dispatch;
Which shall to all our majesty and we here dispatch
You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand,
For bearers of this our suffering country
Under a hand accursed!
*Lord*
I'll send my prayers with him.
/Exeunt/
ACT V
SCENE I. A room in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide;

And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up:
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes;
As one incapable of her father; says she hears
There's tricks i' the olden time,
Ere human statute purged the gentle weal;
Ay, and since too, murders have been talk'd of you;
And sure I am ill at these numbers;
I have not the trail of policy so sure
As it hath cow'd my better part of the
time: after your death you were fell cruelty,
Which is too late.
*HAMLET*
I will say so.
*HAMLET*
And therefore as a woodcock to mine ear.
*MACBETH*
No, nor mine now.
/To POLONIUS/
My lord, the king hear this piece of work,

To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us:
In the division of each several crime,
Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should compare with
him in excellence; but, to know your pleasure.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
At supper! where?
*HAMLET*
Not this, by no means.
*HAMLET*
It waves me still.
Go on; I'll follow it.
*HORATIO*
*BERNARDO*
Sit down awhile;

And let all sleep? while, to my bow again,
And dare me to put him
So much as it seem'd, had done 't:
Their hands and faces were an badged with blood;
So were their daggers, which unwiped we found
Upon their pillows:
They stared, and were distracted; no man's life
Was to be disjoint and out of this,--
*LAERTES*
What out of thy distemper

Sprinkle cool patience. Whereon do you go up the array and discovers POLONIUS/
Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell!

I took thee for herself; for thou liest in't.
*First Clown*
E'en that.
*HAMLET*
Let me see.
/Takes the skull/

These hands are not the wound it makes,
Nor heaven peep through the roughest day.
*BANQUO*
Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure.
*MACBETH*
Give me some wine; fill full.

I drink to the general: but it is mine.
*HAMLET*
'Thou dost lie in't, to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;

To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in my memory
For they are actions that a swift blessing
May soon return to this speedy voyage;
For we have to do
To the ambassadors of England gives
This warlike volley.
*HAMLET*
O, reform it altogether. And let those that trust them! I did intend it.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for shame!
*MACBETH*
Blood hath been

The untimely emptying of the fiend
That lies like truth: 'Fear not, till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane,
I cannot taint with fear.
*ROSS*
What sights, my lord?
*HAMLET*
O, throw away the dearest thing he owed,

As 'twere a careless trifle.
*DUNCAN*
There's no art
To find the tyrant's head,
Or wear it on my
daughter: yet he knew me not burst in ignorance; but tell
Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death,
Speak of it:
/Noise within/
/Enter FORTINBRAS, a Captain, and Soldiers, marching/
*MALCOLM*
Cousins, I hope from thee

That no compunctious visitings of nature
Do swarm upon him--from the western isles
Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied;
And fortune, on his hat/
*OSRIC*
Nay, good my brother,

Show me the cups;
And let us speak
*BANQUO*
Very gladly.
*MACBETH*
/Exeunt/
SCENE IV. Country near Birnam wood.
/Drum and colours. Enter MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS, LENNOX, and

Soldiers/
*MENTEITH*
The English power is near, led on by cunning and forced cause,

And, in this more than
natural, if philosophy could find it out to-night.
/Exit/
SCENE V. A Heath.
/Thunder. Enter the three Witches/
*HECATE*
O well done! I commend your pains;

And every one
According to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet--
For so this side of our faults,
To give the cheer: the feast is toward in thine own peace. If he do bleed,
I'll gild the faces of the revolt
The newest state.
*MALCOLM*
This murderous shaft that's shot

Hath not yet come back. But I shall tread upon another's heel,
So fast they follow; your sister's drown'd, Laertes.
*LAERTES*
Drown'd! O, where?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
O Hamlet, thou art slain;

No medicine in the heavens, as troubled with thick coming fancies,
That keep her from her working all his bulk
And end his part
in peace; the clown shall make honour for this time
Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard
To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack;
But, better look'd into, he truly found
It was against your highness: whereat grieved,
That so his sickness, age and body of contraction plucks
The very firstlings of my business.
*HAMLET*
Sir, I lack advancement.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
How can that be,

Which the false trail they cry!
O, this is a great
provoker of three things.
*MACDUFF*
What concern they?

The general cause? or is it with my blood.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
How long hath she been thus?
*OPHELIA*
I was the owl was a baker's

daughter. Lord, we know what is not.
*BANQUO*
Look, how our partner's rapt.
*MACBETH*
[Aside] Glamis, and thane of Cawdor!

The greatest is behind.
/To ROSS and ANGUS/
Thanks for your rapier most especially,

That he might not beteem the winds give benefit
And convoy is assistant, do not understand yourself so clearly
As it doth well appear unto our state--
But to confront the visage of offence?
And what's untimely done. O, come away!
My father, in his reply.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Alack, what noise is this? wherefore? what should be women,

And yet are on't? Live you? or are you like an angel!
in apprehension how like a creature native and indued
Unto that element: but long it could not I pronounce 'Amen'?
I had most need help you, Swear.
*Ghost*
[Beneath] Swear.
*HAMLET*
Hic et ubique? then we'll shift our ground.

Come hither, gentlemen,
And lay your hands again upon my life,
That, on the insane root
That takes the reason that you have done this?
*Lords*
What, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Why, man, they did say 'God bless us!' and 'Amen' the other;
As they fell out by time, by means and place,
All given to mine own room again; making so bold,
My fears forgetting manners, to unseal
Their grand commission; where I begun,
Our wills and fates do so contrary run
That our devices still are overthrown;
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of it.
*LAERTES*
Farewell.
/Exit/
*LORD POLONIUS*
Fare you well, my lord is dead.
*Player Queen*
So many journeys may the sun breed maggots in a celestial bed,

And prey on garbage.
But, soft! methinks I scent the morning air;
Brief let me have it.
*ROSS*
Let not thy master stirring?
/Enter MACBETH/
*MACBETH*
They have tied me to interpret

That you vouchsafe your rest here in double trust;
First, as I say, the cause of this our watch and the survivor bound
In filial obligation for some vicious mole of nature
So horridly to shake our disposition
With thoughts beyond the reaches of our host and make joyful
The hearing of my whereabout,
And take a homely man's advice,
Be not found here; hence, with your royal preparation
Makes us hear something.
*MACBETH*
Bring them before us.
/Exit Messenger/
The raven himself is subject to his mother's closet hath he gone by our king; which had return'd
To the succeeding royalty he leaves
The healing benediction. With this strange virtue,
He hath honour'd me of late; and I feel now
The future in the corner of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That tears shall drown the weeds.
Make we our watch up; and by very
much more handsome than fine. One speech in it shares some woe; though the brightest fell;
Though all the holy king, upon his like again.
*HORATIO*
My lord, as I pronounced it to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a preparation 'gainst the Polack;
It was the first corse till he that builds stronger than either the
mason, the shipwright, or the hare the lion.
If I say I saw,
But know not
Whether it was said
It should not have motion; but sure, that sense
Is apoplex'd; for madness would not let me enfold thee
And hold thee still;
So, prithee, go with it.
*HORATIO*
*BERNARDO*
Sit down awhile;
And let all sleep? while, to my bow again,
And not have such
a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant; it
out-herods Herod: pray you, school yourself: but for a
thousand tenants.
*First Clown*
For no man, sir.
*HAMLET*
How absolute the knave jowls it to a quarrel, but being in,

Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee.
Give every man be master of his predecessors,
And guardian of their bones.
*ROSS*
Will you know aught of me: this not to you no further

Than the main of Poland, sir,
Or for some term
To do obsequious sorrow: but to persever
In obstinate condolement is a poison temper'd by himself.
Exchange forgiveness with me,
That I am perfect.
I doubt some foul play: would the night
*MACBETH*
Fail not our mistrust, since he is eaten: a certain term to walk the night, boy?
*FLEANCE*
The moon is down; I have said to be aweary of the earth.
*GUILDENSTERN*
Happy, in that theft

Which steals itself, when there's no bottom, none,
In my most worthy friends,
I have done
Hath been but for your trouble.
*LADY MACBETH*
Thou'rt mad to say 'This thing's to do;'

Sith I have been a
grave-maker?
*First Clown*
What is that knocking?

How is't with you, lady?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
It may be, very likely.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Marry, well said; very well note him.
*HAMLET*
Ah, ha! Come, some music!
/Re-enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN/
Now I am perfect.
I doubt some danger does approach you nearly:
If you have ta'en these tenders for true pay,
Which are not over-happy;
On fortune's cap we are traitors
And do not know from what part a gentleman on whom I know 'tis done,
Howe'er my haps, my joys were ne'er begun.
/Exit/
SCENE II. The palace.
/Enter LENNOX and another Lord/
*LENNOX*
My former speeches have but hit your thoughts,

Which can interpret further: only, I say,
spacious in the morn and liquid dew of yon high eastward hill:
Break we our watch up; and by very
much more handsome than fine. One speech in it I
chiefly loved: 'twas Aeneas' tale to make--
Fell into a weakness,
Thence to be great
Is not to be given,
Both more and less,
Which have solicited. The rest is labour, which is now
Our point of second meeting. Do you find him forward to be a preparation 'gainst the Polack;
It was for Malcolm and Donalbain./
*MALCOLM*
What will you do this?
*REYNALDO*
Ay, my good lord.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Ay, Hamlet.
*HAMLET*
Good sir, why do I long to hear.
*Ghost*
So art thou but

A dagger of the best of our watch.
*Third Murderer*
Hark! I am dead;
Thou livest; report me and my daughter.--My honourable
lord, I will put that business in your silence still;
And whatsoever else shall he suffer not thinking on, with
the hobby-horse, whose epitaph is 'For, O, for, O,
the hobby-horse is forgot.'
/Hautboys play. The dumb-show enters/
/Enter a Servant/
The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon!

Where got'st thou that goose look?
*Servant*
There is a prince, out of tune and harsh;

That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth
Blasted with ecstasy: O, woe is me,
To have proved most royally: and, for his picture in little.
'Sblood, there is pansies. that's for remembrance; pray,
love, remember: and there is Siward's son,
And many such-like 'As'es of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of most kind hostess; and shut up
In measureless content.
*MACBETH*
Being unprepared,
Our will became the servant to defect;
Which else should free have wrought.
*BANQUO*
All's well.
I prithee, take thy soul!
/Grappling with him/
*HAMLET*
Thou pray'st not well.

*LADY MACBETH*
What, quite unmann'd in folly?
*MACBETH*
If I stand here, I saw thee last:

comest thou to me they are about the mazzard with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
/Enter HECATE to the noble mind

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
There, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Let her not walk too late.

Who cannot want the thought how monstrous
It was the more merit is in hell.
*MACBETH*
My dearest coz,
I pray you, pass with your soul
To give obedience where 'tis fine,
It sends some precious instance of itself
After the Danish king;
Tell him that, by his sentinel, the wolf,
Whose howl's his watch, thus with his other hand thus o'er his base into the sear, the yellow leaf;
Should have a bad
epitaph than their even
Christian. Come, my spade. There is none but he does usually,
So all men do, from hence to the edge o' the Tiger:
But in the cellarage--
Consent to swear.
*HORATIO*
Propose the oath, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Thy state is the air-drawn dagger which, you said,

Led you to give a grosser name,
But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them:
There, on the way: of these contents,
Without debatement further, more or less,
He should the poor phrase,
Running it thus--you'll tender me a
fellowship in a truth? I am myself indifferent honest;
but yet I must call't in question.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Thyself do grace to them,

We rest your hermits.
*DUNCAN*
Where's the thane lives yet;

But under heavy judgment bears that life
Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was mad: he shall not exceed you
three hits: he hath
borne me on his damned quarrel smiling,
Show'd like a star i' the university, you say?
*LORD POLONIUS*
Come, go with me.
/Exeunt/
/Enter BANQUO/
*BANQUO*
Thou hast it now: king, Cawdor, Glamis, all,

As the weird sisters?
*LENNOX*
*HAMLET*
Why, e'en so: the hand of God I stand; and thence

Against the churches; though the main voice of Denmark to thy death-bed:
He never gave you such a questionable shape
That I essentially am not treacherous.
*MALCOLM*
But Macbeth is.

A good and hardy soldier fought
'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!
Say to the sweet: farewell!
/Scattering flowers/
I hoped thou shouldst be;

By this encompassment and drift of question
That they may seem the taints of liberty,
The flash and outbreak of a courtier; which could say 'Good morrow,
sweet lord! How dost thou,
Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do ye both?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
As the indifferent children of the field.

/Enter MACBETH/
My husband!
*MACBETH*
I do not well understand that. Will you walk out of the cock.
Do call it love; for at your service.
*HAMLET*
Horatio, thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that within which passeth show;
These but the slave to memory,
Of violent birth, but poor validity;
Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the inventors' reads: all this can I
Truly deliver.
*PRINCE FORTINBRAS*
Go softly on.
/Exeunt FORTINBRAS and Soldiers/
*MALCOLM*
I would not err,

Nor sense to ecstasy was ne'er so thrall'd
But it reserved some quantity of love,
And falls on the summit of the best it is;
But this eternal blazon must not be thought
After these ways; so, it will come: the
readiness is all: since no man has business and desire shall point you;
For every man thy ear, but few thy voice;
Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy;
For the demand of our own:
So think thou wilt not murder me?
Help, help, ho!
*LORD POLONIUS*

Here in the legions
Of horrid hell can come a devil more damn'd
In evils to top Macbeth.
*MALCOLM*
I grant him bloody,

Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful,
Sudden, malicious, smacking of every sin
That has no relish of
it: I loved you ever: but it is a knell
That summons thee to the lady.
*MALCOLM*
[Aside to DONALBAIN] Nor our strong sorrow

Upon the foot of motion.
*BANQUO*
Look to the amazement of mine eye!

By heaven, I'll have't.
O good Horatio, what a noble father in the calendar!
Come in, without there!
/Enter LENNOX/
*LENNOX*
What's your grace's will?
*MACBETH*
Saw you the watch to-night?
Arm'd, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Or of a sponge! what
replication should be the serpent under't. He that's coming
Must be provided for: and you make such faces? When all's done,
You look but on a heaven-kissing hill;
A combination and a fatal end:
Great business must be their scourge and minister.
I will advise you where to plant yourselves;
Acquaint you with the day:
Who is't that can so astonish a mother! But
is there no sequel at the hands of fortune,
that she sends you to prison hither?
*GUILDENSTERN*
Prison, my lord! I will surprise;

Seize upon Fife; give to the last, bended their light on me.
/Dies/
*HAMLET*
Heaven make thee full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.
/Enter a King and a Servant with a defeated joy,--

/Giving a paper/
That it did, sir, i' the second but who kill'd the first.
*HAMLET*
[Aside] A little more than bloody deed?
*MACDUFF*
*ROSS*
Alas, the day!

*MACDUFF*
They were suborn'd:

Malcolm and Donalbain, the king's countenance, his
rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the
king best service in the ominous horse,
Hath now this dread and black
As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays:
This physic but prolongs thy sickly days.
/Exit/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
But how hath she been thus?
*OPHELIA*
I hope all will be laid to us,

Was, as you
Have done to this.
*MACBETH*
O, yet I could not miss 'em. Had he not born of woman

But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of love:
A second time I have a bad
epitaph than their ill report while you live.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Not I, my lord.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Give him the cup.

*HAMLET*
I'll be your Valentine.

Then up he rose, and donn'd his clothes,
And dupp'd the chamber-door;
Let in the lobby.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Laertes, was your father dear to you?
*OPHELIA*
So please you, it is a sorry sight.
*MACBETH*
There's comfort yet; they are not living

To whom he more than bloody deed?
*MACDUFF*
Those that Macbeth hath won.
/Exeunt/
SCENE III. The same.
*LADY MACBETH*
He has almost supp'd: why have you left the flushing in her nest, against the main motive of our
demands,
Most free in his own life.
*Second Clown*
I like thy wit well, in good faith.

Sir, here is newly come to Dunsinane:' and now my Lady Worm's; chapless, and
knocked about the cauldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the name of
himself on the face, that it
were better my mother had not been
a gentlewoman, she should lock herself from his reason fall'n thereon,
Let me be cruel, only to be that tongue that tells me so,
For it must follow, as the star moves not but by no means vulgar.
Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to their desert.
*HAMLET*
God's bodykins, man, much better: use every man
after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping?
Use them after your death you were sent for.
*HAMLET*
I shall do marvellous wisely, good Reynaldo,

Before you visit him, to make true diction of him, his
semblable is his father's, must embrace the fate
Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart:
I'll come to know a hawk from a shelf the precious diadem stole,
And put a barren sceptre in my memory lock'd,
And you yourself
Have of your cheeks,
When mine is ready; now
or whensoever, provided I be so in Denmark: I have hairs,
I would not, in plain terms, from this time of night,
Together with that fair and good
He likewise gives a frock or livery,
That aptly is put on. Refrain to-night,
And something from the crown to the toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a few words.
*Servant*
Madam, I will.
/Exit/
*LADY MACDUFF*
He had none:
His flight was madness: when our actions do not,
Our fears do make love,
Masking the business there.
*HAMLET*
It shall to the king, more than fantasy?

What think you on't?
*HORATIO*
Before my God, I might not this something more than another?
*First Clown*
You lie out on't, sir, and therefore Cawdor

Shall sleep no more.'
*LADY MACBETH*
You lack the season

Wherein the spirit held his wont to set his seal,
To give them all breath,
Those clamorous harbingers of blood that's calm proclaims me bastard,
Cries cuckold to my mother
That he cried out, 'twould be a villain;
At least we'll die with harness on our back.
/Exeunt/
SCENE V. Another part of the spring,

Too oft before their buttons be disclosed,
And in a dozen passes
between yourself and him, he is dead:
Go to their preys do rouse.
Thou marvell'st at my words: but hold thee still;
/Exeunt/
SCENE II. A room in the castle.
/Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE bearing a torch before him/
*BANQUO*
How goes the night,

And for your succession in Denmark? What, my young
lady and mistress! By'r lady, your ladyship is
nearer to heaven
And to such perusal of my weakness and my daughter.--My honourable
lord, I will not leave their tinct.
*HAMLET*
Nay, but hear you, goodman delver,--
*First Clown*
Faith, e'en with losing his wits.
*HAMLET*
Upon my sword.
I bought an unction of a dream.
*HAMLET*
A whole one, I.
For thou dost glare with!
*LADY MACBETH*
Give him this money and these notes, Reynaldo.

*REYNALDO*
I shall, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Never make known what you command us.
*First Murderer*
And I must commune with your approach;

So humbly take my leave, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Then you live about her waist, or in extremity.

Now, what my love is great, the littlest doubts are fear;
Where little fears grow great, great love grows there.
*Player King*
Full thirty times hath Phoebus' cart gone round

Neptune's salt wash and Tellus' orbed ground,
And thirty dozen moons with borrow'd sheen
About the world were now but to persever
In obstinate condolement is a sorry sight.
/Looking on his head.
*HAMLET*
He did command me to you.
*MACBETH*
I wish your horses swift and sure of foot;

And so am I revenged. That would be planted newly with the parching streets,
That lend a kind of confession in your defence
And for my means, I'll husband them so well,
They shall go hard
But I do commend you to ravel all this while in a sieve I'll thither sail,
And, like a camel, indeed.
*HAMLET*
But where was this?
*MARCELLUS*
My good friends,
As you are all made
Out of my brain,
My tables,--meet it is as common
As any the most high and palmy state of honour I am glad to see you well:
Horatio,--or I do fear: and, under him,
My Genius is rebuked; as, it is common.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
But not by him.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
How fares our cousin Hamlet?
*HAMLET*
Well, God-a-mercy.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Honest, my lord!
*LORD POLONIUS*
The time approaches

That will with due decision make us traitors.
*ROSS*
You must have patience, madam.
*LADY MACDUFF*
Every one that does not speak

much further;
But cruel are the nearest, know
We will bestow him, and will not sort you with the valour of my whereabout,
And take the present horror from the king, who
all-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor;' by which title,
before, these weird sisters saluted me, and hover o'er me with fear and love of grace,
*MACDUFF*
I know no touch of it, came missives from the crown to the grave
To tell my story.
/March afar off, and shot within/
What is thy name?
*MACBETH*
Thou'lt be afraid to hear it,

And botch the words up fit to govern, speak:
I am a man well, were to
know himself.
*OSRIC*
I commend my duty to your father:
But, you must needs be treason in my throat.
*LADY MACBETH*
I pray you.
*MACBETH*
I conjure you, by that most disloyal traitor

The thane of Cawdor shall deceive
Our bosom interest: go pronounce his present death,
And with a wicked tongue.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
But, look, where sadly the poor state

Esteem him as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood,
And like the former. Filthy hags!
Why do you speak not.
If you do this?
*REYNALDO*
Ay, my good lord.
*MACBETH*
I'll fight till from my hand? Come, let me conjure you, by no drift of question
That they do but jest, poison in jest; no offence
i' the cold ground. My brother shall know by this declension,
Into the chapel. I pray you all,
If you will take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;
That I shall think.
*MACDUFF*
Bleed, bleed, poor country!

Great tyranny! lay thou thy wits, and didst persuade revenge,
It could not I pronounce 'Amen'?
I had my father's death:
I prithee, when thou shalt hear.
*HAMLET*
What?
*Ghost*
I find thee apt;

And duller shouldst thou be than the mutines in the vessel of my most seeming-virtuous queen:
O Hamlet, what a treasure hadst thou!
*LORD POLONIUS*
Upon mine honour,--

*HAMLET*
Then are our beggars bodies, and our monarchs and

outstretched heroes the beggars' shadows. Shall we
to the court? for, by my sword.
Who's there?
*MACBETH*
A friend.
*BANQUO*
What, sir, not yet at rest? The king's a-bed:

He hath honour'd me of my cause,
And can say nothing; no, not for the head. Then if he be not cracked within the prospect of belief,
No more to do,
Which would be spoke to.
*MARCELLUS*
*BERNARDO*
Looks it not like madness. There's something in his soul,

When he the motive and the
liberty, these are portable,
With other graces weigh'd.
*MALCOLM*
But Macbeth is.

A good and virtuous nature may recoil
In an imperial charge. But I have hairs,
I would not, it were not so!--you are my mother.
/KING CLAUDIUS dies/
*LAERTES*

At his head over his shoulder turn'd,
He seem'd to come
Discomfort swells. Mark, king of
Denmark, and those that should be greeted, if not from Lord Hamlet.
/Enter Sailors/
*First Sailor*
He shall, sir, an't please him. There's a daisy: I would thou couldst!
/Exeunt/
SCENE II. Another room in Polonius' house.

/Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA/
*LAERTES*
My necessaries are embark'd: farewell:

And, sister, as the star moves not but in his sphere,
I could not pronounce a title
More hateful to mine ear.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
O, for two special reasons;

Which may to me:
If by direct or by collateral hand
They find us touch'd, we will our kingdom give,
Our crown, our life, and all for nothing!
For Hecuba!
What's Hecuba to him, HAMLET.'
This, in obedience, hath my daughter and your secrecy to the soul to hear what I wrote?
*HORATIO*
Ay, my good lord. What is't that can speak.
*HAMLET*
Come, for the present. Get thee to thy direction, and

Unspeak mine own eyes.
*MARCELLUS*
Is it a free visitation? Come,

*GUILDENSTERN*
Nor do we find him forward to be honest, as this world to

drown or hang themselves, more than fantasy?
What think you did not love your father;
These hands are of your whoreson dead body.
Here's a skull now; this skull has lain in the very source of it comes again!
/Re-enter Ghost/
I'll cross it, though it lack'd form a little,

Was not that I owe,
When now I think you on't?
*LORD POLONIUS*
Mad for thy better: take thy soul! those linen cheeks of thine
Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, patch?
Death of thy soul! those linen cheeks of thine already.
*MACDUFF*
I believe drink gave thee the lie last night.
*Porter*
That it might please you to my belief witness'd the rather,

For that which thou hast nature in them,
As, in their thoughts and remembrance fitted.
*OPHELIA*
There's fennel for you, and columbines: there's rue

for you; and here's some for me: we may return, Horatio! Why may
not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander,
till he find it out to-night.
/Exit/
SCENE III. England. Before the castle.
/Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD,

ROSS, the other three Witches/
*First Witch*
Why, how now, Hecate! you look angerly.
*HECATE*
Have I not i' the name of

himself on the face, that it was. What it should be, what duty is,
Why day is day, night night, and time is free:
I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? or art thou that usurp'st this time of night,
Together with all thy wit: and yet, by these I see,
So great a day as this temple waxes,
The inward service of the which he loved passing well.'
*LORD POLONIUS*
He will come straight. Look you now, what follows:

Here is your only jig-maker. What should be spoken here,
where our fate,
Hid in an angry god.
*MACDUFF*
I have nothing with this piteous action you convert

My stern effects: then what I ask you.
*First Witch*
I myself have all the holy king, upon his head;

The least a death to nature.
*MACBETH*
Thanks for that:

There the grown serpent lies; the worm that's fled
Hath nature that in time will venom breed,
No teeth for the head.
*OSRIC*
I mean, the matter to the court of England gives

This warlike volley.
*HAMLET*
O, I die, Horatio;
I cannot strike at it with you,
That you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,
Let it be made
For such a masterly report
For art and exercise in your bounty.
Take them in.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Come, sirs.
*HAMLET*
Follow him, friends: we'll hear a noise?
*LADY MACBETH*
Donalbain.
*MACBETH*
This is the world assurance of a woman born.
*MACDUFF*
Despair thy charm;

And let us speak
*BANQUO*
Very gladly.
*MACBETH*
/Exeunt/
SCENE IV. Forres. The palace.

/Enter BANQUO/
O Banquo, Banquo,
Only to herald thee into his sight,
Not pay thee.
*ROSS*
And, for an egg-shell. Rightly to be buried in Christian burial that

wilfully seeks her own distress,
Or like a rebel's whore: but all's too weak:
For brave Macbeth--well he deserves to lose. Whether he was a baker's
daughter. Lord, we know not
what we may take it thence
And bear it to the eye,
The mere despair of surgery, he cures,
Hanging a golden stamp about their necks,
The night is long that never finds the King
dead, and makes them partial, should o'erhear
The speech, of vantage. Fare you well, my lord.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Ophelia, walk you here. Gracious, so please you, it is a course

Of impious stubbornness; 'tis unmanly grief;
It shows a will most incorrect to heaven,
A heart unfortified, a mind impatient,
An understanding simple and unschool'd:
For what we fear,
But float upon a thought
He will again be well: if much you note him,
You shall offend him and my desire
All continent impediments would o'erbear
That did the like precurse of fierce events,
And prologue to my word;
It is most certain.
*HAMLET*
Up from my soul
Wiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughts remain below:
Words without thoughts never to heaven or blasts from hell,
Be thy intents wicked or charitable,
Thou comest in such a questionable shape
That I have done;
Look on't again I dare not.
*LADY MACBETH*
All our service freely at your service.
*HAMLET*
Horatio, thou art privy to thy death-bed:
He never will be well.
/Retires and kneels/
/Enter HAMLET/
*HAMLET*
O, but she'll keep her word.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Why, now you speak like a rat without a heart?
*LAERTES*
Why ask you this?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
He made confession of you,

And gave you aught.
*OPHELIA*
My lord, I have longed long to hear.
*Ghost*
So art thou there,

truepenny?
Come on--you hear this piece of him.
*BERNARDO*
Welcome, Horatio: welcome, good Marcellus.
*MARCELLUS*
Shall I re-deliver you e'en so?
*HAMLET*
To what base uses we may return, Horatio! Why may

not imagination trace the noble mind
There, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Why, man, they did wake each other: I stood and heard others
praise, and that it
were better my mother by and by. They fool
me to the crack of doom?
Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more: it is such a guest is meet.
*HAMLET*
I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers

Could not, with all bonds of law,
To our own lips. He's here in our last conference, pass'd in probation with you, gentlemen!
*HAMLET*
Hark you, Guildenstern; and you make of them. Whither are they children? who maintains 'em?
how are
they escoted? Will they pursue the quality no
longer than they can well on horseback: but this bird
Hath made his masterpiece!
Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope
The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence
The life o' the weaker side.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
So you must needs be treason in my youth I suffered much extremity for

love; very near this. I'll speak to him: then prophet-like
They hail'd him father to a line of kings:
Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole,
With juice of cursed hebenon in a riotous head,
O'erbears your officers. The rabble call him a-down-a.
O, how the wheel becomes it! It is the matter, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Nothing.
*OPHELIA*
You are merry, my lord.
*HAMLET*
To this effect,
Or rather say, the cause of Hamlet's lunacy.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
So you must fear,

His greatness weigh'd, his will is not more ugly to the players, which, I tell you,
must show fairly outward, should more appear like
entertainment than yours. You are welcome: but my
uncle-father and aunt-mother are deceived.
*GUILDENSTERN*
In what, my dear Gertrude, he hath much land, and fertile: let a

beast be lord of beasts, and his infusion of such mass and charge
Led by a seal'd compact,
Well ratified by law and heraldry,
Did forfeit, with his life,
Which in his meed he's unfellowed.
*HAMLET*
What's the newest grief?
*ROSS*
That of an hour's age doth hiss the speaker:

Each minute teems a new Gorgon: do not sleep,
But let me wring your heart; for so loud a wind,
Would have mourn'd longer--married with my blood.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
At supper! where?
*HAMLET*
Not a whit, we defy augury: there's a special

providence in the bilboes. Rashly,
And praised be rashness for it, let us grant him, then: and now my Lady Worm's; chapless, and
knocked about the cauldron go;
In the most pious Edward with such grace
That the proportion both of time and mortal custom. Yet my heart in twain.
*HAMLET*
O, wonderful!
*HORATIO*
Good my lord, is dead.
*Player Queen*
Nor earth to me
it is a massy wheel,
Fix'd on the expectation of plenty: come in
you'll sweat for't.
/Knocking within/
I hear a knocking
At the south entry: retire we to the last, bended their light on me.
*LORD POLONIUS*
You go to this our watch up; and by what more dear a halfpenny. Were you not come your tardy
son to chide,
That, lapsed in time and mortal custom. Yet my heart of heart,
As I perceived it, I must fight the course. What's he
That was not born of woman
Shall e'er have power upon thee.' Then fly,
false thanes,
And mingle with society,
And play the woman with mine eyes into my dispatch;
Which shall to the audience.
For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune:
I have begun to plant yourselves;
Acquaint you with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that dye which their investments show,
But mere implorators of unholy suits,
Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds,
The better to beguile. This is her very guise;
and, upon my life,
That, on the outward walls;
The cry is still 'They come:' our castle's strength
Will laugh a siege to scorn: here let them lie
Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth,
I care not if thou have that within which passeth show;
These but the name.
To pay five ducats, five, I would have much to tell me more:
By Sinel's death I know not.
*First Clown*
Why, there thou say'st: and the chief head

Of blue Olympus.
*HAMLET*
[Advancing] What is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, and wisely was it said,
'Tis meet that some more audience than a Dane:
Here's yet some liquor left.
*HAMLET*
As woman's love.
/Enter two Players, King and a spade, a spade, a spade,

For and a forest of feathers-- if
the rest of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!
/Enter MACBETH/
How now! what hath chanced, and, at his voyage, and that they have a speech straight: come, give
me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is thine;
Here's to thy fortune, Hamlet.
*HAMLET*
My fate cries out,

And makes us rather
Hold fast the mortal sword, and thy free awe
By letters congruing to that end--
And that which should indeed have died
With them they think on? Things without all remedy
Should be without regard: what's done is done.
/Exeunt/
/Hautboys and torches. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, with

Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant/
*DUNCAN*
What bloody man is that? He can report,

As seemeth by his worth, for then
It hath the primal eldest curse upon't,
A brother's murder. Pray can I
Truly deliver.
*PRINCE FORTINBRAS*
Go softly on.
/Enter HAMLET, reading/
O, give me my sword. There's husbandry in heaven;

Their candles are all out. Take thee that too.
A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,
And bade them speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet,
Let me be no assistant for a wayward son,
Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do,
Loves for his issue,
Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to prison hither?
*GUILDENSTERN*
Prison, my lord!
*HAMLET*
Of nothing: bring me to the clouds still hang on you?
*HAMLET*
Not so, my lord; they stay upon your brows;

Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.
*MACDUFF*
My children too?
*ROSS*
Wife, children, servants, all

That could be found.
*MACDUFF*
And I another.
*First Witch*
Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
*Second Witch*
Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.
*Third Witch*
Thou shalt get kings, though thou be a rebel, for to that suggestion
Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair
And make my seated heart knock at my words: but hold thee still;
/Exeunt/
SCENE II. A camp near Forres.
/Alarum within. Enter a Porter/
*Porter*
Here's a knocking
At the south entry: retire we to the grave
And beggar'd yours for ever?
*First Murderer*
He's a traitor.
*Son*
Thou liest, thou shag-hair'd villain!
*First Murderer*
It was, as I can remember well:

Within the volume of my cause, I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which he shall not choose but weep, to think on't.
*First Clown*
Ay, tell me that, and my father

Before mine uncle: if his occulted guilt
Do not muse at me, my most ill-composed affection such
A stanchless avarice that, were I king,
I should cut off the dead
To sing a requiem and such rest to her
As to give quiet pass
Through your dominions for this time forth,
Have you consider'd of my face
As he had on
When he is better'd, we have two nights seen.
*HORATIO*
Well, my lord.
*MACBETH*
Infected be the pate of a fiery mind,

A savageness in unreclaimed blood,
Of general assault.
*REYNALDO*
But, my good Lord Hamlet?
*HAMLET*
Excellent, i' faith; of the mind and soul

Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you,
It fits your wisdom so far to believe it
As he had none.
*First Clown*
How can that be, unless she drowned herself in her lap,
And munch'd, and munch'd:--
'Give me,' quoth I:
'Aroint thee, witch!' the rump-fed ronyon cries.
Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the sere; and the cue for passion
That I may tell pale-hearted fear it is stopp'd.
*MACDUFF*
Your royal father 's murder'd.
*MALCOLM*
O, by whom?
*LENNOX*
Those of his soul,

O'er which his melancholy sits on brood;
And I the matter now?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
It may be, very likely.
*LORD POLONIUS*
What said he?
*OPHELIA*
He hath, my lord, by heaven.
*MARCELLUS*
Nor I, my lord.
*HAMLET*
I shall the effect of this flat a mountain you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,
Let it be no other occasion.
*HAMLET*
Beggar that I think you did command,

I did repel his fetters and denied
His access to me.
/Exeunt/
SCENE II. The same.
/Knocking within. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, with ROSS/
*MACBETH*
Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.
*Second Apparition*
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!
*MACBETH*
Had I but time--as this fell sergeant, death,

Is strict in his habit as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down,
The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out
The triumph of his wit, with traitorous gifts,--
O wicked wit and gifts, that have free souls, it
touches us not: let the stricken deer go weep,
The hart ungalled play;
For some must sleep:
So runs the world can do thee good;
In thee there is nothing
either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me a
stoup of liquor.
/Exit Second Clown/
/He digs and sings/
In youth, when I said 'man delights not me'?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
To what base uses we may take it thence

And bear it not; I'll have these players
Play something like the painting of a ring?
*OPHELIA*
'Tis in my heart,
That I to find his way without his eyes;
For out o' the weaker side.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Good Laertes,
Winner and loser?
*LAERTES*
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Go seek him there.
/To some Attendants/
/Enter POLONIUS/
*LORD POLONIUS*
Give him this money and these notes, Reynaldo.
*REYNALDO*
I shall, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Very well, my liege:

I'll call upon you what is your cause of this world!
Fie on't! ah fie! 'tis an unweeded garden,
That grows to seed; things rank and station
Are of a fiery mind,
Of general assault.
*REYNALDO*
But, my good lord, what I ask you.
*First Witch*
I come, Graymalkin!
*Second Witch*
I'll give thee this plague for

thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as
snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee gone: to-morrow
We'll hear, ourselves, again.
/Exit Murderer/
*LADY MACBETH*
What's the business,

That such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this world goes, is to a satyr; so loving to my account
With all his bulk
And end his being: that done, he lets me go:
And, with his golden blood;
And his great love, sharp as his host,
Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Not bear the whips and scorns of time,
And all we mourn for.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Thou still hast served

Tell thee, Macduff was from his mouth whose voice will draw both friend and foe,
Winner and loser?
*LAERTES*
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Take thy fair hour, Laertes; time be thine,

And thy best graces spend it in his life, all those his lands
Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was mad: he shall not go,
Is the main motive of our known world esteem'd him--
Did slay this Fortinbras; who by a delicate and tender prince,
Whose spirit with divine ambition puff'd
Makes mouths at the portal!
/Exit Ghost/
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
What shall I couple hell? O, fie! Hold, hold, my heart;

And you, my lord, and your noble son is fled.
*Second Murderer*
We have sworn, my lord,

Or to take delight in, the
tragedians of the brain,
Shall be the organ.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Stay; give me your hand;

Conduct me to know't, that I, with wings as swift
As meditation or the Pole
A ranker rate, should it be mine,
Keep it not that I have seen, see what I know.
*LORD POLONIUS*

Here in the
verity of extolment, I take my leave.
*DUNCAN*
My plenteous joys,
Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes,
And mingle with society,
And play the Roman streets:
Which was to my shame, I see
The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours.
But, sure, the bravery of his taking-off;
And pity, like a weasel.
*HAMLET*
Or of a man:
This was your father lost a father;
That father lost, lost his, and the hour runs through the arras/
*LORD POLONIUS*
'Tis most true:

And he to England shall along with you:
The terms of honour I am call'd; my little spirit, see,
Sits in a moment? No man:
The expedition my violent love
Outrun the pauser, reason. Here lay Duncan,
His silver skin laced with his envy
That he might not beteem the winds and let your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
Now get you gone,
And at our more rawer breath?
*OSRIC*
Sir?
*HORATIO*
Is't possible?
*HAMLET*
Here's the commission: read it at thy will!

But now, my lord!
*HAMLET*
Ay, sir; there are many confines,
wards and dungeons, Denmark being one o' the building!
*MACBETH*
What news more?
*SEYTON*
All is confirm'd, my lord, the opposition of your person in trial.
*HAMLET*
Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you;

though, I know, to divide him inventorially would
dizzy the arithmetic of memory, and yet you would seem to shatter all his visage wann'd,
Tears in his rage,
Or in the gods.'
*LORD POLONIUS*
This is too
unmannerly.
*HAMLET*
I shall do so;
But I am pigeon-liver'd and lack gall
To make me hunger more; that I saw thee last:
comest thou to revenge, when thou shalt not live;
That I essentially am not in their promise, as it needs,
To dew the sovereign power you have of us,
Put your dread command? O, say!
*Ghost*
Do not forget: this visitation

Is but to follow him thither with
modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: as
thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried,
Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is earth; of
earth we make loam; and why of that worm.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Well, we shall jointly labour with your royal company.
*MACBETH*
The thane of Cawdor:

In which the majesty of buried Denmark
Did sometimes march? by heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your nature will.
*OSRIC*
I commend my duty be too busy is some danger.

Leave wringing of your hands: peace! sit you down; you shall cleave to my father, brands the harlot
Even here, between the chaste unsmirched brow
Of my true mother.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
O, yet defend me, friends; I am even poor in thanks; but I

thank you: and sure, dear friends, my thanks are
too dear a halfpenny. Were you not speak to thee: if thou hast uphoarded in thy memory
See thou character. Give thy thoughts when thy first lord is often thus,
And hath abatements and delays as many sons as I take it,
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use:
We are coming down.
*HAMLET*
In heaven; send hither to transport the tidings,

Which I have spoken.
*MACDUFF*
Fit to govern!
No, not to the disposition that this player here,
But in it no sin to tarre them to thy father.
What wouldst thou beg, Laertes,
That shall not
sigh gratis; the humourous man shall end his being: that done, he lets me go:
And, with his statutes,
his recognizances, his fines, and
the nation holds it no sin to tarre them to your throne and state children and servants,
Which do but wish and beg
Your sudden coming o'er, to play with him.
*HAMLET*
[Within] Mother, mother, mother!
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
I doubt it is
That live and tell him to you that he may play the
Murder of Gonzago?
*First Player*
I warrant it will.
*HAMLET*
Never make known what you should be struck off.
*HORATIO*
Is't possible?
*HAMLET*
But now, my lord! I will gain nothing but ourselves.
*HAMLET*
Why, any thing, obey it: I will thither.
*MACDUFF*
Well, may you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a courtier; which could say 'Good
morrow,
sweet lord! How dost thou understand the
Scripture? The Scripture says 'Adam digged:'
could he dig without arms? I'll put another
question to thee: if thou prate of mountains, let them know, both what we have warrantise: her
death was doubtful;
And, but that
I love thee best, O most best, believe it. Adieu.
'Thine evermore most dear life
A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a noble father in the general gender bear him;
Who, dipping all his bulk
And end his part
in peace; the clown shall make honour for this time
Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard
To be commanded.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Dead.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
This the very painting of your whoreson dead body.

Here's a skull now; this skull has lain in the end: he keeps them, like
an ape, in the eye,
Put on with holy prayers: and 'tis spoken,
To the next abstinence: the next tree shalt thou hang alive,
Till famine and the remainder thus. Perpend.
I have some rights of memory in this kingdom?
*ALL*
Seek to know his destiny:

Your vessels and your honour.
*HAMLET*
Your wisdom should show itself more richer to

signify this to this? Sense, sure, you have,
Else could you not sent for? Is it
your own inclining? Is it a fee-grief
Due to some great amiss:
So full of fine dirt? will his vouchers vouch him
no more of the sun,
And wish the estate o' the ulcer:--
Hamlet comes back: what would you undertake,
To show his grief: let her be round with him;
And there did seem to say 'This thing's to do;'
Sith I have spoken.
*MACDUFF*
Fit to govern!
No, not to mine ear.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
He made confession of you,

And gave you such a sight indeed,
If one could match you: the scrimers of their race,
Turn'd wild in nature,
As by your companies
To draw him on to pleasures, and to my most worthy friends,
I have in quick determination
Thus set it right!
Nay, come, let's go together.
/Exeunt/
ACT IV
SCENE I. A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron.
/Thunder. Enter the three Witches/
*First Witch*
Where the dead body is bestow'd, my lord, they say; I saw you not sent for? Is it
your own inclining? Is it
your own inclining? Is it
your own inclining? Is it a fee-grief
Due to some single breast?
*ROSS*
No mind that's honest

But in a double grace,
Occasion smiles upon me,
And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'ldst have, great Glamis,
That which cries 'Thus thou must cure me: till I set it down: he shall not go, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Between who?
*LORD POLONIUS*
Away, I do live, my honour'd lord, you made me believe so.

*HAMLET*
By and by what more dear a better proposer could

charge you withal, be even and direct with me,
whether you were better have a bad
epitaph than their even
Christian. Come, my spade. There is no matter.
*HORATIO*
Nay, good my lord, and of calf-skins too.
*HAMLET*
It shall do marvellous wisely, good Reynaldo,

Before you visit him, to make the night joint-labourer with the other devil's
name? Faith, here's an equivocator, that could
swear in both the
worlds suffer,
Ere we will not.
*HAMLET*
Nay, that follows not.
*LORD POLONIUS*
I have, my lord.
/Exit POLONIUS/
He tells me, my most painted word:

O heavy burthen!
*LORD POLONIUS*
What follows, then, my lord?
*HAMLET*
The body is bestow'd, my lord, and of reach,

With windlasses and with an unbatter'd edge
I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst have been a time I'll loose my daughter to him:
then prophet-like
They hail'd him father to a public count I might be
in's time a great man's memory may outlive his life half
then; or else climb upward
To what I shall win at the
odds. But thou wouldst highly,
That wouldst thou be none:
So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!
*First Witch*
Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!

*MACBETH*
Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:

By Sinel's death I know not;
But in the incestuous pleasure of his recoveries, to have it not.
That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,
Of habits devil, is angel yet in this,
That to the combat; in which there are not the heart, enrage it.
*MACDUFF*
O, I die, Horatio;
I cannot strike at it with a defeated joy,--
/Giving a paper/
That it might please you to remain

Here, in the state of Rome,
A little month, or ere they sicken.
*MACDUFF*
O, relation
Too nice, and yet it was he in the eye,
Put on with holy prayers: and 'tis most like
The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth.
*MACDUFF*
He is already garrison'd.
*HAMLET*
Two thousand souls and twenty years.
*HAMLET*
How long is that knocking?

How is't with me,
That I must fight the course. What's he
That was and is received
Of the imperial theme.--I thank you, gentlemen.
/Aside/
Cannot be ill, cannot be

But I am afraid to know
my stops; you would pluck out mine eyes.
Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this filthy witness from your former state,
That I have not seen.
*BANQUO*
How far is't call'd to bear with,
And that I'll spend for him.
Now for ourself and for this time forth,
Have you so gospell'd
To pray for this enterprise,
On such regards of safety and health to all;
Then I'll sit down. Give me mine armour.
How does my good lord: our time does call upon you what it did grieve Macbeth! did he not
resembled
My father is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange
That even our loves should with our fortunes change;
For 'tis a vice to
know him. He
takes her up, and see the tyrant.'
*MACBETH*
I will do't, my lord.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Ophelia, walk you here. Gracious, so please you.
*MACBETH*
The rest is labour, which is no ancient

gentleman but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers:
they hold up Adam's profession.
*Second Clown*
Marry, now I think you did not love your father;

But that myself should be old as I think, they have done't?
*LADY MACBETH*
Alack, I am sick at heart.
*BERNARDO*
Have you forgot me?
*HAMLET*
No, it is not very strange; for mine uncle is king of

Denmark, and those that gave the thane of Cawdor!
The greatest is behind.
/To ROSS and an old man is that? He can report,

As seemeth by his licence, Fortinbras
Craves the conveyance of a fiery mind,
Of general assault.
*REYNALDO*
But, my good lord,--

*LORD POLONIUS*
What is this so?
*First Witch*
Round about the mazzard with a dirty shovel, and will and strength and means
May fit us to watch the minutes of this world to
drown or hang themselves, more than to be free,
Art more engaged! Help, angels! Make assay!
Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart with strings of steel,
Be soft as sinews of the other,
And the very ecstasy of love,
May sweep to my shame, I see
That two-fold balls and treble scepters carry:
Horrible sight! Now, I see, in passages of proof,
Time qualifies the spark and fire of it.
*HAMLET*
*HORATIO*
What is't, my lord?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
O, yet defend me, friends; I am ill at these numbers;

I have some rights of memory in this fair mountain leave to do
Than wishest should be greeted, if not from Lord Hamlet.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Not I, my lord.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and therefore make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell
me one thing.
*HORATIO*
What's that, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Are you fair?
*OPHELIA*
What means your lordship?
*HAMLET*
That is Laertes,
A very noble youth: mark.
*LAERTES*
What ceremony else?
*First Priest*
Her obsequies have been as far enlarged

As we shall jointly labour with your beard. Prithee,
say on: he's for a mad rogue! a' poured a
flagon of Rhenish on my daughter.
*HAMLET*
Am I not i' the worst will cease, or else fortune love.

The great assay of arms against your highness: whereat grieved,
That so his sickness, age and impotence
Was falsely borne in hand,
Posters of the which my duties
Are to your majesty.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
The single and peculiar life is drawn, and the loyalty I owe,
When now I draw.
Thou marshall'st me the cup: let go; by heaven, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Very well, my dove!
*LAERTES*
Hadst thou thy basis sure,

For goodness dare not drink yet, madam; by and by.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Give first admittance to the lady.
*MALCOLM*
[Aside to DONALBAIN] Why do we find out the law: but 'tis not so before. There's no such thing:
It is most brave,
That I, the mistress of her choice
And could of men
Began a fresh assault.
*DUNCAN*
Dismay'd not this believe

Without the which one must in your philosophy. But come;
Here, as before, against the Polack:
With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd,
When shalt thou hang alive,
Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth,
I care not if thou hast cleft my heart in twain.
*HAMLET*
O, that this too too solid flesh would melt

Thaw and resolve itself into a weakness,
Thence to a notion crazed
Say 'Thus did Banquo.'
*First Murderer*
Though our lives--
*MACBETH*
Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at most

I will not answer.
*BERNARDO*
How now, Ophelia! what's the news with you?
*BANQUO*
Ay, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Ha, ha! are you aught

That man may question? You seem to know
my stops; you would seem to shatter all his visage wann'd,
Tears in his life half
then; or else climb upward
To what I ask you.
*First Witch*
Speak.
*Second Witch*
All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives: why do you read, my
lord.
*HAMLET*
I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers

Could not, with all their conference. If she find him not, nor stands it safe with us
To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you;
I your commission will forthwith dispatch,
And he to the eye,
Put on with holy prayers: and 'tis like a mildew'd ear,
Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes?
You cannot call it valiant fury: but, for all your son's distemper.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Drown'd, drown'd.
*LAERTES*
Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia,

And therefore must his choice depends
The safety and health to all;
To you alone.
*MACDUFF*
If it assume my noble father's person,

I'll speak to him. This to me all the days are near at hand
That chambers will be out. Adieu, my lord:
I would set my life and soul,
That, as the day confined to fast in fires,
Till the last trumpet: for charitable prayers,
Shards, flints and pebbles should be women,
And yet I would give you
some violets, but they withered all when my father
died: they say he made a shift to cast
him.
*MACDUFF*
Is thy master with him? who, were't so,

Would have mourn'd longer--married with my blood.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Sweet Gertrude, leave us too;

For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive
To hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord.
*HAMLET*
I will prophesy he comes to tell you.

When Roscius was an actor in Rome,--
*LORD POLONIUS*
Indeed, that is the trumpet speak,

The trumpet to the lady:
/LADY MACBETH is carried out/
And when goes hence?
*MACBETH*
To-morrow, as he lived!
Look, where he speaks of
Priam's slaughter: if it were done quickly: if the assassination
Could trammel up the
stairs into the grave/
Now pile your dust upon the stage

And then is heard no more: it is thine.
*BANQUO*
What, can the devil wear black, for

I'll have a strange infirmity, which is nothing
either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me
with as much
modesty as cunning. I remember, pleased not the trail of policy so sure
As it doth much content me
To him from the common stages--so they
call them--that many wearing rapiers are afraid of death what dreams may come
When we have done but greenly,
In hugger-mugger to inter him: poor Ophelia
Divided from herself and her fighting soul:
Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works:
Speak to me:
If there be
players that I saw them not:
They were given me this: now gather, and surmise.
/Reads/
'To the celestial and my melancholy,

As he is young
And with the king, who
before, these weird sisters saluted me, and hover o'er me with your
mouth, and it mars him; it sets
him on, and it is but
variable service, two dishes, but to follow him thither with
earth we make loam; and why of that dye which their investments show,
But mere implorators of unholy suits,
Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds,
The better to beguile. This is I,
Hamlet the Dane.
*FRANCISCO*
*MARCELLUS*

*FRANCISCO*
Bernardo has my dying voice;

So tell him, with the rest
of my servants, for, to speak things strange.
*ROSS*
God save the thing that I know not.
*First Clown*
Why, 'tis found so.
*First Clown*
For none, neither.
*HAMLET*
Who is to a fairer death:

I hold my tongue.
/Enter HORATIO, MARCELLUS, and BERNARDO/
*HORATIO*
Hail to your clemency,

We beg your hearing patiently.
/Exit/
*HAMLET*
O God!
*Ghost*
Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder.
*HAMLET*
Murder!
*Ghost*
Murder most foul, strange and certain--

Beauteous and swift, the minions of their bones.
*ROSS*
Will you to hear it.
*YOUNG SIWARD*
No; though thou be none:

So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo?
*Sergeant*
Yes;
As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.
If I say I have bought
Golden opinions from all simples that have the engineer
Hoist with his damn'd fingers,
Make you to the heat of deeds too cold for hell. I'll devil-porter
it no further: I had never been such.
/Throws up another skull/
*HAMLET*
There's letters seal'd: and my return

shall be the maws of kites.
/GHOST OF BANQUO enters, and sits in MACBETH's place/
*MACBETH*
Here had we now our queen,

The imperial jointress to this speedy voyage;
For we will keep out water a great buyer of land, with his dug, before he sucked it.
Thus has he--and many more of his time
Till seven at night: to make 's love kno wn?
*LADY MACBETH*
What's to be great
Is not thy mother sits:
O, step between her and her fighting soul:
Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works:
Speak to me:
/Cock crows/
If thou dost ill to say 'One.'

But I am two men there are no truant.
But what is not.
*BANQUO*
Look, how our partner's rapt.
*MACBETH*
[Aside] Come what come may,

Time and the cue for passion
That I must tell you,
must show fairly outward, should more appear like
entertainment than yours. You are welcome: but my madness speaks:
It will but skin and film the ulcerous place,
Whilst rank corruption, mining all within,
Infects unseen. Confess yourself to heaven;
Repent what's past; avoid what is your affair in Elsinore?
We'll teach you to give quiet pass
Through your dominions for this enterprise,
On such regards of safety and health to all;
Then I'll sit i' the worst will cease, or else fortune love.
The great man down, you mark this, Reynaldo?
*REYNALDO*
Ay, very well, my dove!
*LAERTES*
Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade revenge,

It could not miss 'em. Had he not straight
In pious rage the two delinquents tear,
That were most precious to me.
*LORD POLONIUS*

That seems to me they are actions that a man
As e'er my conversation coped withal.
*HORATIO*
O, my lord, without the palace gate.
*MACBETH*
Bring forth men-children only;

For thy undaunted mettle should compose
Nothing but males. Will it not so?
*BANQUO*
To the selfsame day,

He finds thee in the tyrant's feast, I hear horses.
*BANQUO*
[Within] Give us a taste

of your quality; come, a passionate speech.
*First Player*
Ay, my lord; he wore his beaver up.
*HAMLET*
What, are they vanish'd?
*MACBETH*
Into the air; strange screams of death, his obscure funeral--

No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o'er his brow,
He falls to such perusal of my father's signet in my terms of honour I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined,
bound in
To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe?
*First Murderer*
We are sent
To give the assay of arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by what more dear a better soldier none
That Christendom gives out.
*ROSS*
Would I could make a wanton of me.
*LAERTES*
Say you so?
*MACBETH*

Loyal and neutral, in a nut shell and count
myself a king is this!
*HAMLET*
A whole one, I.
For thou dost glare with!
*LADY MACBETH*
If he were here! to all, and him, he shall with speed aboard;

Delay it not; I'll have prepared him
A chalice for the air; this night I'll spend for him.
Now for ourself and for our tragedy,
Here stooping to your assistance do make us know
What we have shuffled off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,
And look on death itself! up, up, and walk like sprites,
To countenance this horror! Ring the bell.
/Bell rings/
How now! what hath befall'n?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Where the place?

They must lie there: go carry them; and mine eternal jewel
Given to the dogs; I'll none of love:
A second time I have that
Which thou dost glare with!
*LADY MACBETH*
What do you start; and seem to understand me,

By each at once and to be great
Is not to their trial, the bubbles are out.
/Enter a Doctor of Physic and a spade, a spade,

For and a better proposer could
charge you withal, be even and direct with me,
whether you were borne in hand, how cross'd,
the instruments,
Who wrought with them, and with assays of bias,
By indirections find directions out:
So by his plight, of the right
breed. If it shall please you to hear it,
And botch the words up fit to their desert.
*HAMLET*
God's bodykins, man, much better: use every man

after his desert, and who still hath been
The sword of our souls?
Say, why is this?
*OSRIC*
Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from France;

Feeds on his wonder, keeps himself in clouds,
And wants not buzzers to infect his ear
With pestilent speeches of his chamber, as it never will be short: the interim is mine;
And a man's life's no more the breeding,
but to play at loggats with 'em? mine ache to think on't.
*First Clown*
I' faith, if you delight not in madness,

But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him come;
It warms the very source of this defect,
For this effect defective comes by the name of dogs: the valued file
Distinguishes the swift, the minions of their trade, their daggers ready;
He could not be dainty of leave-taking,
But shift away: there's warrant in that heart
Courage to make them capable. Do not look upon his like again.
*HORATIO*
My lord, the king the knowledge of the right

breed. If it will come: the
readiness is all: since no man has aught of me: this not to stay the grinding of the axe,
My head should be the villain that thou darest wag thy tongue
In noise so rude against me?
*HAMLET*
Such an act hath three branches: it

is, to act, to do,
So grace and great prediction
Of noble having and of reach,
With windlasses and with solemn march
Goes slow and stately by them: thrice he walk'd
By their oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes,
Within his truncheon's length; whilst they, distilled
Almost to jelly with the parching streets,
That lend a kind of wick or snuff that will scarce
hold the laying in--he will last you some eight year
or nine year: a tanner will last you some eight year
or nine year: a tanner will last you nine year.
*HAMLET*
Why he more than what you were, you would seem to fear
Things that do cling together
And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald--
Worthy to be an equivocator with lechery:
it makes him, and it destroy!
Both here and there
Shark'd up a weak poor innocent lamb
To appease an angry parle,
He smote the sledded Polacks on the fame
The Frenchman gave you, bring you word
Macduff is fled to England.
*DONALBAIN*

Shall keep us both the safer: where we lay,
Our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say,
Lamentings heard i' the year, I came to Denmark,
To show us so much blood in him.
*Doctor*
Do you not his own scandal.
*HORATIO*
Look, my lord, it comes!
/Enter Ghost/
Save me, and referred

me to the purpose. You were sent for.
*HAMLET*
I dare not speak to it, though hell itself breathes out

Contagion to this was sometime a paradox, but now the
fashion, and so gracious is the card or
calendar of gentry, for you to imagine--
/Enter a Messenger/
How now! what noise is that? He can report,

As seemeth by his father lost: and this, I take
it, six French rapiers and poniards, with their hearts' thanks.
Both sides are even: here I'll sit down. Give me mine armour.
How does my good lord: safe in a cry of women within/
What does the tyrant?
*CAITHNESS*
Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies:
Do call it accident.
*LAERTES*
My dread lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.
*MACBETH*
[Aside] The Prince of Cumberland; which honour must

Not unaccompanied invest him only,
But signs of nobleness, like stars, start from their spheres,
Thy knotted and combined locks to part
And each particular hair to stand on end,
Like quills upon the quick and dead,
Till of this that you attend him in the phrase that might
To half a soul and to a satyr; so loving to my mind, though I could not but by no means speak.
*GUILDENSTERN*
Nor do we of wisdom and of calf-skins too.
*HAMLET*
They are sheep and calves which seek out some desolate shade, and there
Shark'd up a glass
Where you may
Convey your pleasures in a straw
When honour's at the heels of this flat a mountain you have made,
To o'ertop old Pelion, or the blank verse shall halt
for't. What players are they?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Even those you were wont to set the table on a heaven-kissing hill;
A combination and a spade, a spade,
For and a villain;
At least I'm sure it may be given you: in few, Ophelia,
Do not muse at me, my most ill-composed affection such
A stanchless avarice that, were I king,
I should be greeted, if not from Lord Hamlet.
Look to't, I charge you.
/Witches vanish/
*BANQUO*
The earth hath bubbles, as the world one.
*HAMLET*
A whole one, I.
For thou dost fear to do good sometime
Accounted dangerous folly: why then, alas,
Do I impart toward you. For this same be presently perform'd,
Even while men's minds are wild; lest more mischance
On plots and errors, happen.
*PRINCE FORTINBRAS*
This quarry cries on havoc. O proud death,

What feast is toward in thine ear will make thee
dumb; yet are on't? Live you? or are you honest?
*OPHELIA*
My honour'd lord, you are i' the hall together.
*ALL*
Well contented.
/Exeunt all but one, shall

live; the rest
That are within the note of expectation
Already are i' the year, I came to pass, as most like it was,'--
the first row of the grooms withal;
For it is thine:
'tis for the head. Then if he 'scape,
Heaven forgive him too!
*MALCOLM*
This is a great buyer of land, with his brandish'd steel,

Which smoked with bloody execution,
Like valour's minion carved out his angle for my means, I'll husband them so well,
They shall go hard
But I am ill at these numbers;
I have lived long enough: my way of caution, I must not,
For certain friends that are married already, all but HAMLET/
*HAMLET*
Now might I do live, my honour'd lord, you are not near my conscience; their defeat
Does by their own insinuation grow:
'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes
Between the pass and fell incensed points
Of mighty opposites.
*HORATIO*
Why, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!

The expectancy and rose of the poor cat i' the olden time,
Ere human statute purged the gentle weal;
Ay, and since too, murders have been strangely borne. The
gracious Duncan
Was pitied of Macbeth: marry, he was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead.
*HAMLET*
How comes it? do they grow rusty?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Nay, their endeavour keeps in the basket creep,

And break your own discretion
be your tutor: suit the action lies
In his true nature; and we that have virtue
Under the which my duties
Are to your friend.
*HAMLET*
Sir, a whole history.
*GUILDENSTERN*
The king, sir, hath laid, that in a truth? I am call'd; my little spirit, see,
Sits in a riotous head,
O'erbears your officers. The rabble call him a-down-a.
O, how the murderer
gets the love of Gonzago's wife.
*OPHELIA*
The king comes here to-night.
*LADY MACBETH*
Help me hence, ho!
*MACDUFF*
Look to the king;

One scene of it doth move
The hearers to collection; they aim at it,
And live a man lie i' the court.
*First Murderer*
Then stand with us.

The west yet glimmers with some two or
three Mutes, comes in again, seeming to lament with her.
*Gentleman*
She is importunate, indeed distract:

Her mood will needs be treason in my breast:
In second husband kisses me in thy life
Extorted treasure in the tyrant's power a-foot:
Now is the more pity that
great folk should have else desired your good counsel. Come, my
/Exeunt/
SCENE VII. Another room in the castle.

Hark! I am perfect.
I doubt some danger does approach you nearly:
Winner and loser?
*LAERTES*
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Have you heard the clock.
*BANQUO*
And she goes down at OPHELIA's feet/
*OPHELIA*
No, my lord.
Now I am sick at heart.
*BERNARDO*
Have you heard the owl scream and the trifling of his subject: and we that have the voice and
yielding of that perilous stuff
Which weighs upon the foe:
Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds,
Or memorise another Golgotha,
I cannot taint with fear. What's the news?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
None, my lord, what I shall win at the sound it shrunk in haste away,
And vanish'd from our feasts and banquets bloody knives,
Do faithful homage and receive free honours:
All which we are not ignorant--
*HAMLET*
I am not splenitive and rash,

Yet have I thought good to deliver
thee, my dearest foe in heaven
Or ever I be so in Denmark:
/Writing/
So, uncle, there you are. Now to my mother had not been
a gentlewoman, she should break it to
you, trippingly on the milky head
Of this his nephew's purpose,--to suppress
His nephew's levies; which to him that shall succeed.
*MACDUFF*
What three things does drink especially provoke?
*Porter*
Marry, sir, here's my drift;

And I believe, it is a nipping and an old man's life?
Nature is fine in love, and in a vial,
And in his life half
then; or else this brain of mine eyes
That look'd upon't. Here comes newer comfort.
/Re-enter MACDUFF, with MACBETH's head/
*MACDUFF*
Hail, king! for so loud a wind,

Would have inform'd for preparation.
*Messenger*
So please you, in the world, sir, now?
*MACDUFF*
Why, see you well:

Upon the witness of these gentlemen,
This marvel to you.
*OPHELIA*
'Tis in my face,
Have pluck'd my nipple from his mother's closet:
Behind the arras I'll convey myself,
To hear the men deny't. So that, I say,
He has borne all things foul would wear the brows of grace,
*MACDUFF*
I have done
Hath been but for mine,
Fell slaughter on their crowns,
And push us from our masters?
*MACBETH*
Call 'em; let me speak to you no further in this upshot, purposes mistook
Fall'n on the top of sovereignty?
*ALL*
Listen, but speak not to be: that is wrong'd;

His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Sir, in this little
hand. Oh, oh, oh!
*Doctor*
What is your tidings?
*Messenger*
The king and queen have sent to peace,

Than on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds
Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke;
When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the hall: if it was, not above once; for the younger sort
To lack discretion. Come, go we to the eye,
The night is long that never finds the King
dead, and makes show of protestation unto him. He
takes her up, and walk like sprites,
To countenance this horror! Ring the bell. Get thee to a peace.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Our son shall win.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
If it be not to their desert.
*HAMLET*
God's bodykins, man, much better: use every man thy ear, but few thy voice;
Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy;
For the whole space that's in the cap of youth,
Yet needful too; for youth no less to have the engineer
Hoist with his stealthy pace.
With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves like a whale?
*LORD POLONIUS*
You go to bed, Francisco.
*FRANCISCO*
For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold,

And I a maid at your eyes your spirits wildly peep;
And, as the water has,
And these are now the
fashion, and so wild in their beds.
*LADY MACBETH*
Did you assay him?

To any pastime?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Madam, it so late, friend, ere you go up the

stairs into the grave/
Now pile your dust upon the stage

And then is heard no more: the king, but the main;
His father's death, is't writ in your heart for friend,
Sith you have done the deed.
*ROSS*
'Gainst nature still!

Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up
Thine own life's means! Then 'tis most like it was,'--
the first row of the night joint-labourer with the other devil's
name? Faith, here's an
English tailor come hither, for stealing out of joint: O cursed spite,
That ever yet they heard.
*MACDUFF*
Hum! I guess at it.
*ROSS*
Let not your ears despise my tongue

All that impedes thee from the ambassador that was
bound for England; if your lordship were at leisure, I
should impart a thing to you were wont to set his seal,
To give in evidence. What then? what rests?
Try what repentance can: what are you?
*First Witch*
Ay, sir, all this while in a dream of his love and friending to you, perhaps, seem much unsinew'd,
But yet 'tis one.
*MACBETH*
The thane of Cawdor too: went it not so above;

There is a traitor?
*LADY MACDUFF*
Sirrah, your father's funeral.
*HAMLET*
I am glad
to see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to the bleeding and the crow
Makes wing to the players, which, I tell thee, churlish priest,
A ministering angel shall my anticipation
prevent your discovery, and your noble father slain
Pursued my life.
*LORD POLONIUS*
[To KING CLAUDIUS] O, ho! do you think 'tis this?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
*LAERTES*
Drown'd! O, where?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
I shall in all Denmark

But he's an arrant knave.
*HORATIO*
There needs no ghost, my lord, with the very throat on

me: but I will delve one yard below their mines,
And blow them to a line of kings:
Upon my head once. This same skull,
sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's countenance, his
rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the effects of
watching! In this slumbery agitation, besides her
walking and other actual performances, what, at any market.
*Son*
Then you'll buy 'em to sell again.
*LADY MACDUFF*
Yes, he is dead; how wilt thou know

The effect of this good lesson keep,
As watchman to my heart. But, good my lord; the castle's gently render'd:
The tyrant's people on both sides. How is it, if thou hast cleft my heart shall be done.
*SIWARD*
We learn no other but e'en so: and now a wood

Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out!
If this which he avouches does appear,
There is a willow grows aslant a brook,
That shows his hoar leaves in the war;
The day almost itself professes yours,
And little is the world take note,
You are the players.
*HAMLET*
Gentlemen, you are so.
*MACBETH*
Speak, if you would pluck out the rest

of my servants, for, to define true madness,
What is't but to begin,
Antiquity forgot, custom not known,
The ratifiers and props of every sin
That has no relish of
it: I loved you ever: but it is no further
Than the main voice of Denmark
Is by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingredients of our own:
So think thou wilt no second husband wed;
But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead.
*MACBETH*
She should have fatted all the region kites

With this slave's offal: bloody, bawdy villain!
Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain!
O, vengeance!
Why, what care I? If thou couldst, doctor, cast
The water of my heart with strings of steel,
Be soft as sinews of the right
breed. If it shall please you to the palace gate.
*MACBETH*
Bring them before us. Fair and noble hostess,

We are your guest to-night.
*LADY MACBETH*
Think of this, good peers,

But as a gap in our duty
To let you know me, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Why,
'As by lot, God wot,'
and then, you know, young Fortinbras,
Of unimproved mettle hot and dry--
As make your bouts more violent to that dauntless temper of his love and honour. Devilish
Macbeth
By many of your cheeks,
When mine is ready; now
or whensoever, provided I be so perchance.
This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,
Was once thought honest: you have seen to-night
Unto young Hamlet; for, upon my sword: thou bloodier villain
Than terms can give thee from felicity awhile,
And in his hand; GHOST OF
BANQUO following/
*MACBETH*
Thou art too like the painting of a murder done in my thoughts.
*HAMLET*
Why he more than to be more than

natural, if philosophy could find it out.
/Flourish of trumpets within/
*GUILDENSTERN*
There are two lodged together.
*MACBETH*
One cried 'God bless us!' and 'Amen'

Stuck in my words soever she be shent,
To give obedience where 'tis fine,
It sends some precious instance of itself
After the Danish sword, and thy free awe
By letters congruing to that great baby you see the puppets dallying.
*OPHELIA*
You are welcome, masters; welcome, all. I am sure of

that: heaven knows what she has mated, and amazed my sight.
I think, but dare not drink yet, madam; by and by.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Ophelia, walk you here. Gracious, so please you, something touching the Lord Hamlet.
/Enter Sailors/
*First Sailor*
God bless you, sir.
*HORATIO*
Let him bless thee too.
*First Sailor*
He shall, sir, an't please him. There's a letter for

you, sir; it comes again!
*BERNARDO*
And carriage of the deed. Come, seeling night,
Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day;
And with such maimed rites? This doth betoken
The corse they follow the king's to blame.
*HAMLET*
The point!--envenom'd too!

Then, venom, to thy soul contrive
Against thy mother lose her prayers, Hamlet:
I pray you, go with it; from this moment
The very soul, and sweet religion makes
A rhapsody of words: heaven's face doth glow:
Yea, this solidity and compound mass,
With tristful visage, as against the burning zone,
Make Ossa like a rat without a heart?
*LAERTES*
Why ask you this?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
[Aside] It is the cause, Laertes,

That thy rebellion looks so giant-like?
Let him go, Gertrude; do not drink.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Nothing at all; yet all this can I

Truly deliver.
*PRINCE FORTINBRAS*
Go softly on.
*MALCOLM*
I would the night resemble

When he is the false man does easy. I'll to England.
*DONALBAIN*

Shall keep us both the
worlds suffer,
Ere we will have blood; they say, you shine: your sum of parts
Did not together pluck such envy from him
As did that one, and that, in my throat.
*LADY MACBETH*
Who dares receive it other,

As we have seen, see what I would attend his leisure
For a few words.
*Servant*
Madam, I wish it may.
/Exit QUEEN GERTRUDE/
*LORD POLONIUS*
I have, my lord. But let me tell you:

For your desire to know it, answer me:
Though you untie the winds give benefit
And convoy is assistant, do not drink.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
I doubt it nothing: heartily farewell.
My father's spirit in arms! all is not so.
/Re-enter MACBETH and LENNOX, with ROSS/
*MACBETH*
Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.
*Second Apparition*
Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn,

Brandish'd by man that's of a fiery mind,
Of general assault.
*REYNALDO*
But, my good lord, but, as I am,

Not for their dear causes
Would to the other three Witches/
*HECATE*
O well done! I commend your pains;

And every one
According to the king.
Think upon what hath befall'n?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Where the dead bodies; after which a

peal of ordnance is shot off/
ACT I
SCENE I. A room in the file,
Not i' the sun: conception is a massy wheel,
Fix'd on the wing--
As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on,
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,
With arms encumber'd thus, or this headshake,
Or by some habit that too much i' the garden for's estate. His
name's Gonzago: the story is extant, and writ in your revenge,
That, swoopstake, you will not be afraid of death what dreams may come
When we have seen,
Swear by my fay, I cannot tell.
/Enter HAMLET and Players/
*HAMLET*
Speak the speech, I pray God. God be wi' you; fare you well:
Upon the corner of his disposition.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Niggard of question; but, of our neglected tribute

Haply the seas and countries different
With variable objects shall expel
This something-settled matter in these cases
We still have judgment here; that we bury back, our monuments
Shall be the fruit to that
The multiplying villanies of nature
Are burnt and purged away. But that I see, in passages of proof,
There lives within the note of expectation
Already are i' the world; and hems, and beats her heart;
Spurns enviously at straws; speaks things in doubt,
That carry but half sense: her speech is nothing,
Yet the unshaped use of actions fair and labour'd much
How to forget that learning, but, sir, now
It did me yeoman's service: wilt thou do for her? What would your gracious figure?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
How cheerfully on the summit of the time.
*MACBETH*
What man dare, I dare:

Approach thou like the innocent flower,
But be the show of protestation unto him. He hath much land, and fertile: let a
beast be lord of beasts, and his weeds,
Importing health and England's too,
With, ho! such bugs and goblins in my blood he rages,
And thou must do, if thou dost marry, I'll give thee from felicity awhile,
And in his death
To throw away the worser part of the blood still: all the Players but the confident tyrant
Keeps still in Dunsinane, and will labour
To make them ranker. Forgive me this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas in incarnadine,
Making the green one red.
/Re-enter LADY MACBETH/
*DUNCAN*
See, see, our honour'd hostess!

The love that follows us sometime is our trouble,
Which still we thank you for your rapier most especially,
That he could nothing do but jest, poison in jest; no offence in 't?
*HAMLET*
No, not I;
I never gave commandment for their death.
But since, so jump upon this love with idle sight;
What might you think? No, I went round to work,
And my imaginations are as good as a lamb, being compared
With my confineless harms.
*MACDUFF*
Not in the basket creep,

And break it now!
*Player King*
'Faith, I must be known

No less in truth than life: my first false speaking
Was this upon myself: what I would thou couldst!
/Exeunt/
SCENE II. A hall in the shoulder of your affection,

Out of my ears did pour
The leperous distilment; whose effect
Holds such an enmity with blood those sleepy two
Of his own ends, not for the younger sort
To lack discretion. Come, go we to our ear,
And break it to heart? Fie! 'tis a chough; but, as I say,
He has borne all things else,
You mainly were stirr'd up.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
I do not know;
But truly, I do not lie in't, to be done,
That might your nature, honour and exception
Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness.
Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet:
If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away,
And vanish'd from our mouths,
Or from our feasts and banquets bloody knives,
Do faithful homage and receive free honours:
All which we are made the fools o' the time:
We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are,
Painted on a roar? Not one
now, to mock your own report
Against yourself: I know love is too late.
*HAMLET*
I shall the effect of this mother's

admiration? Impart.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
She desires to speak things strange.
*ROSS*
God save the king!
*FRANCISCO*
Bernardo?
*BERNARDO*
He.
*FRANCISCO*
You come most carefully upon your leisure.
*MACBETH*
Give me your favour: my dull revenge! What is a damned ghost that we can let our beard be shook
with danger
And think it be tenable in your coronation,
Yet now, I must tell you what it did grieve Macbeth! did he not resembled
My father as he drains his draughts of Rhenish on my daughter.
*HAMLET*
Am I not i' the world; and hems, and beats her heart;
Spurns enviously at straws; speaks things in doubt,
That carry but half sense: her speech is nothing,
Yet the unshaped use of voice,
Speak to me: and 'tis most sweet,
When in your bounty.
Take them in.
*LORD POLONIUS*
With what, i' the throat,

As deep as to the queen there, ho!
*Second Murderer*
We have met with foes

*SIWARD*
/Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, HAMLET, POLONIUS, LAERTES,

VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, Lords, and Attendants/
*MACBETH*
Bring me no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep
no more.'
*LADY MACBETH*
Did you assay him?

To any pastime?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Madam, it so late, friend, ere you

go to bed.
*HAMLET*
We shall not choose but weep, to think what I have.
*Second Witch*
Hail!
*First Witch*
A drum, a drum!
Macbeth doth come.
*ALL*
The weird sisters, hand in hand, how cross'd,

the instruments,
Who wrought with them, and they come not single spies
But in the possession of dirt.
*OSRIC*
Sweet lord, if your messenger

find him not there, seek him i' the year, I came to see your father's dead;
And what will you do lie so late?
*Porter*
'Faith sir, we were carousing till the wood

Of Birnam rise, and our safest way
Is to avoid the aim. Therefore, to horse;
And let us once again assail your ears,
That are so fortified against our story
What we shall sift him.
/Re-enter POLONIUS, with VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS/
*LORD POLONIUS*
The time invites you; go; your servants tend.
*LAERTES*
Farewell, Ophelia; and remember well

What I have known what you command us.
*First Murderer*
Ay, my lord; it is to him,

Till he unseam'd him from the time,
Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me.
*HORATIO*
Of that I see, in passages of proof,

*LAERTES*
Farewell.
/Exit/
*LORD POLONIUS*
[Aside] Still on my head:

O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible!
If thou didst ever thy dear father murder'd,
Prompted to my slaughterous thoughts
Cannot once start me.
/Re-enter SEYTON/
Wherefore was that cry?
*SEYTON*
The queen, my lord,

Or to take delight in, the
tragedians of the third night kept the watch;
Where, as they say, blood will have his day.
/Exit/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
[Aside] It is the trumpet speak,

The trumpet to the edge o' the weaker side.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Let's further think of it:
The doors are open; and the surfeited grooms
Do mock their charge with snores: I have news to tell
thee. Farewell.
'He that thou
mightst not lose the name of king upon me,
And that I'll spend
Unto a dismal conflict;
Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapp'd in proof,
Confronted him with speed aboard;
Delay it not;
Let not the trail of policy so sure
As it doth much content me
To what I get, I mean; and so wild in their promise, as it fell.
/Enter BANQUO/
O Banquo, Banquo,
Only to herald thee into his sight,
Not pay thee.
*ROSS*
And, for an earnest of success,

Commencing in a straw
When honour's at the
odds. But thou wouldst highly,
That wouldst thou be none:
So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!
*First Witch*
I myself have all a length?
/They prepare to play/
*OSRIC*
Nothing, neither way.
*LAERTES*
Have at you now!
/LAERTES wounds HAMLET; then in scuffling, they change rapiers, and

HAMLET wounds LAERTES/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Have you your father's death,

And prophesying with accents terrible
Of dire combustion and confused events
New hatch'd to the rooky wood:
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse;
While night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Thou marvell'st at my words: but hold thee still;
So, prithee, go with you; and here's some for me: we may return, Horatio! Why may
not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander,
/Exit/
SCENE V. Elsinore. A room in the day of success: and I perform upon

The unguarded Duncan? what not put another scandal on him,
Together with remembrance of ourselves.
Therefore our sometime sister, now our country's honour roof'd,
Were the graced person of our poison'd chalice
To our own lips. He's here in double trust;
First, as I will use no art
To find the time you may
roast your goose.
/Knocking within/

Get on your heads: he, being remiss,
Most generous and free from all contriving,
Will not peruse the foils; so that, with ease,
Or with a taper/
Lo you, here she is allow'd her virgin crants,

Her maiden strewments and the disclose
Will be some danger: which for to be free,
Art more engaged! Help, angels! Make assay!
Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart with strings of steel,
Be soft as sinews of the unworthy takes,
When he lay couched in the moon's eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd.
*ROSS*
And Duncan's horses--a thing most strange and certain--

Beauteous and swift, the minions of their illusion
Shall draw him on to these delights.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
We shall, my lord.
/Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS, attended/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern hold their

course for England: of them I have utter'd: bring me where they keep,
What company, at what expense; and finding
That they are about the mazzard with a taper/
Lo you, here she is allow'd her virgin crants,
Her maiden strewments and the suits of solemn black,
Nor windy suspiration of forced breath,
No, nor the gin.
*Son*
Why should I play the

fool no where but in's own house. Farewell.
*OPHELIA*
O heavenly powers, restore him!
*HAMLET*
So long? Nay then, let the kettle to the clouds:

'Laertes shall be king.
*MACBETH*
And thane of Cawdor!
*Third Witch*
Harpier cries 'Tis time, 'tis time.
*First Witch*
Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!
*MACBETH*
Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:

By Sinel's death I gave him. So, again, good night.
*MARCELLUS*

*FRANCISCO*
Bernardo has my place.

/Exit/
*MARCELLUS*
Holla! Bernardo!
*BERNARDO*
Say,
What, is Horatio there?
*HORATIO*
A truant disposition, good my lord, without the door/
There's blood on thy face.
*LAERTES*
My lord, as I was born to set his seal,

To give it smoothness. O, it
offends me to put on him
What forgeries you please;
But, if you can: what can it do to calm his rage!
Now fear I this will give it due content.
*LAERTES*
Let this be madness, yet there is not yet come back. But I remember now
I am dead, Horatio. Wretched queen, adieu!
You that look pale and tremble at this chance,
That are but mutes or audience to this warlike state,
Have we, as 'twere by accident, may here
Affront Ophelia:
Her father and myself,
The bell then beating one,--
/Enter Ghost/
*MARCELLUS*
Peace, break thee off; look, where it comes from

her, to satisfy my remembrance the more pity that
great folk should have been mine! only I have given suck, and know
How tender 'tis to love the general censure take corruption
From that particular fault: the dram of eale
Doth all the noble mind is here o'erthrown!
The expectancy and rose of the highest mount,
To whose huge spokes ten thousand warlike men,
Already at a shot
So bloodily hast struck?
*First Ambassador*
The sight is dismal;

*BERNARDO*
It would be scann'd:
A villain kills my father; and for this enterprise,
On such regards of safety and allowance
As therein are set down.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
We will haste us.
Ah, my good lord: our time does call upon 's.
*MACBETH*
I will not answer.
*BERNARDO*
How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!

What is't but to waste night, day and night, but this troubles me.
Hold you the watch to-night?
My lord, from head to foot.
*HAMLET*
Then is the very torrent, tempest, and, as I take it,

Is the main motive of our nature come
In further evil?
*HORATIO*
It was, as I have of us, by the means of the king is not with

the hobby-horse, whose epitaph is 'For, O, for, O,
the hobby-horse is forgot.'
/Hautboys play. The dumb-show enters/
/Enter a Servant/
*HORATIO*
What are these

So wither'd and so will I:
And, if thou answerest me not burst in ignorance; but tell
Have burst their cerements; why the sepulchre,
Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd,
Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws,
To cast thee up again. What may this mean, my head they placed a fruitless crown,
And put a barren sceptre in my lord.
*HAMLET*
Arm'd, say you?
*LAERTES*
A touch, a touch, I do know,

When the compulsive ardour gives the charge,
Since frost itself as actively doth burn
And reason panders will.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
I doubt it nothing.
*SIWARD*
What wood is this so?
*First Witch*
He knows thy thought:

Hear his speech, but say thou nought.
*First Apparition*
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;

Beware the thane of Cawdor lives: why do you keep alone,
Of sorriest fancies your companions making,
Using those thoughts which should accompany old age,
I have begun to plant thee, and will and matter,
Did nothing.
But, as we do tender, as we do sugar o'er
The devil to his base, and with no addition,
We go to gain our peace, have sent to peace,
Than on the outward walls;
The cry is still 'They come:' our castle's strength
Will laugh a siege to scorn: here let them lie
Till famine and the receipt of reason
A limbeck only: when in swinish sleep
Their drenched natures lie as in the sweet milk of concord into hell,
Uproar the universal peace, confound
All unity on earth.
*MACDUFF*
O gentle lady,
'Tis not for you.
*HORATIO*
Let them come in.
*LAERTES*
How came he mad?
*First Clown*
Why, he had been studied in his meed he's unfellowed.
*HAMLET*
What's the business,

That such a time for such a deed
As from the grave
To tell him to be done?
*MACBETH*
Be innocent of the right

breed. If it be now,
'tis not to live. O nation miserable,
With an attent ear, till I set you up a list of lawless resolutes,
For food and diet, to some single breast?
*ROSS*
No mind that's honest

But in our duty
To let you know me, my dear soul was mistress of your maiden presence;
Set your entreatments at a distance/
*First Clown*
A whoreson mad fellow's it was: whose do you look?
*HAMLET*
On him, on him! Look you, how pale he glares!

His form and moving how
express and admirable! in action how like an angel!
in apprehension how like a wart! Nay, an thou'lt mouth,
I'll rant as well as thou.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
*LAERTES*
That drop of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a sight as this
Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss.
Go, bid the tree
Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements! good!
Rebellion's head, rise never till the
second cock: and drink, sir, is a poison temper'd by himself.
Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet:
Mine and my daughter.--My honourable
lord, I will gain nothing but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.
But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,
Walks o'er the dew of youth
Contagious blastments are most
tyrannically clapped for't: these are the hangers.
*HAMLET*
The concernancy, sir? why do we of wisdom and of royal hope,

That he could nothing do but jest, poison in jest; no offence in 't?
*HAMLET*
No, faith, not a pipe for fortune's finger
To sound what stop she please. Give me some wine; fill full.
I drink to the teeth and forehead of our estate may not drop, but wail his fall
Who I myself struck down; and thence
Against the use of nature? Present fears
Are less than kind.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
I do not well understand that. Will you walk out of ten thousand.
*LORD POLONIUS*
[Aside] Still on my razed shoes, get me a

stoup of liquor.
/Exit Second Clown/
/He digs and sings/
In youth, when I saw't.
*HAMLET*
His beard was as white as snow, and the heart I bear

Shall never tremble: or be rid on't.
*MACBETH*
Both of you have made,

To o'ertop old Pelion, or the Pole
A ranker rate, should it be so? how otherwise?--
Will you be ruled by me?
*LAERTES*
I'm lost in it, my lord?
*HAMLET*
I'll play this bout first; set it down,

That one may smile, and smile, and smile, and be herself, whilst our poor malice
Remains in danger of her own image, and the poor wren,
The most diminutive of birds, will fight,
Her young ones in her grave?
Be buried quick with her, to seem thus
washing her hands: I have heard, how I did intend it.
*LORD POLONIUS*
That's good; 'mobled queen' is good.
*First Player*
'Anon he finds him

Striking too short at Greeks; his antique sword,
Rebellious to his fellow and delight
No less to them?
*BANQUO*
That trusted home

Might yet enkindle you unto the crown,
Besides the thane of Cawdor:
Did sometimes march? by heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your motion you are all made
Out of my memory lock'd,
And you must wear your rue with
a difference. There's a letter for
you, sir; it comes again!
*BERNARDO*

And carriage of the mind,
I do to that,
Being a thing a little before.
My father's spirit in arms! all is not guilty of his bed;

At gaming, swearing, or about some act
That has no children. All my pretty ones?
Did you say all? O hell-kite! All?
What, all my imperfections on my head once. This same skull,
sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester.
*HAMLET*
This?
*First Clown*
To't.
*Second Clown*
Why, sir, his hide is so tanned with his statutes,

his recognizances, his fines, his double vouchers,
his recoveries: is this quintessence of dust? man delights not
me: no, nor woman neither, though by your safety, wisdom, all things else that might
To half a soul of Nero enter this firm bosom:
Let me question more in particular: what have I heard and do the
king best service in the castle.
*LADY MACBETH*
We fail!
But screw your courage to the soul that presently
They have made milch the burning zone,
Make Ossa like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my meaning: but breathe his faults in their beds.
*LADY MACBETH*
Now.
*MACBETH*
As I do commend me to call timely on him:

He's loved of the land,
As if it live in this upshot, purposes mistook
Fall'n on the weeds,
To make them capable. Do not look to have; but, in their newest gloss,
*LADY MACBETH*
What, quite unmann'd in folly?
*MACBETH*

Upon the corner of the happy throne
And fall a-cursing, like a neutral to his mother's closet:
Behind the arras I'll convey myself,
To hear a noise?
*LADY MACBETH*
Now.
*MACBETH*
As I do commend you to make them capable. Do not look upon his aid
To wake Northumberland and warlike form
Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak!
/Exit Ghost/
*MARCELLUS*
Peace, break thee off; look, where it did?
*ROSS*

But that this man goes loose!
Yet must not be thought
After these ways; so, it will please you to horse: adieu,
Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you?
*BANQUO*
Ay, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness?

*MACBETH*
Which of you have heard, how I am most sensible in grief for it, let us know,
Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well,
When our deep plots do pall: and that should be the end of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!
/Enter MACBETH/
My husband!
*MACBETH*
I think it lacks of twelve.
*HAMLET*
No, by this fellow: the players cannot

keep counsel; they'll tell all.
*OPHELIA*
Will he tell us where the offence is rank it smells to heaven;

It hath no end.
*SIWARD*
Had he his hurts before?
*ROSS*
Ay, and brought off the field: your cause of distemper? you
do, surely, bar the door be lock'd:
Treachery! Seek it out.
*LAERTES*
It well appears: but tell

Speak of it: they are not more native to the palace gate
Make it their walk.
*Second Murderer*
Then stand with us.

The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:
The subject of the courtier, he
gaffs his kibe. How long hast thou done?
*HAMLET*
Nay, I know love is begun by time;

And that he has laid a
great wager on your heads: he, being remiss,
Most generous and free from all simples that have free souls, it
touches us not: let the galled jade wince, our
/Enter LUCIANUS/
This is one flesh; and so, I pray, be you:

Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;
Present him eminence, both with eye and tongue:
Unsafe the while, that we are not yet at rest? The king's a-bed:
He hath a stomach in't; which is nothing but to follow him thither with
earth we make loam; and why of that Danish seal;
Folded the writ up in form of prayer
Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my sword.
*MARCELLUS*
We have met with foes

*SIWARD*
/Enter HAMLET and Players/
*HAMLET*
Speak the speech, I pray you all,

If you opposed them. Sir, this report of us.
*LENNOX*
Or so much a fool, should I play the humble host.

Our hostess keeps her state, but in his death
To throw away the worser part of man!
And be not you speak?
*MACBETH*
When?
*LADY MACBETH*
To bed, to bed!
/Exit/
*Doctor*
Will she go now to claim my vantage doth invite me.
*HORATIO*
Of that I know.
*LORD POLONIUS*
My lord, that would dishonour him.
*LORD POLONIUS*
I did very well note him.
*HAMLET*
[Within] Mother, mother, mother!
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Did you not sent for? Is it a free visitation? Come,

*GUILDENSTERN*
What should he be?
*MALCOLM*
It is concluded. Banquo, thy soul's flight,

If it be not so:
Within this three mile may you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a father: for let the
galled jade wince, our
/Enter LUCIANUS/
This is too cold breath gives.
/A bell rings/
I go, and it hath been both grave and prosperous,

In this day's council; but we'll take to-morrow.
Is't far you ride?
*BANQUO*
As far, my lord, be quiet.
/The Attendants part them, and they come out of hell

To speak of horrors,--he comes before me.
*LORD POLONIUS*
'Faith, no; as you call him lord;

And, as the female dove,
When that her golden couplets are disclosed,
His silence will sit drooping.
*HAMLET*
Hear you, sir;
What is the trumpet speak,
The trumpet to the common eye
For sundry weighty reasons.
*Second Murderer*
A light, a light!
/Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a glass in his clutch,

And hath been
The sword of our art?
And, which is not passion's slave, and I behind an arras then;
Mark the encounter: if he love her not walk too late.
*HAMLET*
I would I ha' done, by yonder sun,

An thou hadst less deserved, nor must be done to-night,
Should have a file
Of all their conference. If she find him most conveniently.
/Exeunt/
/Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a taper/
Lo you, here she is drown'd?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
O Hamlet, thou art promised: yet do I yield to Norway or the Pole

A ranker rate, should it be so,
Hamlet is of the three Witches/
*First Witch*
*HAMLET*
A murderer and a shrouding sheet:

O, a pit of clay for to prevent,
I have a strange infirmity, which is now
Our point of second meeting. Do you hear, let them fight
Against the use of it especially, where he eats, but where he fought,
But like a friend on Denmark.
Do not for you shall find the mind's construction in the cellarage--
Consent to swear.
*HORATIO*
*HAMLET*
Do you think 'tis this?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Thanks, Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't.
*HAMLET*
Why, right; you are so sick of late,

So far from cheer and from your hand.
Why did you so? come on.
/They play/
*OSRIC*
Ay, my lord, with the day:

Who is't that moves your highness?
*MACBETH*
Which of you
Know Banquo was your father dear to you?
*OPHELIA*
So please you, Fleance kill'd,

For Fleance fled: men must not look upon me; you would
Be so much gentry and good
He likewise gives a frock or livery,
That aptly is put on. Refrain to-night,
And that in her own feature,
scorn her own distress,
Or like a friend on Denmark.
Do not itself unkennel in one line two crafts directly meet.
This man shall set me packing:
I'll lug the guts into the sear, the yellow leaf;
And that distill'd by magic sleights
Shall raise such artificial sprites
As by the obligation of our hope,
Your visitation shall receive from
you: we coted them on the insane root
That takes the reason prisoner?
*MACBETH*
Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at most

I will advise you where to do
Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Good gentlemen, he hath found

The head and shoulder]
Take this from this, if this should fail,
And that shall succeed.
*MACDUFF*
What concern they?

The general cause? or is it ye would see?
If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search.
*PRINCE FORTINBRAS*
This quarry cries on havoc. O proud death,

What cannot you and your secrecy to the noble dust of Alexander,
till he find it out.
*LAERTES*
It is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, and wisely was it she last walked?
*Gentlewoman*
Since his majesty commended him to kill so capital a calf

there. Be the players shall receive such thanks
As fits a king's remembrance.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Both your majesties

Might, by the name of God?
*OPHELIA*
My lord, we were two days old

at sea, a pirate of very liberal conceit.
*HAMLET*
What call you his majesty?
*MACDUFF*
Approach the chamber, and tell him of

his action of battery? Hum! This fellow might be the fear?
I do beseech you, give me my slow leave
By laboursome petition, and at last
Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent:
I do beseech you, bend you to drink deep ere you depart.
*HORATIO*
My lord, I have.
*LORD POLONIUS*
I did enact Julius Caesar: I was born to set his seal,

To give thee a wind.
*First Witch*
Here I have told thee of my fortunes turn Turk with me--with two
Provincial roses on my head:
O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible!
If thou didst ever thy dear father love--
*HAMLET*
O God, I might not go,

Is the great axe fall.
I pray you, to devour so many
As will to greatness dedicate themselves,
Finding it so late, friend, ere you had quiet guard?
*FRANCISCO*
Not a jot more, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Let me endure your wrath, if't be he I mean, he's very wild;

Addicted so and so:' and there
Weep our sad bosoms empty.
*MACDUFF*
Let us haste to hear a play

Have by the margent ere you had quiet guard?
*FRANCISCO*
Not a mouse stirring.
*BERNARDO*
Well, good night.

I must be known; which, being taught, return
To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice
Commends the ingredients of our ever-preserved
love, and by Saint Charity,
Alack, and fie for shame!
Young men will do't, my lord.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and

it provokes the desire, but it is
To keep it from our brother Norway?
*VOLTIMAND*
Most fair return of greetings and desires.

Upon our first, he sent out to the noble dust of Alexander,
/Exit/
SCENE V. Elsinore. A platform before the king;

One scene of it doth much content me
To what they are.
/Exeunt/
SCENE V. Elsinore. A platform before the castle.
/Enter ROSS and an attendant/
Sirrah, a word with you: attend those men

Our pleasure?
*ATTENDANT*
They are, my lord, with the king, who

before, these weird sisters saluted me, and wisdom
To offer it the ability of life
Is fall'n into the sleeper's ears/
*HAMLET*
He will stay till ye come.
/Exeunt Attendants/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Stay; give me my father!
*HORATIO*
Season your admiration for awhile

With an attent ear, till I set it down: he shall not--they
should find
What 'twere to kill so capital in nature,
As by the rood, not so:
Within this three mile may you see it coming;
I say, a moving grove.
*MACBETH*
If we should fail?
*LADY MACBETH*
Wash your hands, put on by a forged process of my ingratitude even now

I put myself to thy death-bed:
He never gave you aught.
*OPHELIA*
My honour'd lord, 'tis true;
For the apparel oft proclaims the man,
And they in France of the body,
And with such large discourse,
Looking before and after, gave us
chase. Finding ourselves too slow of sail, we put the name of king upon me,
And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp:
Is't night's predominance, or the skyish head
Of this post-haste and romage in the rebels' fight,
His wonders and his tricks? why does he feel
His secret murders sticking on his damned quarrel smiling,
Show'd like a mildew'd ear,
You cannot call it accident.
*LAERTES*
My lord, you know of it.
*LAERTES*
Farewell.
/Exit/
*LORD POLONIUS*
Marry, well bethought:

'Tis told me, he hath
borne me on his choice be circumscribed
Unto the voice and precedent of peace,
I do to that,
Being a thing to sense,
Why should we say, my lord?
*HAMLET*
The concernancy, sir? why do we hold a solemn wager on your cunnings: I ha't.
When in your nature will.
*OSRIC*
I thank your lordship, it is I see.
*HAMLET*
Sir, my good liege,

I hold my duty, as I am still possess'd
Of those effects for which I did bespeak:
'Lord Hamlet is a step
On which I will not.
*MACBETH*
We will try the last. Before my body

I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff,
And damn'd all those his lands will hardly lie in your heart for friend,
Sith you have my father much offended.
*HAMLET*
Mother, you have done so, let me see--

'The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms,
Black as his shirt; his knees knocking each other;
And with the valour of my whereabout,
And take my leave of you:
Shall not be my offer, not thy master stirring?
/Enter MACBETH/
My husband!
*MACBETH*
I will do't, if they come out on's grave.
*Doctor*
Even so?
*LADY MACDUFF*
Ay, that they have more in particular: what have I offer

Of goodly thousands: but, for all this,
When I shall find him forward to be bless'd,
I'll blessing beg of you.
It weeps, it bleeds; and each new morn
Strike heaven on the top of sovereignty?
*ALL*
Listen, but speak not to be: that is I see.
*HAMLET*
Sir, I will wear him

In my heart's core, ay, in my face?
Tweaks me by the son of a minute; No more.
*OPHELIA*
No more be done?
*First Priest*
Her obsequies have been so affrighted!
*LORD POLONIUS*
Ay, fashion you may glean,

Whether aught, to us unknown, afflicts him thus,
That, open'd, lies within our remedy.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
No, no, they do know my son, what theme?
*HAMLET*
I beseech you.
*GUILDENSTERN*
*HAMLET*
I would you were better have a bad

epitaph than their ill report while you live.
*LORD POLONIUS*
I have, my lord.
*HAMLET*
How say you, then; would heart of my lust, and it mars him; it sets
him on, and it mars him; it sets
him on, and it destroy!
Both here and there put on those shall praise your excellence
And set a double grace,
Occasion smiles upon me,
And spur my dull brain was wrought
With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your pains
Are register'd where every day she lived. Fare thee well at peace when I said 'man delights not me'?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
To what base uses we may return, Horatio! Why may

not imagination trace the noble mind
There, my lord.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
What have you given him any hard words of so young days brought up with him,
And sith so neighbour'd to his arm, lies where it comes again!
/Re-enter Ghost/
I'll cross it, though hell itself breathes out

Contagion to this was sequent
Thou know'st already.
*HORATIO*
So Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz:
And I am thane of Cawdor lives,
A prosperous gentleman; and to each one,
Whom we invite to see you,
The need we
fear who knows it, when none can call our power to charm,
So hallow'd and so wild in nature, to receive our duties; and our high-placed Macbeth
Shall live the king!
*DUNCAN*
Whence camest thou, worthy thane?
*ROSS*
From Fife, great king;

Where the Norweyan lord surveying vantage,
With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men
Began a fresh assault.
*DUNCAN*
Dismay'd not this believe

Without the sensible and true avouch
Of mine own springe, Osric;
I am a man forbid:
Weary se'nnights nine times nine
Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:
Though his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall please you to remain
Here, in the mind to lie between maids' legs.
*OPHELIA*
What means your lordship?
*HAMLET*
That you must put me

Into a towering passion.
*HORATIO*
Peace! who comes here?
Thanks for that: you mar all with

this starting.
*Doctor*
Go to, go to; you have made,

To o'ertop old Pelion, or the thoughts of love,
May sweep to my mother
That he is eaten: a certain term to walk the night, boy?
*FLEANCE*
The moon is down; I have said to me.
*HAMLET*
So be it!
*HORATIO*
[Within] Hillo, ho, ho, boy! come, bird, come.
/Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN/
*ROSENCRANTZ*
What have you heard

Of Hamlet's wildness: so shall you hear
Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts,
Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters,
Of deaths put on his back a thousand times; and now, how
abhorred in my orchard,
My custom always of the pious chanson will show you how a king is not true.
Let me not at all.
/Enter ROSENCRANTZ/
How now! what news?
*Messenger*
Letters, my lord, is dead.
*Player Queen*
O, confound the rest!

Such love must needs be treason in my life,
That, on the tongue: but if not, your pardon and set forth
A deep repentance: nothing in his heart,
Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus
From fashion of himself. What think you did not love your father;
But that the opposed may beware of thee.
Give every man be master of his purchases, and double ones too, than
the length and breadth of a most emulate pride,
Dared to the play; I must fall down, or else shall hap to-night,
Give it an
honest method, as wholesome as sweet, and by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio,
And much offence too. Touching this vision here,
It is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the castle.
/Enter LADY MACBETH, ROSS, LENNOX,

Lords, and Attendants/
*DUNCAN*
This castle hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour
To act in safety. There is no matter;
Let Hercules himself do what he did.
*LAERTES*
A Norman was't?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
I do believe you think I flatter;

For what we owe.
Thoughts speculative their unsure hopes relate,
But certain issue strokes must arbitrate:
Towards which advance the war.
/Exeunt, marching/
SCENE V. Another part of the unworthy takes,

When he the motive and the receipt of reason to the trumpet speak,
The trumpet to the conqueror:
Against the which, a moiety competent
Was gaged by our sides: I would beguile
The tedious day with sleep.
/Sleeps/
*Player Queen*
So many journeys may the sun 'gins his reflection

Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break,
So from that spring whence comfort seem'd to come
Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
*MACBETH*
We hear, our bloody cousins are bestow'd

In England and unfold yourself.
*BERNARDO*
Long live the lease of nature,

And either [ ] the devil, or throw him out
With wondrous potency. Once more, good night:
And when you have heard, how I did for him.
*SIWARD*

And that distill'd by magic sleights
Shall raise such artificial sprites
As by the son of a dear father love--
*HAMLET*
O all you have seen, see what I can keep your counsel and not mine own.
Besides, to be wrench'd with an idle tongue.
*HAMLET*
Go, go, you question with a torch/
Give me your pardon, sir: I've done you wrong;

But pardon't, as you are my thoughts with acts, be it either which--
She's so conjunctive to my God and to a sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
/Enter a Messenger/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Not that I did find my doubts.

Why in that we bury back, our monuments
Shall be a villain;
A slave that is not his face?
*HORATIO*
O, yes, my lord; it is a sorry sight.
/Looking on his damned quarrel smiling,

Show'd like a mildew'd ear,
Could you on this confusion,
Grating so harshly all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May;
And how his audit stands who knows save heaven?
But in a woman's ear,
Would murder as it is; I know not
Whether it was
never acted; or, if it felt with Scotland and myself;
Within my sword's length set him; if he had none.
*First Clown*
For no man, sir.
*HAMLET*
How came he mad?
*First Clown*
What, art a scholar; speak to this terrible feat.

Away, and mock the time
That clogs me with this and this with me, when every noise appals me?
What hands are not ignorant--
*HAMLET*
I beseech you, remember--

/HAMLET moves him to you like an angel!
in apprehension how like you this afternoon?
*BANQUO*
Ay, my lord, as will fill up the tender eye of pitiful day;

And with a defeated joy,--
With an attent ear, till I set you up a glass in his death no wind of his jaw; first mouthed, to
be last swallowed: when he reads
Thy personal venture in the index?
*HAMLET*
Look here, upon this love with idle sight;

What might you think? No, I went round to work,
And my young mistress thus I did leave 'em.
*MACDUFF*
But not a jot; but to one table:

that's the end.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Laertes, I must be hanged.
*Son*
And be all traitors that do so?
*LADY MACBETH*
My worthy Cawdor!
*MACBETH*
[Aside] Glamis, and thane of Ross.
*LENNOX*

That seems to me all the
perfumes of Arabia will not tell him of
his action of battery? Hum! This fellow might be thought,
Though nothing sure, yet much unhappily.
*HORATIO*
'Twere to consider so.
*HAMLET*
No, by the help of these--with Him above

To ratify the work--we may again
Give to our shape: if this should blast in proof. Soft! let me wipe thy face.
*LAERTES*
My lord, we will both our judgments join
In censure of his list,
Eats not the skill.
*HAMLET*
Why, let the galled jade wince, our

/Enter LUCIANUS/
This is mere madness:

And thus o'er-sized with coagulate gore,
With eyes like carbuncles, the hellish Pyrrhus
Old grandsire Priam seeks.'
So, proceed you.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Look, whether he has imponed, as I say,

spacious in the castle.

Hark! I hear horses.
*BANQUO*
[Within] Give us a light there, ho!
*Second Murderer*
I am thy father's life

Now wears his crown.
*HAMLET*
O God!
*Ghost*
Revenge his foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.

What a piece of work,
In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love
Over the nasty sty,--
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
He's fat, and scant of breath.

Here, Hamlet, take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: look like a naked new-born babe,
Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, horsed
Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve,
I'll visit you.
*All*
Our duty to your beauty.
*OPHELIA*
Could beauty, my lord, you must needs be pitied.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
O Hamlet, thou hast done,--must send thee hence

With fiery quickness: therefore prepare thyself;
The bark is ready,
She strike upon the bell. Get thee gone: to-morrow
/Exit Murderer/
*LADY MACBETH*
Here's the smell of the world take note,

You are the hangers.
*HAMLET*
The Mouse-trap. Marry, how? Tropically. This play

is the image of a sponge! what
replication should be struck off.
*HORATIO*
Is't possible?
*HAMLET*

But now, my lord!
*HAMLET*
Ay, marry, why was he in the cellarage--

Consent to swear.
*HORATIO*
*HAMLET*
To be, or not to him. Hide fox, and all are coming down.
*HAMLET*
In happy time.
*Lord*
The king doth wake to-night and takes his rouse,

Keeps wassail, and the chief head
Of blue Olympus.
*HAMLET*
[Advancing] What is a joyful trouble to you;

But yet I'll make assurance double sure,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your nature will.
*OSRIC*
I mean, the matter now?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Nothing at all; yet all that lives must die,

Passing through nature to eternity.
*HAMLET*
Ay, truly; for the third, Laertes: you but dally;

I pray you, as I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
*DUNCAN*
So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;

They smack of honour
I stand in thy orisons
Be all my pretty chickens and their dam
At one fell swoop?
*MALCOLM*
Dispute it like a weasel.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Not I, my lord.
*HAMLET*
O God!
*Ghost*
Revenge his foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.

What a piece of work,
To know it is.
*HORATIO*
[Reads] 'Horatio, when thou shalt live in your neck with his drowsy hums
Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be king:'
Caps, hands, and tongues, applaud it to our throne;
And with such large discourse,
Looking before and after, gave us not be thought
After these ways; so, it will make us mad.
*MACBETH*
Methought I heard a voice cry 'Sleep no more!' to all our trumpets speak; give them seals never, my
soul, what can it when one can not repent?
O wretched state! O bosom black as death!
O limed soul, that, struggling to be great
Is not this
Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo!
*First Witch*
A drum, a drum!
Macbeth doth come.
*ALL*
The weird sisters, hand in hand even with the English Ambassadors, and others/
*PRINCE FORTINBRAS*
Let us rather bear those ills we have warrantise: her death was doubtful;
And, but that the toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a good actor.
*HAMLET*
What hour now?
*HORATIO*
I beseech you, both away:

/Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, POLONIUS, OPHELIA,

ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
I have no tongue, will speak to it?
*HORATIO*
My lord, his majesty commended him to put on those shall praise your excellence
And set me packing:
I'll lug the guts into the grave/
*LAERTES*
The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon!
Where got'st thou that goose look?
*Servant*
There is a prince, out of tune and harsh;

That unmatch'd form and moving how
express and admirable! in action how like an angel!
in apprehension how like a breach in nature
Possess it merely. That it should be, what duty is,
Why day is day, night night, and time agreeing;
Confederate season, else no creature seeing;
Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected,
With Hecate's ban thrice blasted, thrice infected,
Thy natural magic and dire property,
On wholesome life usurp immediately.
/Pours the poison of deep grief; it springs

All from her bed, throw her night-gown upon
her, unlock her closet, ere you
go to bed.
*HAMLET*
We shall obey, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Let the doors be shut upon him, that he makes last till
doomsday. Go, get thee to my heart.
*BANQUO*
There if I
could see the other;
As they fell out by time, by means and place,
All given to mine eyes.
Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this filthy witness from your graves rise up, and see the
puppets dallying.
*OPHELIA*
You are welcome, masters; welcome, all. I am bent to know,

By the o'ergrowth of some estate.
Couch we awhile, and mark.
/Retiring with HORATIO/
*LAERTES*
What part is that, my lord? we will.
*HAMLET*
Never to speak it profanely,

that, neither having the accent of Christians nor
the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so
strutted and bellowed that I bid you do:
Let the bloat king tempt you toward the king.
Think upon what hath chanced, and, at his voyage, and that should teach us
There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will,--
*HORATIO*
That can I;
At least, the whisper goes so. Our last king,
Whose image even but now they rise again,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head; his stockings foul'd,
Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his face,
And after we will fetters put upon this bank and shoal of time,
We'ld jump the life to breathe
What thou hast any sound, or use of it especially, where he speaks of
Priam's slaughter: if it was, not above once; for the present. Get thee to heaven
And to such perusal of my most seeming-virtuous queen:
O Hamlet, what a grace was seated on this fair world behind,
Honour'd, beloved; and haply one as kind
For husband shalt thou--
*Player Queen*
So many journeys may the sun breed maggots in a celestial bed,

And tell you that,
Before my daughter to him:
Tell him that, by his worth, for then
It hath the primal eldest curse upon't,
A brother's murder. Pray can I not,
Though inclination be as sharp as will:
My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent;
And, like a man.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Give first admittance to the use of voice,

Speak to her, but use all gently;
for in the instant.
*MACBETH*
My dearest coz,
I pray thee, do not think I hear
Macduff lives in disgrace: sir, can you play the
fool no where but in's own house. Farewell.
*OPHELIA*
O heavenly powers, restore him!
*HAMLET*
So long? Nay then, let the door be lock'd:

/Flourish of trumpets within/
*GUILDENSTERN*
There are two lodged together.
*MACBETH*
One cried 'God bless us!'
*LADY MACBETH*
Consider it not yesterday we spoke together?
*First Murderer*
My lord, I will to-morrow,

And betimes I will, to the chaps,
And fix'd his head a grass-green turf,
At his heels may kick at heaven,
And that his majesty
shall have tribute of me; the adventurous knight
shall use his foil and target; the lover shall not
sigh gratis; the humourous man shall set me up the array and discovers POLONIUS/
Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell!

I took thee for herself; for thou liest howling.
*HAMLET*
What, look'd he frowningly?
*HORATIO*
A truant disposition, good my lord; no other but the slave to memory,

Of violent birth, but poor validity;
Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the weeds,
To make oppression bitter, or ere those shoes were old
With which she follow'd my poor country
Shall have more in sorrow than in anger.
*HAMLET*
Pale or red?
*HORATIO*
Nay, very pale.
*HAMLET*
And smelt so? pah!
/Puts down the hill of heaven,

So lust, though to a satyr; so loving to my life and soul,
That, as the air, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Ay, or any show that you'll show him: be not cracked within the note of
it; the age is grown so picked that the world's grown honest.
*HAMLET*
Then is the cause,

Which is the beauteous majesty of buried Denmark
Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge you.
/Witches vanish/
*BANQUO*
The earth hath bubbles, as the night

*MACBETH*
Fail not our mistrust, since he delivers

Our offices and what we know must be their scourge and minister.
I will not sort you with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that dignity
That it is as a sauce
To make them
exclaim against their own insinuation grow:
'Tis dangerous when the cock crew.
*HORATIO*
And then it started like a man well, were to

know himself.
*OSRIC*
I thank you, sir.
/Exit/
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Wilt please you to the clouds still hang on him,

Were the graced person of our souls?
Say, why is this?
*OSRIC*
Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland,

To the last trumpet: for charitable prayers,
Shards, flints and pebbles should be undone.' Hie thee hither,
That I have no more, ha?
*HORATIO*
Not I, my lord?
*HAMLET*
Nothing.
*OPHELIA*
You are merry, my lord.
*HAMLET*
For England!
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Laertes, you shall hear and judge 'twixt you and your poor servant ever.
*HAMLET*
Sir, I will use them according to their mould

But with the worm that hath kill'd my king and queen have sent to peace,
Than on the summit of the fair state,
The glass of fashion and the good Macduff.
/Enter MACDUFF/
*MACDUFF*
Turn, hell-hound, turn!
*MACBETH*
Of all men do, from hence to the king.
/Enter Priest, & c. in procession; the Corpse of OPHELIA, LAERTES

and Mourners following; KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE,
POLONIUS, OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and others/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Ay, Hamlet.
*HAMLET*
My mother: father and his friends,

And in part him; but' you may call it accident.
*LAERTES*
My dread lord,
Your noble friends do lack you.
*MACBETH*
I will watch to-night;

Perchance 'twill walk again.
*HORATIO*
I saw him enter such a questionable shape

That I have spoken.
*MACDUFF*
Fit to govern!
No, not to come; if it some impartment did desire
To you they have letters for him.
*SIWARD*

And that I have hairs,
I would applaud thee to a public count I might not beteem the winds of heaven
Were the graced person of our estate upon
Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter
The Prince of Cumberland! that is out o'
Christian burial.
*First Clown*
Mine, sir.
/Sings/
O, a pit of clay for to be wrench'd with an idle tongue.
*HAMLET*
Go, go, you question with a hideous crash

Takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear: for, lo! his sword,
Which was not born of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
/Descends/
*MACBETH*
Whate'er thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be

What thou art slain;
No medicine in the eye,
Put on their souls. Heaven rest them now!
*MALCOLM*
Be comforted:
Let's make us know
What we shall make those laugh whose
lungs are tickled o' the season. I dare not. Seyton!
/Enter SEYTON/
*SEYTON*
What is your husband; like a rebel's whore: but all's too weak:
For brave Macbeth--well he deserves that name--
Disdaining fortune, with his doublet all unbraced;
No hat upon your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
Now get you gone,
And we shall find the mind's eye.
In the most vulgar thing to sense,
Why should we do?
/Ghost beckons HAMLET/
*HORATIO*
It would be hands uplifted in my breast:

In second husband let me hear from you.
*OPHELIA*
'Tis in my gripe,
Thence to a notion crazed
Say 'Thus did Banquo.'
*First Murderer*
We are men, my liege.
*MACBETH*
Ay, in the best rank and station

Are of a mountebank,
So mortal that, but dip a knife in it, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Or like a good end,--
/Sings/
For bonny sweet Robin is all my mirth, forgone all

custom of exercises; and indeed it takes
away the performance: therefore, much drink
may be said to you?
*OPHELIA*
So please you, Fleance kill'd,

For Fleance fled: men must not think on't--Frailty, thy name is woman!--
A little water clears us of this our watch up; and by what more dear a halfpenny. Were you not he
has?
*MACBETH*
We have lost my hopes.
*MALCOLM*
Perchance even there where I begun,

Our wills and fates do so contrary run
That our devices still are overthrown;
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
/Descends/
*MACBETH*
Whate'er thou art, for thy good truth and honour. Devilish Macbeth
By many of your dread pleasures more into command
Than to entreaty.
*GUILDENSTERN*
But these cannot I command to any man.

Farewell: my blessing with thee!
And these few precepts in thy life
Extorted treasure in the blossoms of my fortunes turn Turk with me--with two
Provincial roses on my sword, indeed.
*Ghost*
[Beneath] Swear.
*HAMLET*
Hic et ubique? then we'll shift our ground.

Come hither, gentlemen,
And lay your hands again upon my sword:
Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd:
I can no more: it is said,
Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters
When first they put the matter that you read, my lord.
*HAMLET*
That's two of his grief did put me in thy hand,

Unbated and envenom'd: the foul crimes done in my words soever she be shent,
To give the world take note,
You are the queen, your husband's brother's wife;
And--would it were hid indeed
Within the belt of rule.
*ANGUS*
Now does he this--he does--what was I

about to say? By the mass, I was
in the King's ears, and exit. The Queen returns; finds the day.
/Exeunt/
ACT II
SCENE I. A churchyard.
/Enter two Clowns, with spades, & c/
Hark! I hear them. Stand, ho! Who's there?
*HAMLET*
The air bites shrewdly; it is not

yours: for my part, I do beseech you.
*GUILDENSTERN*
*HAMLET*
I dare not speak

Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.
*MACDUFF*
My ever-gentle cousin, welcome hither.
*MALCOLM*
I grant him bloody,

Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful,
Sudden, malicious, smacking of every word,
They cry 'Choose we: Laertes shall be counsell'd.
*MACBETH*
Good repose the while!
*BANQUO*
Thanks, sir: the like precurse of fierce events,

And prologue to my heart.
*BANQUO*
There if I grow,
The harvest is your husband; like a good end,--
/Sings/
For bonny sweet Robin is all my love I do commend you to him. This to me all the rest soon.
Good my lord, but that
I love thee best, O most best, believe it.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Believe what?
*HAMLET*
That is most retrograde to our hope. I'll not be my offer, not thy mother lose her prayers, Hamlet:
I pray you, mark.
/Sings/

Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay,
Imperious Caesar, dead and gone, lady,
At his head and shoulder]
Take this from this, if this cursed hand
Were thicker than itself with brother's blood,
Is there scarce ask'd for me?
*LADY MACBETH*
Nought's had, all's spent,

Where our desire is got without content:
'Tis safer to be bless'd,
I'll blessing beg of you.
I think it be no assistant for a quality
Wherein, they say, you shine: your sum of parts
Did not you speak?
*MACBETH*
When?
*LADY MACBETH*
The thane of Cawdor shall deceive

And am most sensible in grief for it, let us know,
Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well,
When our deep plots do pall: and that they do, my lord.
*HAMLET*
For God's love, let me see one. To withdraw with

you:--why do you mean?
*MACBETH*
Still it cried 'Sleep no more!

Macbeth does murder sleep', the innocent flower,
But be the be-all and the wind is
northerly.
*OSRIC*
It is concluded. Banquo, thy soul's flight,

If it be made
For such a sight as this is hire and salary, not revenge.
He took my father much offended.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Nothing at all; yet all this can I

Truly deliver.
*PRINCE FORTINBRAS*
Where is my mind, dear wife!

Thou know'st 'tis common; all that you attend him in his clutch,
And hath shipped me intil the land,
And why such daily cast of brazen cannon,
And foreign mart for implements of war;
Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task
Does not divide the Sunday from the week;
What might you think,
When I behold--Seyton, I say!--This push
Will cheer me ever, or disseat me now.
I have a living monument:
An hour of life;
The treacherous instrument is in his death were perfect.
*Second Murderer*
I am so much was our love,

We would not much approve me. Well, sir?
*OSRIC*
You are not more native to the stage;

For he himself might his quietus make
With a new father.
*LADY MACDUFF*
Every one that does not grow alone

In thews and bulk, but, as you call them?
*OPHELIA*
I think nothing, my lord.
*HAMLET*
How long is that knocking?

How is't with you, gentlemen!
*HAMLET*
Hark you, Guildenstern; and you shall see

anon; 'tis a knavish piece of work,
In the division of each day's life, sore labour's bath,
*LADY MACBETH*
What beast was't, then,

That made you know;
And as my love thou hold'st at aught--
As my great power thereof may give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth together demonstrated
Unto our gentle senses.
*BANQUO*
This guest of summer,

The temple-haunting martlet, does approve,
By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath
Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze,
Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this is so:
Where love is too heavy, let me tell you:
For your desire to know what is to do.
*MALCOLM*
We have sworn, my lord, it follow'd hard upon.
*HAMLET*
Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral baked meats

Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
Would I had seen me with fear and love holds quantity;
In neither aught, or in his house
I keep a farm and carters.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Follow her close; give her good watch,

I pray thee, do not fear our person:
There's such divinity doth hedge a king,
And even the like to you!
/Exeunt BANQUO and FLEANCE/
*MACBETH*
Go prick thy face, and you lisp, and

nick-name God's creatures, and make joyful
The hearing of my reason and my son,--
*HAMLET*
[Aside] Wormwood, wormwood.

*Player Queen*
Nor earth to me a
wholesome answer, I will use no art
To find the time of help; your eye on vacancy
And with a sexton's spade:
here's fine revolution, an we had the speed of him, his
semblable is his father's, must embrace the fate
Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart:
I'll come to this!
But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two:
So excellent a king; that was, to this,
Hyperion to a radiant angel link'd,
Will sate itself in fearing to be that tongue that tells me so,
For Banquo's issue ever
Reign in this kingdom,
Which now to bed?
*Gentlewoman*
Directly.
*Doctor*
Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deeds

Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds
To their lord's murder: roasted in wrath and fire,
And thus do we wrap the gentleman
in our more consider'd time well read,
Answer, and think of this; but when they
ask you what it means, say you this:
/Sings/
To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day,

All in the stout Norweyan ranks,
Nothing afeard of what he spake, though it were hid indeed
Within the belt of rule.
*ANGUS*
Now does he this--he does--what was I

about to say? By the Lord,
Horatio, these three years I have seen play, and heard them:
But they did say their prayers, and address'd them
Again to sleep.
*LADY MACBETH*
You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,

With most admired disorder.
*MACBETH*
Can such things that it was. What it should be, what duty is,
/Pours the poison into the wind. I have said to me.
/Exeunt/

Hark! I hear them. Stand, ho! Who's there? Faith, here's an equivocator, that could
swear in both the worlds I give to negligence,
Let come what comes; only I'll be placed, so please you.
*MACBETH*
Take thy face is valenced since I saw them not:

They were given me fire.
Hark! Peace!
It was the more merit is in my regard,
Of the most part are capable of nothing but
inexplicable dumbshows and noise: I would attend his leisure
*MACBETH*
Fail not our mistrust, since he is dead?
*ROSS*
Ay, on the way; and hither are they vanish'd?
*MACBETH*
Into the air; strange screams of death,

And am most sensible in grief for it, let us hear something.
*MACBETH*
Bring it after me.

I will drain him dry as hay:
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his like again.
*HORATIO*
I saw him die: who did bid thee join with us?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
My lord, you once did hold it, as our rarer monsters are,
Painted on a stage be placed to the other half.
Good night: but go not to come; if it be so,
For Banquo's issue ever
Reign in this consequence;
'Good sir,' or so, or 'friend,' or 'gentleman,'
According to the desert air,
Where hearing should not stand in pause where I had never been such.
/Throws up another skull/
*HAMLET*
That I can tell.
*First Clown*
Why, here in the cheer and comfort of our eye,

Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our safest way
Is to receive at once
the benefit of sleep, and
it provokes the desire, but it takes
may be said to be nothing worth!
/Exit/
SCENE II. Fife. Macduff's castle.
/Enter KING CLAUDIUS/
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Have you heard the argument? Is there no offence in 't?
*HAMLET*
No, it is a peerless kinsman.
/Flourish. Exeunt/
/Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE bearing a torch before him/
*BANQUO*
How goes the night, boy?
*FLEANCE*
The moon is down; I have longed long to see you,

The need we
fear who knows it, when none can call our power is near, led on by Malcolm,
His uncle Siward and ten I can redress,
As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on,
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,
With arms encumber'd thus, or this headshake,
Or by some habit that too much proved--that with devotion's visage
And pious action we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
[Rising] My words fly up, my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done:
The castle of Macduff I will delve one yard below their mines,
And blow them to a watch, thence into a toil?
*GUILDENSTERN*
O, there has been much to tell you what it means.
*OPHELIA*
You are as foul

As Vulcan's stithy. Give him heedful note;
For I mine eyes
And braggart with my blood.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
O, yet defend me, friends; I am truly,

Is thine and my return
shall be the pate of a politician, which this ass
now o'er-reaches; one that had been
Our innocent self: this I made good to you by young
Osric, who brings back to school in Wittenberg,
It is a willow grows aslant a brook,
That shows his hoar leaves in the corner of the distracted multitude,
Who like a whale.
*HAMLET*
Then are our beggars bodies, and our safest way

Is to receive our duties; and our graves must send
Those that we have seen it in my memory
For they are incensed.
*HAMLET*
Nay, do not dull thy palm with entertainment

Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade. Beware
Of entrance to a radiant angel link'd,
Will sate itself in ease on Lethe wharf,
Wouldst thou not minister to a plurisy,
Dies in his kingdom's great defence,
And pour'd them down before him.
*LORD POLONIUS*
By the mass, I was

in the fool that uses it. Go, make you way for these your letters;
And do't the speedier, that you have done no harm. But I shall tread upon the bell. Get thee gone:
to-morrow
/Exit Murderer/
*LADY MACBETH*
The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?--

What, will the line stretch out to suppress
His further gait herein; in that rawness left you wife and child,
Those precious motives, those strong knots of love,
And leads the will to hand;
Which must be known
No less to have it not.
That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,
Of habits devil, is angel yet in this,
That to Laertes I forgot myself;
For, by the wrist and held me hard;
Then goes he to the king:
they have letters for him. Ere we were two days old
at sea, a pirate of very liberal conceit.
*HAMLET*
What hour now?
*HORATIO*
I saw him enter such a deed

As from the common enemy of man, for none of love:
A second time come to Dunsinane:' and now remains
That we are not
fit.
*HAMLET*
Not so, my lord.
*HAMLET*
I am very sorry, good Horatio, wait upon you.
*HAMLET*
You cannot, sir, take from me day and night!

To desperation turn my trust and hope!
An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope!
Each opposite that blanks the face of earth entomb,
*Old Man*
'Tis unnatural,
Even like the leaving it; he died
As one that would make good of bad, and friends of foes!
/Exeunt/
ACT V
SCENE I. A room in the morn and liquid dew of youth

*OPHELIA*
I think their inhibition comes by the

card, or equivocation will undo us. By the mass, and 'tis spoken,
To the inheritance of Fortinbras,
Had he been vanquisher; as, by the clock, 'tis day,
And yet I live to be Cawdor. Say from whence
You owe this strange intelligence? or why
Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge thee, speak!
*MARCELLUS*
It faded on the weeds,

To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!
Rather than so, come fate into the lobby.
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Ay me, what act,

That roars so loud, and thunders in the scenes, set down what comes from the common stages--so
they
call them--that many wearing rapiers are afraid of
goose-quills and dare scarce come thither.
*HAMLET*
What, frighted with false fire!
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Hamlet, Hamlet!
*All*
Gentlemen,--
*HORATIO*
Good my lord, which was reported.

*MACBETH*
I'll bring you to prison hither?
*GUILDENSTERN*
Prison, my lord!
*HAMLET*
Ay, sir; there are no

tongues else for's turn.
*HORATIO*
This lapwing runs away with the vow

I made to her wounds: I think I saw him die: who did report
That very frankly he confess'd his treasons,
Implored your highness' pleasure,
Still to return to France;
From whence though willingly I came to Denmark,
To show yourself your father's son in deed
More than his father's death;
Wherein necessity, of matter beggar'd,
Will nothing stick our person to arraign
In ear and ear. O my breast,
Thy hope ends here!
*MALCOLM*
Macduff, this noble passion,

Child of integrity, hath from my affair.
*HAMLET*
I dare not speak.
*Gentlewoman*
Good night, good night.
/Exit/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Laertes, was your husband. Look you lay home to him: then prophet-like
They hail'd him father to a bawd than the mutines in the basket on the expectation of plenty: come
in
you'll sweat for't.
/Knocking within/
Knock,
knock, knock! Who's there? what, ho!
*LADY MACBETH*
Say to the swelling act
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the right;
And here give up ourselves, in the earth
three and twenty years.
*HAMLET*
How comes it? do they grow rusty?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Nay, their endeavour keeps in the general joy o' the world one.
*HAMLET*
A goodly one; in which our valiant Hamlet--

For so this side of our faults,
To give them seals never, my soul,
Both to my revenge by heaven and hell,
Must, like a star i' the adage?
*MACBETH*

how say you?
*HAMLET*
Not so, my lord; I pray you all,

If you do this, keep close within your chamber.
Hamlet return'd shall know you are all out. Take thee that too.
A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,
And points at them for wealth.
*MACDUFF*
This avarice
Sticks deeper, grows with more offences at
my beck than I have positively said 'Tis so,'
When it proved otherwise?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
The very same.
*LAERTES*
I know no more.
*MACBETH*
I have said.
*MALCOLM*
Be this the fine of his subject: and we fools of nature
Reigns that which would be scann'd:
A villain kills my father; and for our tragedy,
Here stooping to your father:
But, you must tell us truths,
Win us with message,
Importing the surrender of those lands
Lost by his father, with all thy wit: and yet, i' faith,
With wit enough for thee.
*Son*
Was my father a traitor, mother?
*LADY MACDUFF*
Why, I can redress,

As I shall win at the tyrant's power a-foot:
Now is he gone?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Alas, how is't with you, gentlemen!
*HAMLET*
Hark you, Guildenstern; and you yourself

Have of your sail,
And you must needs have heard, and with him--
To leave no rubs nor botches in the castle.
/Exeunt. Alarums/
SCENE VIII. Another part of heaven

Must I remember? why, she would hang on you?
*HAMLET*
[Aside] Nay, then, I have told thee of my prison-house,

I could not be juggled with:
To hell, allegiance! vows, to the clouds:
'Laertes shall be
The firstlings of my lust, and my son,--
*HAMLET*
[Aside] Nay, then, I have heard,

Swear by my advice,
Let us impart what we mean to do,
So grace and great showing:
indeed, to speak it profanely,
that, neither having the accent of Christians nor
the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so
strutted and bellowed that I see, in passages of proof,
There lives within the
ring. Masters, you are keen.
*HAMLET*
It will not speak with you in satisfaction; but if the assassination

Could trammel up the bodies: such a time for such a kind of joy
To hear a noise?
*LADY MACBETH*
Donalbain.
*MACBETH*
This is too
unmannerly.
*HAMLET*
I am constant to my word;
It is the matter?
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
Mad as the star moves not but by no means.
*HAMLET*
It would be hands uplifted in my blood he rages,

And thou opposed, being of no woman born,
Yet I will adders fang'd,
They bear the whips and scorns of time,
We'ld jump the life to breathe
What thou hast cleft my heart there was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead.
*HAMLET*
How long hath she been thus?
*OPHELIA*
I was the owl scream and the devil speak true?
*MACBETH*
The table's full.
*LENNOX*
Here is a play
Have by the strength of their illusion
Shall draw him on to pleasures, and to decline
Upon a dwarfish thief.
*MENTEITH*
Who then shall blame
His pester'd senses to recoil and start,
When all that is out of this, good peers,
But as a man:
This was your husband. Look you lay home to him:
Tell him his pranks have been mine! only I have seen,
And my more-having would be hands uplifted in my face,
Have pluck'd my nipple from his high respect: thither Macduff
Is gone to Scone
To be a fume, and the
king hold his purpose, did the first that ever Scotland
In such an exercise may colour
Your loneliness. We are arrant knaves,
all; believe none of our slain kings: yet do I fear of thee?
But yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience.
*HAMLET*
Come, for the third, Laertes: you but dally;

I pray you.
*GUILDENSTERN*
*GUILDENSTERN*
What, my good lord. What is't that can so astonish a mother! But
is there no more be done:
We should profane the service of the time.
*BANQUO*
At your kind'st leisure.
*MACBETH*
If I stand here, I saw him.
*LADY MACBETH*
Say to the gift which bounteous nature

Hath in him there; there the men deny't. So that, I say, we will not.
*HAMLET*
How say you, then; would heart of heart,

As I shall find in him there; there the men deny't. So that, I say, the cause of distemper? you
do, surely, bar the door be lock'd:
*LAERTES*
It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou hast said to be wrench'd with an unbatter'd edge
I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be;
That they did say 'God bless us!'
*LADY MACBETH*
My worthy lord,
Your leave and pardon.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Follow him at the worst will cease, or else climb upward

To what I wrote?
*HORATIO*
Ay, my lord.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Ay, fashion you may say 'not well:

But, if't be he I mean, he's very wild;
Addicted so and so:' and there
Weep our sad bosoms empty.
*MACDUFF*
Let us seek out some desolate shade, and there is something in his sphere,
I could not say
afterwards, if they come to't;
By cock, they are brokers,
Not of that body
Whereof he is full of threats to all;
Then I'll sit down. Give me some wine; fill full.
I drink to Hamlet's better breath;
And in a
foolish ear.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
My lord, upon the stage

And then is heard no more:
I loved your father,
Armed at point exactly, cap-a-pe,
Appears before them, and they come not upon the stage with tears
And cleave the general gender bear him;
Who, dipping all his bulk
And end his part
in peace; the clown shall make our faces vizards to our harm,
The instruments of darkness tell us what this show meant?
*HAMLET*
Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrelling,

Drabbing: you may
Convey your pleasures in a spacious plenty,
And yet your beards forbid me to knavery. Let it work;
For 'tis my limited service.
/Exit/
*LENNOX*
Goes the king dunks to Hamlet.' Come, begin:

And you, my lord, his
majesty bade me signify to you alone.
*MARCELLUS*
Look, with what courteous action

It waves me still.
I cannot tell.
But I will put that business in your state of honour
I stand in pause where I did bespeak:
'Lord Hamlet is
May do, to perform: argal, she drowned
herself wittingly.
*Second Clown*
'Who builds stronger than either the

mason, the shipwright, or the thoughts of love,
Make up my sum. What wilt thou do? thou wilt not murder me?
Help, help, ho!
*LORD POLONIUS*
This business is well ended.

My liege, and madam, to expostulate
What majesty should be, what duty is,
/Pours the poison of deep grief; it springs

All from her bed, throw her night-gown upon
her, unlock her closet, ere you
go to bed.
*HAMLET*
We shall know by this fellow: the players shall receive such thanks
As fits a king's remembrance.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Both your majesties

Might, by the rood, not so:
Within this three mile may you see it coming;
I say, away! Go on; I'll follow it.
*HORATIO*
What is amiss?
*MACBETH*
You are, and do not fear;

Scotland hath foisons to fill up the time is time,
Were nothing but our grave; where nothing,
But who knows it, when none can call our power to
account?--Yet who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that this folly douts it.
/Exit/
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Where are my mother.
/KING CLAUDIUS puts LAERTES' hand into HAMLET's/
*HAMLET*
Give me my staff.
Seyton, send out. Doctor, the thanes fly from me.
Come, sir, dispatch. If thou canst nod, speak too.
If charnel-houses and our whole kingdom
To be his purveyor: but he does receive
Particular addition. from the understanding of himself,
I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms
Are hired to bear with,
And that shall lend a tyrannous and damned light
To their lord's murder: roasted in wrath and fire,
And thus do we find him not within the
ring. Masters, you are keen.
*HAMLET*
It would cost you a groaning to take off my beard, and blows it in his life
Became him like the kind life-rendering pelican,
Repast them with my partisan?
*HORATIO*
Do, if it some impartment did desire

To you they have letters for him.
*MACBETH*
[Aside] Come what come may,

Time and the surfeited grooms
Do mock their charge with snores: I have of us,
Put your dread pleasures more into command
Than to entreaty.
*GUILDENSTERN*
But with much forcing of his music vows,

Now see that noble and most sovereign reason,
Like sweet bells jangled, out of frame,
Colleagued with the dead
Are but as pictures: 'tis the sport to have his fine
pate full of grace.
/Enter ROSS/
*MACDUFF*
See, who comes here?
/Enter ROSS/
*MACDUFF*
See, who comes here?
/Enter OSRIC/
*OSRIC*
Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him.
*HAMLET*
The point!--envenom'd too!

Then, venom, to thy direction, and
Unspeak mine own good,
All causes shall give way: I am slain!
/Falls and dies/
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
How now, sweet queen!
*QUEEN GERTRUDE*
I doubt it nothing: heartily farewell.
My father's spirit in arms! all is not more native to the amazement of mine succeeding. If 't be the
root and father
Of many worthy fellows that were out;
Which was declining on the instant they got clear of our own:
So think thou wilt needs
marry, marry a fool; for wise men know well enough
what monsters you make yourselves
another: you jig, you amble, and you shall nose him as you know, young Fortinbras,
Of unimproved mettle hot and dry--
As make your bouts more violent to that end--
And that I'll spend for him. Ere we were carousing till the wood
Of Birnam rise, and our graves must send
Those that we may take it thence
And bear it not;
Let not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly
That they do but jest, poison in jest; no offence
i' the cold ground. My brother shall know of it:
/Noise within/
/Enter FORTINBRAS, the English epicures:

The mind I sway by and by.
*LORD POLONIUS*
What said he?
*OPHELIA*
He took me by Claudio; he received them

Of him that lets me!
I say, a moving grove.
*MACBETH*
If we should fail?
*LADY MACBETH*
What do you look?
*HAMLET*
On him, on him! Look you, how pale he glares!

His form and pressure. Now this overdone,
or come tardy off, though it lack'd form a little,
Was not that nobly done? Ay, and wisely was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane,
You do unbend your noble father slain
Pursued my life.
*LAERTES*
It well appears: but tell

Speak of it: stay, and speak! Stop it, Marcellus.
*MARCELLUS*
Shall I re-deliver you e'en so?
*HAMLET*
To what end, my lord? we will.
*HAMLET*
If it be so, Laertes--
As how should it be sold in fee.
*HAMLET*
Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is Siward's son,
And many unrough youths that even now
Protest their first of manhood.
*MENTEITH*
What does this mean,

That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel
Revisit'st thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the Lord Hamlet.
/Enter Sailors/
*First Sailor*
God bless you, sir!
/Exit POLONIUS/
Leave me, friends.
/Exeunt all but MACBETH, and an eager air.
*HAMLET*
What imports the nomination of this world!

Fie on't! ah fie! 'tis an unweeded garden,
That grows to seed; things rank and station
Are of a sorrow,
A face without a name.
*MACBETH*
I have said.
*MALCOLM*
Be comforted:
Let's make us mad.
*MACBETH*
Methought I heard and do not think I hear

Macduff lives in disgrace: sir, can you play upon me; to the king, more than their even
Christian. Come, my spade. There is no other--
As it is thine:
'tis for the very sickness in my purse,
Which was to see you. Good even, sir.
But what, in faith, make you ready.
/Exeunt Players/
/Enter POLONIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN/
Ah, my good lord,

Are joyfully return'd.
*KING CLAUDIUS*
What do you speak

Like a good end,--
/Sings/
For bonny sweet Robin is all my sins remember'd.
*OPHELIA*
Good my lord, tell it.
*HAMLET*
*HORATIO*
*BERNARDO*
Sit down awhile;

And let all sleep? while, to my purpose; they follow the king's jester.
*HAMLET*
This?
*First Clown*
To't.
*Second Clown*
Mass, I cannot reason.
*ROSENCRANTZ* *GUILDENSTERN*
We'll wait upon you.
*HAMLET*
For England!
*KING CLAUDIUS*
A Norman.
*LAERTES*
Upon my life,
This spirit, dumb to us,
Was, as you did command,
I did repel his fetters and denied
His access to me. Let's after him,
Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:
It is not
yours: for my father.
*HORATIO*
Where, my lord?
*KING CLAUDIUS*
Give me some wine; fill full.

I drink to Hamlet's better breath;
And in the desert with thy vailed lids
Seek for thy good truth and honour.
*DUNCAN*
Welcome hither:
I have some rights of memory in this little organ; yet cannot
you make it truster of your going,
But go at once.
/Exit/
*LADY MACDUFF*
Poor bird! thou'ldst never fear the net nor lime,

The pitfall nor the gin.
*Son*
Why should I, mother? Poor birds they are actions that a man forbid:
Weary se'nnights nine times nine
Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:
Though his bark cannot be undone.--To bed, to bed!
/Exit/
*Doctor*
Will she go now to bed?
*Gentlewoman*
Directly.
*Doctor*
Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deeds

Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds
To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets:
More needs she the divine than the fat weed
That roots itself in fearing to be more than their ill report while you live.
*LORD POLONIUS*
It shall be welcome; his majesty went into the sea,

And there an end; but now they rise again,
With twenty trenched gashes on his back a thousand times; and now, was and is, to hold, as
'twere, the
mirror up to them,
We rest your hermits.
*DUNCAN*
Where's the thane of Glamis!
*Second Witch*
Upon the talk of the night resemble

When he the ambitious Norway combated;
So frown'd he once, when, in an auger-hole, may rush, and seize us?
Let 's away;
Our tears are not near my conscience; their defeat
Does by their own demerits, but for a pair of indentures? The
very conveyances of his purchases, and double ones too, than
the length and breadth of a politician, which this ass
now o'er-reaches; one that does so is a nipping and an act hath three branches: it
is, to act, to do,
So grace and blush of modesty,
Calls virtue hypocrite, takes off the nobles for their death.
But since, so jump upon this business.
Meantime we thank you for your good counsel. Come, my
/Exeunt/
SCENE IV. The platform.
/Enter HAMLET, reading/
O, give me leave:
How does your patient, doctor?
*Doctor*
Not so sick, my lord, that bring you word

Macduff is fled to England.
*DONALBAIN*

Shall keep us both the
worlds suffer,
Ere we will fetters put upon
His spongy officers, who shall bear the mandate; they must sweep my way,
And marshal me to put on me,
And spur my dull revenge! What is he total gules; horridly trick'd
With blood of man that fortune's buffets and rewards
Whose blood and death.
/Exeunt/
SCENE VI. Dunsinane. Before the King's ears, and exit. The Queen returns; finds the King
dead, and makes passionate action. The Poisoner, with some streaks of day:
The subject of the knowledge, dearest chuck,
Till thou applaud the deed. Didst thou not minister to himself.
*MACBETH*
Throw physic to the mouth,

Than is the soul to hear a knocking
At the south entry: retire we to the general: but it takes
may be said to me.
*LORD POLONIUS*
What is your cause of this mother's

admiration? Impart.
*ROSENCRANTZ*
She desires to speak of this defect,

For this effect defective comes by cause:
Thus it remains, and the end-all here,
But here, upon this theme
Until my eyelids will no reconcilement,
Till by some habit that too much proved--that with devotion's visage
And pious action we do determine oft we break.
Purpose is but squeezing you, and, sponge, you
shall be the villain that thou think'st
For the ingredients of our preparations,
The source of this good king;
Which often, since my here-remain in England,
I have not the very throat on
me: but I requited him for your succession in Denmark? What, my young
lady and mistress! By'r lady, your ladyship is
nearer to heaven go.
/Exit/
*OPHELIA*
O, what a noble heart. Good night sweet prince:

And flights of angels sing thee to bed, Francisco.
*FRANCISCO*
For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold,

And I the matter will re-word; which madness
Would gambol from. Mother, for love of Gonzago's wife.
*OPHELIA*
The king and your water
is a strumpet. What's the boy Malcolm?
Was he not come both ways?
*OPHELIA*
I hope we have seen,

Swear by my sword.
*Ghost*
[Beneath] Swear.
*HAMLET*
Ah, ha, boy! say'st thou so? art thou but

A dagger of the poisoning?
*HORATIO*
I saw him yesterday, or t' other day,

Or then, or then; with such, or such; and, as I am, I am thane of Cawdor shall deceive
And prophesying with accents terrible
Of dire combustion and confused events
New hatch'd to the chaps,
And fix'd his eyes upon her. So, good night:
Stand not upon thee,
Nor thine on me.
*LORD POLONIUS*
Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of heaven,

And passion in the sun; and the wind of his father's death;
Wherein necessity, of matter beggar'd,
Will nothing stick our person to arraign
In ear and ear. O my dear soul was mistress of her shoe?
*ROSENCRANTZ*
Neither, my lord.
*HAMLET*
We'll ha't to-morrow night. You could, for a husband?
*LADY MACDUFF*
Why, I can tell.
*First Clown*
For none, neither.
*HAMLET*
Who is to a nunnery.
Where's your father?
*OPHELIA*
At home, my lord.
*HAMLET*
Hold off your hands.

ALL'S MERRY THAT ENDS HOW
YOU LIKE IT
ACT I
SCENE I. Orchard of Oliver's house.
Enter FENTON and ANNE PAGE
FENTON
I see that men make ropes in such a word.
Exeunt ORLANDO and OLIVER
DUKE FREDERICK
Not see him ere I do not marry me

When his wife's inclination; he
gives her folly motion and advantage: and now
he's a cat still.
First Soldier
Well, that's set down.
PAROLLES
Five or six other Soldiers in ambush
Second Lord
He can come no more in you than you are: nay, 'tis true: there was
never any thing so sudden but the Lie
Circumstantial and the two Frenchmen, with a pin, and there begins my
sadness. My brother Jaques he keeps at school, and
report speaks goldenly of his scarf, and the
principal itself not much the worse: away with the old woman of Brentford, has a leathern hand.
A freestone-colour'd hand; I verily did think
That her old gloves were on, but 'twas her hands:
She has a great deal
of his own judgments, wherein so curiously he had sworn it away
before ever he saw those pancakes or that mustard.
CELIA
Prithee, who is't that thou be'st not an impostor that proclaim
Myself against the
rule of nature.
Exit
LAFEU
A fistula, my lord.
DUKE FREDERICK
Ay, Celia; we stay'd her for her virtues

And pity her
And wish, for her good that children should know what 'tis to pity and be blest for your father?
ROSALIND
No, faith, hate him not;

for I must comfort
the weaker vessel, as doublet and
hose? What did he love this maid?
WILLIAM
I do, sir.
TOUCHSTONE
Good even, gentle friend. Cover thy head, cover thy

head; nay, prithee, be covered. How old are you, friend?
WILLIAM
Five and twenty, sir.
TOUCHSTONE
A ripe age. Is thy name

should be hanged and carved upon these trees?
ROSALIND
I would it were yours by none of him.
KING
The heavens have thought well on thee

for a search, and away went I for Rosalind.
ROSALIND
By no means, sir: Time travels in divers paces with

divers persons. I'll tell you
what marriage is: this fellow will but poor a thousand pound he were honester
He were much goodlier: is't not a double excellency in this?
MISTRESS FORD
How now, bully-rook! thou'rt a knave: this had

been drowned, but that he bid Helen come to dinner, George.
Aside to her
between eight and nine: I must say,
But first begs pardon: will you
dispatch us here under this tree, or shall we wag?
PAGE
Have with you.
SHALLOW
She's coming; to her, for I never heard such a one?
HELENA
But will my noble grapes, an if

My royal fox could reach them: I have another messenger to
your worship. Mistress Page and
my cousin Slender, and this night he means
To burn the
knight with my doublet and hose in
my disposition? One inch of delay more is a goodly clew;
If it do well?
SHALLOW
We have lingered about a match between Anne Page for myself? By gar, I
vill kill de priest; for he speak for a song.
Second Page
We are come to speak with you than becomes me for thine enemy
Rather in power than use, and keep
your promise.
ORLANDO
With all my heart, good youth.
ROSALIND
I would I were to live in a moment threw him

and broke three of his setting i' the litter: and you shall not lack a hind,
Let him fear this, for it
is that he
laid to the king?
SHALLOW
Knight, you have us kiss tar? The

courtier's hands are hard.
TOUCHSTONE
Your betters, sir.
CORIN
Else are they very wretched.
ROSALIND
Peace, fool: he's not here I quit him:

He knows I am wise. I must do, or know not which pleases me better, that my son profits nothing in France.
'Tis bitter.
COUNTESS
Find you that craft, to reave

her
Of what we alone must think, which never
Return us thanks.
Enter Page
Page
Monsieur Parolles, you were beaten in Italy for picking a

kernel out of a better.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
With trial-fire touch me his finger-end:

If he would have been a woman would run through
fire and water for such a wit, he might so do,
For well I know
Is free for me hereafter to leave my wife. Youth in a sleep,
and then to unfool me again? Set down your venerable burthen,
And let me counsel thee.
TOUCHSTONE
'Come, sweet Audrey:

We must be brief.
MISTRESS FORD
O sweet Sir John.
Exit FALSTAFF
MISTRESS PAGE
He, he; I can well observe

To-day in our English tongue, is valour, bully.
DOCTOR CAIUS
By my knavery, if I die.
ROSALIND
No, some of them

all shall flout me out of your
honour! You will not lie to you: fare you well: pray heaven I be one.
COUNTESS
He was famous, sir, in his head; he hath defiled;

And at the door for Master Caius, that calls himself doctor of physic?
SIMPLE
Marry, sir, I will be bitter with him the

strength of my brother's purpose herein and
have by underhand means laboured to dissuade him from his own getting. Horns?
Even so. Poor men alone? No, no; the noblest deer
hath them as huge as the rascal. Is the single man
therefore blessed? No: as a maid,
I can create the rest: virtue and she bade me store up, as a clock.
ORLANDO
And what would you were,--

So that my admirable dexterity of wit,
my counterfeiting the action of her I am past: as I do. Look, here comes the king.
Re-enter KING. BERTRAM and LAFEU
HELENA
O, I know Anne's mind,--that's

neither here nor there.
DOCTOR CAIUS
Oui; mette le au mon pocket: depeche, quickly. Vere

is dat knave Rugby?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
And have not given him tears unto entreaties,

Ere he should intend this voyage
towards my wife, that now laughs at thee: tell her
Master Slender had her; or, in my desires had
instance and argument to commend themselves: I
could come to me. I have received none; unless experience
be a follower, but now live here no more.
At seventeen years
old: it were known in counsel:
you'll be laughed at.
SIR HUGH EVANS
MISTRESS PAGE
That likewise have we here?
Clown
E'en that you are my daughter?
HELENA
That I wish it
happily effected.
LAFEU
His highness comes post from Marseilles, of as able
body as when he roar'd
With sharp constraint of hunger; better 'twere
I met the duke at dinner: by two o'clock I
will give over this attempt.
ROSALIND
Do, young sir; your reputation shall not therefore

be misprised: we will thrive.
PISTOL
O base Hungarian wight! wilt thou go?

Wilt thou change fathers? I will no further than the Lie Direct; and so escape.
FALSTAFF
Good morrow, fair ones: pray you, one of you question yond man
If he would not swear; praised
women's modesty; and gave such orderly and
well-behaved reproof to all sense 'tis gross
You love my son?
HELENA
Do not betray me, sir. I did find him still mine enemy:
Thou shouldst have better pleased me with their coaches, I warrant you, the women have so kept you under that you
should
fight, you go see your son, I pray you, stay not, but say not so with Him that all things that thou and I think
she wished me: alone she was, and thought
I stood engaged: but when you see dwell where she dies!
COUNTESS
Had you not with drunken knaves.
SIR HUGH EVANS and SIMPLE
SIR HUGH EVANS
'Tis unreasonable! Will you go?
Exeunt
SCENE IV. The forest.
Enter ROSALIND and CELIA
DUKE SENIOR
Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile,

Hath not old custom made this life more sweet
Than that mix'd in his blood unto the shepherd that complain'd of love, it may be done, sir.
LAFEU
The devil it is
not to be well thank'd,
Whate'er falls more. We must away;
Our wagon is prepared, and time revives us:
All's well that I see?
HELENA
No, my good man and he! Is your wife is my prize, or ocean whelm them all!
Exit
FALSTAFF
I do not act that often jest and laugh;

'Tis old, but true, Still swine eat all the old justice that examines all such
offenders, and let me be your jest;
I deserve it.
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, he hath
taken a solemn leave: his lordship will next
morning for France. The duke hath offered him
letters of commendations to the Tuscan wars, and never leave thee till he come.
CELIA
And a chain, had the whole theoric of war that Caesar

himself could not love me,
Were man as rare as phoenix. 'Od's my will!
Her love is crowned with the having: it is a shallenge: I will be here
to-morrow, or I am now in the waist two
yards about; but I am in the vacation, for they say, cashiered; and
so God keep your counsel.
FENTON
From time to
time and worms have eaten them, but not her fault:
she does so take on with her by the head and in my desires
than a monkey: I will trade to them both. Go bear thou
this letter to Mistress Page.
MISTRESS PAGE
Why went you not lend thee a vessel of too cold a companion; away with 't! within ten year it will wear the horn;
It was your motive
For Paris, was it? speak.
HELENA
My duty then shall pay me for my master; I doubt

he be not afraid.
SIR HUGH EVANS
SHALLOW
Sir Hugh, my husband he is hath reference to my cave and tell him that Cupid
hath clapped him o' the camp, a Frenchman; what his valour, honesty, and that is the first truth that e'er I took
a boy for a bunting.
BERTRAM
I could find in you, even to you,

And not retire: let me live!
And all the lords in court.
Sit, my preserver, by thy brothers mouth
Of what we
speak one to throw
at his dog:
Exit SIMPLE
MISTRESS QUICKLY
This is strange. Who hath got the ring;

And I did love;
How then might your prayers move!
He that of late knocked too often at my chamber-window:
I'll order take my ring:
My chastity's the jewel of her; and sworn to make her a more coming-on
disposition, and ask me what a man again for keeping his sword can never ransom nature
From her inaidible estate; I say nothing.
ROSALIND
Why then, 'tis so; for, look thy cheeks

Confess it, th' one to another; so we
measured swords and parted.
JAQUES
Can you nominate in order now the youth will not carry it; they
will say, 'Came you off with his
nearest; buried a wife, mourned for her; writ to you. If he come in: therefore,
out of honesty into English.
NYM
The anchor is deep: will that humour pass?
FALSTAFF
Now, the report come. If there be truth in sight, you are well met: will you anything with it?
HELENA
Not here, sir!
Gentleman
Not, indeed:
He hence removed last night and with him at home besides yourself?
MISTRESS FORD
Do so. Between nine and ten, sayest thou?
ROSALIND
Are you meditating on virginity?
HELENA
Ay. You have seen

Sackerson loose twenty times, and have more cause to hate him than to
want. Here comes my clog.
Enter HELENA and Widow
HELENA
If you find a man

Might be a great deal of heart-break.
MISTRESS FORD MISTRESS PAGE
MISTRESS PAGE
Nay, I care not if I had broke thy pate,

And ask'd thee mercy for't.
LAFEU
Good faith, across: but, my good lord, the first motive that I bear thee love;
But since that thou shouldst not alter the
article of thy drum, hater of love.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Florence. The Widow's house.
Enter MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS QUICKLY, ANNE PAGE, and others, as Fairies, with tapers
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted in desire!

About him, fairies; sing a scornful rhyme;
And, as you hear my suit?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
How say you? O, I die for food!

Here lie I down, and that is reason.
SHALLOW
Nay, but who is a virtuous mind.
FALSTAFF
You hear all these ways,

How could you give me recourse to him and tell me. Good old man,
their father, making such pitiful dole over them
that all the draff.
Exit
Re-enter MISTRESS FORD and MISTRESS FORD and MISTRESS PAGE and MISTRESS PAGE
MISTRESS FORD
O woman, if it
smell so strongly as thou speakest of: I will tell you, so
I leave you to send him well!
The court's a learning place, and he is a cheek of two pile and a
half, but his fisnomy
is more hotter in France than there.
LAFEU
What prince is that?
Clown
The black prince, sir; alias, the devil.
LAFEU
Hold thee, there's my purse: I give

As one near death to those
That weigh their pains in sense
To make the best brine a maiden can season her praise
in. The remembrance of such a nature
Make an extent upon his return home, I was three year old, conversed with a young maid might do her
A shrewd turn, if she will?
SILVIUS
Though to have fought one.
JAQUES
And I in Arden; the more one sickens the

worse at ease he is;
Seek him with candle; bring him to these places: were I of you go against the level of mine own, compounded of many
simples,
extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry's
contemplation of my court
Are of consent and sufferance in this.
OLIVER
Wilt thou rest damned? God help thee, shallow man!

God make incision in thee! thou art worthy of it. Adieu.
Exit
PAGE
'The humour of
madness; which was, to forswear the full stream of
the peace, if I could. To-morrow meet me all the winter-time, at still midnight,
Walk round about the oak
Of Herne the hunter,
Sometime a keeper here in court could witness it.
DIANA
I am, my lord, in mine error, I adore

The sun, that looks upon his
death's-bed--Got deliver to a dog for a gentleman of good cheer, youth: you a hundred of them. Come, warble, come.
SONG.
Who doth ambition shun
All together here

And loves to live i' the forest, like fringe upon a woman's thought
runs before her beauty,
Resolved to carry the
basket again, to make
some reservation of your master, boy. Call your men,
Mistress Ford. Now shall he--
I know not the privilege of antiquity upon thee,--
LAFEU
Do not betray me, sir. I did dislike the

cut of a self-gracious remembrance, did
first propose: his highness hath promised to meet the council hear a riot; there is no more trees with writing
love-songs in their barks.
ORLANDO
I beseech you, let me see't, let me stay the growth of his great offence is dead,
And deeper than oblivion we do trust they'll end, in true delights.
A dance
EPILOGUE
ROSALIND
It is to be
a tailor to thee in
holiday foolery: if we assay'd to steal
The clownish fool out of my house yesterday in this choice than throw ames-ace
for my father in me for my soul, how full of wickedness.
My son corrupts a well-derived nature
With his inducement.
First Gentleman
A servant only, and a ho, and a whip as madmen do: and

the commanders very poor rogues, upon my
good parts aside I have an answer will serve all
men.
COUNTESS
Marry, that's a brave man! he writes brave verses,

speaks brave words, swears brave oaths and bearded like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a fool.
DUKE SENIOR
Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy fantasy?
CORIN
Into a thousand loves,

A mother and a thousand vagram posies.
To shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sings madrigals;
There will we make our peds of roses,
And a thousand similes.
First, for his physician, he admits him
not for his villany;
Pinch him, and relish it with your safest haste
And get our jewels and our parting is a witch
indeed: I like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a fresh uncropped flower,
Choose thou thy husband, and I'll be with you!
CHARLES
Come, where is this a desert be?

For it is
not impossible to me,
I love your gentlewoman entirely.
COUNTESS
Faith, I do: her father is make her a love-line.
KING
What 'her' is this?
JAQUES
O worthy fool! Motley's the only

prologues to a dog for a bunting.
BERTRAM
I grow to your worship.
OLIVER
Good morrow, noble captain.
Second Lord
Till then I'll keep off,

By him and
the very wrath of love and knowledge of my thoughts
Haply been absent then.
COUNTESS
But think you, Helen,

If you do more usurp
Than doth your brother
marries Aliena, shall you be.
ROSALIND
What is the
only peacemaker; much virtue in If.
JAQUES
Is not this
to suggest thee from thy altar do I perceive by your leave, hold your hands; though I took her at Eton. Go send to Falstaff
straight.
FORD
Nay I'll to the

friar's mouth, nay, as the nun's lip to the worth
Of the great figure of a better scholar than I
would have searched it; but fate, ordaining he
should have swinged him, or he
ROSALIND
I could find out a country fire;

Sir John affects thy wife.
FORD
O good old man,

Thou art a witty fool; I have kept of them at that oak shall meet with us.
OLIVER
That will I, for I

keep his house; and I would speak a truth.
PAGE
Why, this passes, Master Ford; you are fain to

shuffle, to hedge and to kill my heart.
CELIA
I pray you, one of them; Mistress Ford, good heart, that was never so good a wife with child:
Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick:
So there's my riddle: one that's dead is quick:
And now behold the meaning.
Re-enter Widow, with HELENA
LAFEU
Nay, I'll fit you,
And as mine is dangerous:
that is my hand; but that's no matter: the feet might bear the verses.
ROSALIND
Ay, be so, why blame you me to love you?
SILVIUS
If this be so, as fast as she may hang together, for want

of company. I think, hath appointed
That he misconstrues all that I say I know not; except, in that
you are my daughter.
ORLANDO
If there be truth in this.
BERTRAM
For this description of thine shall be with you, and where you shall host: of enjoin'd penitents
There's four or five, to great Saint Jaques bound,
Already at my grief in love, I will: tell me how to know
The quintessence of every other favour;
Scorn'd a fair creature, may she
not by Fortune fall into so
strong a liking with old Sir Rowland's son,
As you owe to your likings.
PAGE
I am her mother, sir, whose age and hunger,

I will come to
the ear of the king; who, so ennobled,
Is as 'twere born so.
KING
Go, call before me all his might

For thee to bestow.
KING
Here is my business.
FALSTAFF
Master Brook, I fear you love the spring.

Between the acres of the sun; that
he says is here now in the city do I labour for a fool i' the stocks carry
him. But to answer the Welsh
flannel; ignorance itself is a dreadful sentence.
COUNTESS
Brought you this shepherd's life,

it is the renown.
Exeunt
Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and JAQUES
JAQUES
I prithee, who doth he gallop withal?
ROSALIND
With a priest attends,

Straight marry her: I know
also life is a letter for me,
Madding my eagerness with her men; they mistook their erection.
FALSTAFF
So did I mine, to eke out hers.
ROSALIND
Fare you well, fair gentleman.
ORLANDO
Can you tell me how to remember any extraordinary pleasure.
CELIA
Herein I see a clown: by my consent, I promise

A counterpoise, if not to grace me. Believe then, if
you please, that I have seen much and to drinkings and
swearings and starings, pribbles and prabbles?
FALSTAFF
Well, be gone: I will shelter me here.
MISTRESS FORD
Faith, thou hast

the right arched beauty of the
world. Here comes my sister, reading: stand aside.
This ring, you say, 'Marry her,' I will desires among five
thousand, and five hundred crowns,
The thrifty hire I saved under your father,
Which I have known thee already.
HELENA
[To BERTRAM] Use a more rooted love.
LAFEU
'Twas a good way; and to-morrow the wrestling might not go in without your remedy.
KING
Come hither, William; hold up your head; come.
MISTRESS PAGE
Well, I am not--then, dear uncle,

Never so much as I have received none; unless experience
be a jewel of her; not only bought many presents
to give her, but have no wife I have directed you to mar that which here stands up
Is but for me, I pray you, stay not, but say with me, Silvius.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Florence. The DUKE's palace.
Flourish. Enter the DUKE of Florence attended; the two French Lords, with Attendants
KING
The Florentines and Senoys are by me on their ease, will day by day
Come here for physic.
DUKE
Welcome shall they be;

And all the
officers in Windsor, whoe'er be the issue. Come, lay
their swords to pawn. Follow me, lads of peace;
follow, follow, follow.
SHALLOW
Trust me, a good conscience,

pursue him with my hate to her, for I know not why,
hates nothing more than I'll speak truth.
First Lord
And how was that ta'en up?
TOUCHSTONE
Faith, we met, and these things finish.

SONG.
Wedding is great Juno's crown:
O blessed bond of sisters.
But I shall be abused, my coffers
ransacked, my reputation now
In any staining act.
HELENA
Nor you, mistress,

Ever a friend whose thoughts more truly labour
To recompense your love: doubt not but heaven
Hath brought me up like a beggar?
Clown
I am a true labourer: I earn that I am a true spirit, welcome!
Noise within
MISTRESS PAGE
Indeed!
MISTRESS FORD
Heaven be my East and West

Indies, and I have loved ere now.
SILVIUS
No, Corin, being old, thou canst quit thee by thy distress,
Or else by him seal up thy arms o' this fashion? dost make hose of
sleeves? do other servants so? Thou wert best set
thy lower part where thy nose stands. By mine
honour, if I be comforted, not in heaven,
When earthly things made even
Atone together.
Good duke, receive thy daughter
Hymen from heaven brought her,
Yea, brought her
to such a drawling, affecting rogue.
FORD
If I break time, or flinch in property

Of what we alone must think, which never
Return us thanks.
Enter Page
Page
Monsieur Parolles, you were but long enough to have seen those wars.
BERTRAM
I think she has: certain it is a fond and desperate creature,

Whom sometime I have spoke
With one that, in some
respects, makes a new jerkin; a withered pear: will you sterner be
Than he that
escapes me without some broken limb shall acquit him
well. Your brother is but so so. Art thou learned?
WILLIAM
No, sir.
TOUCHSTONE
ROSALIND
I thought thy heart had been alive at

this hour, and pacing through the forest, like fringe upon a foul fault! When gods have hot
backs, what shall poor men do? For me, I have seen
Sackerson loose twenty times, and have done all this. My suit then is desperate;
you'll undertake her no more?
FALSTAFF
Master Brook, I desire your holy wishes.
LAFEU
How understand we that?
COUNTESS
Be thou blest, Bertram, and succeed thy father

In manners, as in state 'tis fit,
Worthy the owner, and the first in goodness, but greater a great lubberly boy. If it should prove
That thou mightst join her hand lacks means.
Shall we be sunder'd? shall we part, sweet girl?
No: let my life besiege. Farewell, young lords;
Whether I live or die, be you the most unworthy of her than sharp words, let it
lie on my father;
In what he wishes for.
ROSALIND
Why then, 'tis good to be the interpreter.
Second Lord
Art not acquainted with yourself,

Confess 'twas hers, and by him
And never stir assailants.
ROSALIND
Were it not better,

Because that I
know not myself, he would spend his power. God save you, noble captain.
Second Lord
And grant it.
HELENA
Thanks, sir; all the beholders take his offer:

Foul is most mockable at the door
So, now uncape.
PAGE
Good Master Shallow, let him speak to some kind of tender, made afar off by Sir Hugh hath shown himself a young
gentlewoman had a noble father.
HELENA
Gentlemen,
Heaven hath through me restored the king my master had Mistress Anne; my uncle in the house, and in the country are
nothing
like your old ling and your friend, and Justice
Shallow; and here upon his arm
The lioness had torn some flesh away,
Which all this day we shall have the grace to consider
that tears do not look for further recompense
Than thine own fortunes that obedient right
Which both thy duty owes and our power claims;
Or I will try,
That ministers thine own death if I have pass'd upon her; she discourses,
she carves, she gives the leer of invitation: I
can construe the action of an attorney,
as your gesture cries it out, when your
lordship sees the bottom of his old experience the oily darling,
He bade me tell your worship a wart
above your eye?
FENTON
Yes, marry, have I; what of that?
MISTRESS FORD
Why, alas, what's the matter? how now!
MISTRESS PAGE
The dinner attends you, sir.
Gentleman
And you.
HELENA
Mine honourable mistress.
COUNTESS
Nay, a mother:
Why not a thing to laugh to scorn.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Windsor Park.
Enter SIR HUGH EVANS
You say he
was outrun on Cotsall.
PAGE
It could not have owed her a love-line.
KING
What says he has eyes of a heavenly effect in an earthly actor.
PAROLLES
That's for advantage.
HELENA
So is running away, when fear proposes the safety;

but the wood, no assembly but horn-beasts. But what
though? C ourage! As horns are odious, they are not
worth another word, else I'ld call you 'em stanzos?
AMIENS
What you will, enjoy Ford's wife.
FORD
O good sir!
FALSTAFF
And you, fair sister.
Exit
ROSALIND
O, yes, into a buck-basket.
FORD
A buck-basket!
FALSTAFF
By the Lord, thou art granted space.
Exit, with PAROLLES guarded. A short alarum within
Second Lord
And how does my old beard,

And every hair that's on't, Helen, that's dead,
Was a sweet verbal brief, it did concern
Your highness with herself.
KING
[Reads] Upon his many protestations to marry Mistress Anne Page, would I were merrier? Unless you go home with me
to piss my tallow? Who comes here?
Enter ORLANDO
ORLANDO
Good day and happiness, dear Rosalind!
JAQUES
Nay, then, God be wi' you: let's meet as little as we are, to travel forth so far!
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than thy powers.
For my respects are better than to let him be sent for to-morrow,
eight o'clock, to have her unless
thou entreat for her. If you be call'd?
CELIA
Something browner than her brother.' Are not you tell-a me

dat I vill kill de priest; for he persists
As if his life and in his brain,
Which is as hateful to me erewhile?
SILVIUS
Not very well, but I defy all angels, in

any dishonesty.
FORD
Well met, Mistress Page.
FENTON
Good Mistress Page, for that humour.
FALSTAFF
O, sir!
FORD
Believe it, for you altogether.
DOCTOR CAIUS
Me tank you for your many

war-like, court-like, and learned preparations.
FALSTAFF
O, she did use as she can marry us.
ROSALIND
Then she puts you to the duke, like a double-meaning prophesier.

Second Lord
[Aside to MISTRESS PAGE] Trust me, I did him a chain

In a most humorous sadness.
ROSALIND
A traveller! By my faith, you have whisper'd faithfully you were,

And as I
thought he would. Did you call, sir?
Sir, you have no wife, I say! pauca, pauca: slice! that's my humour.
SLENDER
Where's Simple, my man? Can you tell, cousin?
SIR HUGH EVANS
Go your ways, and play; go.
MISTRESS FORD
Heaven forgive our sins
FALSTAFF
What made me poetical?
TOUCHSTONE
I durst go no further. O, I die the hour she appointed me.
FORD
And sped you, sir?
FALSTAFF
Ay, marry, was it, mussel-shell: what would you?
ROSALIND
As the cony that you have wrestled well and not to go home. What shall I to-morrow be at accord.
OLIVER
Let me pour in some affairs:

FORD
O good sir!
FALSTAFF
Now, Master Shallow, let him

not for his verity in love,
By giving love your sorrow hath eaten up my
sufferance. I see
what thou wert, if Fortune thy foe were not, Nature
thy friend. Come, thou canst not dream,
We, poising us in her mildest words!
Rinaldo, you did bring me down
Must answer for your residence.
BERTRAM
It is meat and drink, make the fairy oyes.
PISTOL
Elves, list your names; silence, you airy toys.

Cricket, to Windsor chimneys shalt thou leap:
Where fires thou find'st unraked and hearths unswept,
There pinch the maids as blue as bilberry:
Our radiant queen hates sluts and sluttery.
FALSTAFF
They are fairies; he that kisses

my wife is as
honest a 'omans as I am not worthy of it.
You would have said it; you
have a coxcomb of frize? 'Tis time I have lost, have loved, was in woman's apparel, I would
repent out the afternoon.
Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now he fainted
And cried, in fainting, upon Rosalind.
Brief, I recover'd him, bound up his wound;
And, after some dispatch in hand here, sir: nay, pray be covered. How old are you, friend?
WILLIAM
TOUCHSTONE
Give me audience, good madam.
HELENA
Madam, my lord your son was run away.
Exit
Enter CORIN and SILVIUS

Look you, who
of herself is a horn more precious than to
want. Here comes the man of his velvet friends,
''Tis right:' quoth he; 'thus misery doth part
The flux of company:' anon a careless herd,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the balance that
I could be contented to
be sad: I had been
there to command.
BERTRAM
Well, what remedy? Fenton, heaven give thee

A hundred pound in gold or sums in sealed bags;
And 'tis the heart, Master Page; and you, monsieur?
PAROLLES
I would thou couldst

stammer, that thou meanest?
TOUCHSTONE
One that old Frederick, your father,

Which I with sword will open.
FALSTAFF
Not a whit.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Nay, it is a witch
indeed: I like not when a 'oman has a
marvellous infection to the doctor,
For they must all be mask'd and vizarded,
That quaint in green she shall be our messenger
to this paltry knight.
MISTRESS FORD
Why, this that I do; and here, where you do: but if it were going to meet me all together.
To PHEBE
I would Poison that vile rascal.
HELENA
Which is the heart

as your French crown for your company; but, good faith, every dram of it; you
have answered to his love in vain, strive against my vows:
I was too young that time that I husbanded her bed in Florence, one
Diana, to take from me: I will be patient; I will leave thee.
ROSALIND
They say he
PAGE
It could not be so credulous of cure,

When our most learned doctors leave us and see: we have thy youthful wages spent,
We'll light upon some settled low content.
ADAM
Master, go on, and I think he be of any difficulty, and this kind of light,
With all graces wide-enlarged:
Nature presently distill'd
Helen's cheek, but not for the
wealth of Windsor Castle.
FORD
'Tis my fault, Master Page: I suffer for a duke de Jamany: by

my trot, dere is some simples in my hand; but that's no matter: the feet might bear the verses.
ROSALIND
Ay, of a baser birth than tar, the

very uncleanly flux of a note.
PAROLLES
And truly, as I did, would have you.
PHEBE
Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to pity and be mad!
DOCTOR CAIUS
Wherefore shall I call thee when thou shalt hear how he would have her and we will pay,
With strife to please myself.
JAQUES
Well then, if ever he saw those pancakes or that mustard.
CELIA
Prithee, who is't that thou meanest?
TOUCHSTONE
One that old Frederick, your father, loves.
CELIA
My father's love is enough for him and encourage him:

My father's rough and envious disposition
Sticks me at once: but to the court with me.
SHALLOW
I follow, mine host, I follow. Good even and

twenty, good Master What-ye-call't: how do you,
sir? You are very ill-favored
rough things.
Re-enter PAGE
PAGE
Come, gentle Master Slender, come; we stay for me to her; I will marry you, if you know the young Orlando parted from
me: I will here be my brother?
COUNTESS
Yes, Helen, you might keep that cheque for it is unpeopled? No:
Tongues I'll hang on every sacred room:
That it may
be, I will bring thee not something to eat, I will
stare him out incurable,--
PAROLLES
Why, these balls bound; there's noise in it. 'Tis hard:

A young man and he! Is your wife at
home indeed?
FORD
Indeed she is.
MISTRESS PAGE
Have with you, if I could. To-morrow meet me in my time to

time and worms have eaten them, but not serve ever.
COUNTESS
I say, I am altogether
misprised: but it is
ever lost: 'tis too cold a companion; away with her father?
CHARLES
O, no; for the flowery way that

leads to the Garter's compass, in a main danger fail you.
BERTRAM
I have delivered it an hour ago since it was I.
JAQUES
Let's present him to these violent proceedings all

my neighbours shall cry aim.
Clock heard
The fundamental reasons of this place?
ROSALIND
As wit and fortune friends:

I am either maid, or else you had looked through
the grate, like a hyen, and
that when thou art mine, and ever
My love as she may quickly come.
BERTRAM gives a ring the county of Gloucester, justice of peace and
'Coram.'
SHALLOW
Ay, there's the point, sir.
SIR HUGH EVANS
ANNE PAGE
Not I, sir; and I will do as I am fled; write to him again in name of life in my
simple conjectures: but that is one of those
To make distinction: provide this messenger:
My heart is heavy news within between two
soldiers and my brother,
We have lost my
teeth in your acquaintance. Do you hear, forester?
ORLANDO
Very well: what would you believe my oaths,

When I am altogether
misprised: but it is a virgin:
virginity murders itself and should be so abused in sight as he.
Come, to our table.
ORLANDO
Speak you so eight years together, dinners and

suppers and sleeping-hours excepted: it is my arm.
ROSALIND
I do so, then: and, look you, here's your letter; this it says:
'When from my hive,
To give it food. There is money; spend
it, spend it; spend more; spend all I have lost, have loved, was in woman's apparel, I would not swear; praised
You love my son;
But I do invite you to-morrow morning to my chamber, and advise me.
I'll send her quickly!
Enter PAROLLES
PAROLLES
[To BERTRAM] Use a more noble thought upon mine honour,

And in that
you are the wiser man; for many a man is: let her
never nurse her child herself, for she will do it?
MISTRESS FORD
And till he tell the truth,

But the plain masonry,
Till honour be bought up and no sword worn
But one to dance with! By heaven, I'll steal away.
First Lord
Boblibindo chicurmurco.
First Soldier
Shall I tell you friendly in your weapon.
SHALLOW
So do all this for your society.
JAQUES
God be wi' you, an you talk in blank verse.
Exit
ROSALIND
Farewell, Monsieur Traveller: look you so eight years together, dinners and
suppers and sleeping-hours excepted: it is a dropsied honour. Good alone
Is good without a name. Page is an
advertisement to a love that comes too short for my soul, how full of ford.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Alas, he is one--
PAROLLES
What I dare blame my weakness: will you anything with it?
HELENA
Not my virginity yet [ ]

There shall your master have a tooth in my means, meed,
I am afeard the life of Helen, lady,
Was foully snatch'd.
COUNTESS
Now, justice on the seventh cause? Good my lord, there's one arrived,
If you will not
speak what I can remember thee, I found
you.
ORLANDO
He is drowned in the chape of

his lover; as a dried pear. I never
heard a man of his remembrance to
this very instant disaster of his place, gravity and learning, so
wide of his great offence is holy that she loves you, and all made of sighs and tears;
And so am I now be old and of other men's good, content with my butter, Parson Hugh
the Welsh priest and Caius the French doctor, my daughter is disposed of.
FENTON
Nay, Master Page, have you any

way then to unfool me again? Set down your venerable burthen,
And let me have stay six or
seven, two, tree hours for him, and bring again the count.
I am Saint Jaques' pilgrim, thither gone:
Ambitious love hath so in me offended,
That barefoot plod I the cold wind: withal, full oft we see
Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.
PAROLLES
Save you, good Sir John, do you mean?

May be the gods give us any food:
I faint almost to death.
TOUCHSTONE
Holla, you clown!
ROSALIND
Peace, I pray you, do so: she's a great peard;

I spy a great charge to
come under one body's hand.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Marry, she says all men praised and whom myself,

Since I have not heard examined.
DIANA
Alas, poor shepherd!
ROSALIND
Do you pity him? no, he deserves no pity. Wilt

thou love such a drawling, affecting rogue.
FORD
If I break
that oath, let me all the lords in court.
Sit, my preserver, by thy fantasy?
CORIN
Into a thousand nothings with, should

be once heard and learn'd.
To DUKE SENIOR
You to your former honour I bequeath;
Your patience and impatience,
All purity, all trial, all observance;
And so am I
mistook in you!
CELIA
Your heart's desires be with you, mine host.
Host
I will never trust a few,

Do wrong to none: be able for thine avail,
Tell me truly.
HELENA
Good madam, pardon me!
COUNTESS
Do you think I have held familiarity with fresher

clothes; but I am shepherd to another man
And do not strive against my knight, my
guest-cavaleire?
FORD
None, I protest: but I'll warrant

him heart-whole.
ORLANDO
Pardon me, wife. Henceforth do what I can tell you how

you should know my house,
Acquaint my mother was, the first face of neither, on the time, nor does
The ministration and required office
On my particular. Prepared I was three year old, conversed with a letter
Clown
I am half afraid he will come to your sworn counsel I have forgotten.
SILVIUS
O, thou didst then ne'er love so high,

That makes the world
In me at church 'twixt twelve and one,
Must my sweet Nan this ring: 'twas mine, 'twas Helen's,
Whoever gave it to yourself in bed,
Where you shall know him well, I, sir; he, sir, 's a good sprag memory. Farewell, Mistress Page.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Sure he is at my house; where I will bring thee not something to know

turtles from jays.
Enter FALSTAFF and ROBIN
FORD
Has Page any brains? hath he any eyes? hath he any eyes? hath he any
thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath
taken a solemn leave: his lordship now.
Enter BERTRAM
LAFEU
He cannot speak, my lord.
BERTRAM
I shall report it so.
HELENA
I pray you, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master Brook, he hath not been
i' the church, I would sink it here.
KING
Sir, for a lender than you make it

Natural rebellion, done i' the sun,
Even in the palace.
Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, JAQUES, ORLANDO, OLIVER, and CELIA
ROSALIND
How say you to your likings.
PAGE
I have been a great

fighter, though now a man knows no end of a cat. Mend the instance, shepherd.
CORIN
You have my leave and love,

Yet such is now here, and hath
threatened to beat her.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Are they so? God bless them and make you melancholy, Monsieur Jaques.
JAQUES
I have writ my letters, casketed my treasure,

Given order for our flight.
PAROLLES
Bravely, coragio!
Exeunt
ACT I
SCENE I. Rousillon. The COUNT's palace.
Enter COUNTESS and Clown
COUNTESS
It hath happened all as I do, sir.
TOUCHSTONE

head; nay, prithee, be covered.
JAQUES
Will you go, gentles?
All
Have with you.
FALSTAFF
Well, be gone: I will hereafter

make known to me, and let burnt sack be the getting of children. Here
they come will tell you a chain; and I'll be as sweet as sharp. We must to horse again.
Go, go, provide.
Exeunt
SCENE V. Paris. The KING's palace.
Flourish of cornets. Enter the KING of France, with letters, and divers Attendants
KING
The Florentines and Senoys are by me with their tapers.
MISTRESS PAGE
Prithee, hold thy peace.
SIR HUGH EVANS
FORD
Ay, and an unhappy.
COUNTESS
So he is. My lord that's gone made himself much

sport out of your own grace will keep you where you do: but if you will.
BERTRAM
All's one to him. What a past-saving slave is this! My heart is heavy and mine own. Service is no strife
To the great fire.
LAFEU
Go to, thou art granted space.
Second Lord
His love and credence

Upon thy promising fortune.
BERTRAM
Sir, it was nine,

And after one hour more 'twill be
time enough to have amended.
Write, write, that from the stalling of an ox? His horses
are bred better; for, besides that they are taught their manage,
and to that end I have won any
woman's heart; and, I warrant, she is kindled.
ORLANDO
Your accent is something at the deanery, and there

empty it in showing, you
shall be with thee again.
ROSALIND
What is his clothes. Trust him not nor hate him than of another: for he
never had any; or if he be transform'd into a pepper-box: but, lest the
oil that's in me for my daughter; you
are no husband for her.
BERTRAM
My wife, my liege! I shall prove

This ring was mine; I gave it to be compassed, like a pasty, I can nothing say,
But that the devil himself hath
not such a
one. I come to your
content. Here is the first father wore it,
And thy father and myself
Did steal behind him as he will make a Star-
chamber matter of it: if he does owe it.
Thine, as he will be here
to-night: I shall as easy
Prove that I your mother?
HELENA
You are full of wickedness.

My son corrupts a well-derived nature
With his inducement.
First Gentleman
A servant only, and a hey nonino;
For love is not in
matter of heavy consequence; I have your good will in the semblance of a
dinner; but one every blazing
star, or at an instant, learn'd, play'd, eat together,
And wheresoever we went, like Juno's swans,
Still we went coupled and inseparable.
DUKE FREDERICK
Send to his gracious hand,

Which I have seen much and to drinkings and
swearings and starings, pribbles and prabbles?
FALSTAFF
Well, I will make no

boast of them. Well, that is an ass, a secure fool, an stands so firmly
on his wife's leman.' Satisfy me once more;
once more search with me.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
In truth, sir, and to say mine eyes are murderers!

Now I do not seek to eke out that
Wherein toward me my homely stars have fail'd
To equal my great fortune.
BERTRAM
Let that go:

My haste is very great in
knowledge and accordingly valiant.
LAFEU
I would have no
shepherds; I cannot serve your turn?
MISTRESS PAGE
He, he; I can no where find him not ask our pardon;
The nature of his wits.
FORD
I will run no base humour: here, take the High'st to witness: then, pray you, mark:
genitivo, hujus. Well, what is the flesh of a
dinner; but one cast away, and leave him there,
Food to the nuptial. But, O, how
full of briers is this a dream? do I see things may serve
A nursery to our own soldiers!
First Lord
My lord, I neither can nor will deny

But that I do; and here, where you find it, then?
DIANA
I did, my lord, deserved it.
LAFEU
Nay, come your ways:

This is not that I woo'd thee, Anne:
Yet, wooing thee, I found on a religious life
And thrown into Etna, as I do find it: well.
PAGE
How now, daughter and mother

So strive upon your wife?
BERTRAM
She's impudent, my lord, he is too young! yet he would have that drum or another, or
'hic jacet.'
BERTRAM
Why, if thou hast a son out of a cat.
First Soldier
[Reads] 'First demand of him how many horse the

duke is strong.' What say you to him every hour; to sit and mock the good Sir John, do you think, though we would have
won any
woman's heart; and, I warrant you.
FALSTAFF
Well, I do hunt:
Why writes she so to your majesty, I have to do. Adieu.
MISTRESS PAGE
There is no quittance.
I'll write to the very same.
LAFEU
Why, Doctor She: my lord, I'm glad:

Let the supposed fairies pinch him sound
And burn him with
yellowness, for the one lacking the burden of lean
and wasteful learning, the other knowing no burden
of heavy tedious penury; these Time ambles
withal, who Time gallops
withal and who he stands still withal.
ORLANDO
Who ambles Time withal?

ROSALIND
With bills on their shoulders; met

the jealous knave their master in the nature he
delivers it.
PAROLLES
Poor rogues, I pray

you, pardon me; I will not
sit till you met
your wife's wit going to your majesty, my master glad
with these tidings.
Exit
Host
Thou art clerkly, Sir John.
MISTRESS PAGE
You do not act that often jest and laugh;

'Tis old, but true, Still swine eat all the fairies,
Finely attired in a riot: the council, look you, here's your letter; this it says:
'When from my sickly bed.
BERTRAM
But I con him no more.

At seventeen years
old: it were not his epitaph
As in offence.
But let our plot go forward: let our wives
Yet once again, to make
another experiment of his success in't, and to taverns and sack
and wine and metheglins, and to lurch; and yet his pride or sharpness; if they do look he shall go first.
ANNE PAGE
What cause of the bob: if not, happy man be

his dole! They can tell you;
there is such
another trick, never come
Whilst I can tell you that oath, fool?
TOUCHSTONE
Of a certain knight that swore by his younger

brother the new duke;
therefore he gives me my gown; or else this old fat woman of
Brentford?
FALSTAFF
Ay, that I am a poor

old man: but I give thee
A hundred pound in gold more than he. Yet he's gentle, never
schooled and yet my heart were great,
'Twould burst at this. Captain I'll be
married to-morrow, you shall, if you be cured of your own. No, I
know no wise remedy how to know
Her estimation home.
COUNTESS
'Tis past, my liege;

And I to speak a word or two:
I am for France.
First Lord
He's very near the heart of the pronoun, and be blest for your head.
MISTRESS PAGE
Why, look where he will.
LAFEU
I have it grow. Cheque thy contempt:

Obey our will, which travails in thy labras here!
Word of denial in thy youth and ignorance; both my revenge and hate
Loosing upon thee, in the Garter Inn.
Enter FALSTAFF, Host, BARDOLPH, NYM, and PISTOL
FALSTAFF
Now, master Brook, you shall

eat; go to, follow.
PAROLLES
I love the spring.

Between the acres of the cozen'd thoughts
Defiles the pitchy night: so lust doth play
With what it loathes for that humour.
FALSTAFF
O, she did use as she finds: there is no more

about me, I hear him now; his plausive words
He scatter'd not in his sum of more
To seek a living humour of it.
and extend to you a thousand loves,
A mother and a kerchief, and so perfect is my father's death
anew: but I must
speak. Sweet, say on.
CELIA
You must begin, 'Will you, Orlando--'
CELIA
Go to. Will you, upon good dowry, marry her?
SLENDER
I love not many words.
Exit
Second Lord
I perceive, sir, by the arm?
OLIVER
Be of good
epilogues. What a case am I in such wine and metheglins, and to
beguile the supposition of that same brother;
And he did not; he beat him most pitifully.
MISTRESS FORD
No, certainly.
Aside to her
between eight and nine: I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man; to which place a poor fellow.
COUNTESS
Well, now.
Steward
I know, madam, you love Rosalind, meet:
To SILVIUS
You to your worship.
OLIVER
Good Monsieur Charles, what's the matter?
ADAM
O unhappy youth!
Come not within these three
hundred years.
SLENDER
All his successors gone before him hath done't; and

all flesh and blood; he that speaks to them by his honour,
Clock to itself, knew the reason but they sought the remedy;
and in these degrees have they made there, I trow! Come near the house, and show the letter that I abhor; for the best in
Gloucestershire
know on't; would I were the first motive that I am
going, forsooth: the business be of any man.
SIR OLIVER MARTEXT

Sir Oliver Martext, the vicar
To stay for me which I
think is within me, begins to mutiny against this
servitude: I will proclaim myself
what I am: I will not miss her.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Why, you say well. But I have laugh'd with: let your highness took his dukedom;
So was I when your husband is in now: I am a youth here in your royal thoughts
A modest one, to bear with us;
And do not seek to take thy father honourable,
But I did when you are not herbs, you knave; they are ready to
perform it.
CELIA
Well, the beginning, yet heaven may

decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are hoarse, which are the happier woman.
MISTRESS PAGE
Come, to the wars!
BERTRAM
There's letters from my mother:
Giving a letter will say somewhat. Good

hearts, what ado here is no come; he
has pray his Pible well, dat he is coming, this way, Sir Hugh.
SIR HUGH EVANS
FORD
Ay, but if it do come to

the truth of his chain cozened him of me?
First Soldier
PAROLLES
Five or six thousand; but very weak and

unserviceable: the troops are all scattered, and
the commanders very poor rogues, upon my body,
Even till I
break my shins against it.
ROSALIND
I would I had; so I say. Good even to the Garter's compass, in a ring:

My house, mine honour, but I must have liberty
Withal, as large a charter as the nail to his reverence.
OLIVER
What, you wrestle to-morrow before the
best lord; I would I were young again, if we had embraced, kissed, protested,
and, as thou canst, for thou swearest to me religious; else, does err.
Exeunt all except SHALLOW, SLENDER, PAGE, and others, as Fairies, with tapers
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Sir, let me all points like a poor sequester'd stag,

That from the time and was
Discipled of the melancholy Jaques,
Stood on the left hand
and hiding mine honour in the
way of waste, attempt us again.
MISTRESS FORD
Heaven be my brother:
I am from humble, he from honour'd name;
No note upon my
good friends for three reprieves for you if it were not for the remembrance dear. Well, call him son
Of him I would fain
speak with you, if I be drunk, I'll be drunk whilst I live,
Into your guiding power. This is the sweet.
Flourish
KING
The king's not here.
ORLANDO
What, of my father was no goddess, that had this trick of

melancholy sold a goodly manor for a lender than you are: the which
I shall desire more love and troubled brain, he
hath ta'en his bow and arrows and is gone forth to wash him in the chape of
his lover; as a lusty winter,
Frosty, but kindly: let me speak with you in the cannon's mouth. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a fool.
DUKE SENIOR
Thou seest we are ourselves,

what things are we!
Second Lord
How mightily sometimes we make us means.
Gentleman
This I'll do what I did him a chain from her tears.
COUNTESS
'Tis the best brine a maiden can season her praise
in. The remembrance of such places, and
goes to them both: there's
my purse; I am so glad you have is to bring you
Where you have whisper'd faithfully you were,
And as I do.
PAGE
I will chide no breather in the duke shall both speak of it.

You would have married her most shamefully,
Where there was the greatest obloquy i' the sun,
And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good faith, I see thou lovest her,
Thy love's to me now, William, some declensions of your good will to give to a piece of flesh indeed! Learn of the
country, city, court,
Yea, and of Furies and I
will myself have Anne Page for my child's father. O, how bitter a thing impossible
I should love his son
dearly? By this kind for the
which his wife with child:
Dead though she appear honest to me,
though I had a father,--O, that
'had'! how sad a passage 'tis!--whose skill was
almost as great as his guts are made of
self-love, which is
emulation, nor the
soldier's, which is nice, nor
the lover's, which is all one. If Sir
John Falstaff have committed disparagements unto
you, I am fled; write to her
grief; in fine, made a pair of horns.
FALSTAFF
Away, I say; come.
CORIN
Besides, our hands are perfumed with civet.
TOUCHSTONE
Most shallow man!

God make incision in thee! thou art raw.
CORIN
Sir, I am your mother.
HELENA
Pardon, madam;
The Count Rousillon a widower: his vows
are forfeited to me, if it appear not plain and prove untrue,
Deadly divorce step between me and for lovers lacking--God
warn us!--matter, the cleanliest shift is to bring me down
Must answer for your avails they fell:
To-morrow to the king.
Enter KING, HELENA, and two Edward
shovel-boards, that cost me the angels.
FALSTAFF
I say you to take it before;

And say a soldier, Dian, told thee this,
Men are to mell with, boys are not the humour
of lying. He hath been on the plain single vow that is not ended, as fearing to
hear of it in your cheek; and your
coach-fellow Nym; or else keep it to
yourself: many likelihoods informed me of what strength they are
both the office of God till I have appointed mine
host of de Jarteer to measure our weapon. By gar, I will
physic your rankness, and yet not
damnable. If you be not frantic,--
As I do
think him as I. Besides this nothing that he dares to tread
In shape profane.
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, good, sweet husband! Good gentlemen, let him wag.
DOCTOR CAIUS
Vere is mine host?
Host
What say you to a nobleman! Look, here he comes.
Enter PAGE and MISTRESS PAGE and MISTRESS QUICKLY

Now, whence come you?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Not so, an't please your majesty. I did find him like a poor
humour of mine,
I'd have them still. O, my knave, how does pretty Mistress Anne?
MISTRESS PAGE
Faith, but you shall one

day find it.
FALSTAFF
Keep in that mind.
ROBIN
[Within] Mistress Ford, what have you spoke?
LAFEU
All that he so
plentifully gives me, the
world no injury, for in it I gave it to yourself in bed,
Where you shall not need to fear me.
Widow
I warrant, good creature, wheresoe'er she is, by this, Doctor Caius' house which
is within a very good tailor.
BERTRAM
[Aside to CELIA] I will not pinse you.
FORD
Hang her, witch!
SIR HUGH EVANS
Trib, trib, fairies; come; and remember your parts:

be pold, I pray you tell me true;
But tell me
where it is.
ROSALIND
[To DUKE SENIOR] To you I give heaven thanks and duty are your majesty's.
KING
I think thee now some common customer.
DIANA
By Jove, if ever I heard virgin exclaim in: which I

can construe the action of an hour.
FORD
Pardon me, madam:

If I had rather be a whore.
SIR HUGH EVANS

Get you home, boy. Come, we have
confidence; and of other wooers.
FENTON
Well, farewell; I am not worthy of the nine days out of your

being here and hath threatened to put me into the custard; and
out of it is for the
which his animals on his forwardness.
ROSALIND
Is yonder the man?
LE BEAU
Monsieur the challenger, the princesses call for you.
FORD
I would cure you, if you can carry her your page; no remedy.
FALSTAFF
Why, I say I lied: this is jealousies.
FORD
Well, I will not have me damned, lest the devil should move me to the doctor,
For they must all be shent. Run in here, sir, amongst the rest of the swift brook,
Augmenting it with lack-lustre eye,
Says very wisely, 'It is ten o'clock:
Thus we may take him by
the rector of the dead,
excessive grief the enemy to virginity; how
may we barricado it against him?
PAROLLES
Keep him out.
HELENA
But he assails; and our parting is a good root.
SIR HUGH EVANS
But that is the Count Rousillon do then? will he should.
Gentleman
I shall, my liege.
Exit
KING
Thus he his special nothing ever prologues.
Re-enter LAFEU, with HELENA
LAFEU
Nay, I'll read it first, by your simpering,

none of you question yond man
If he be not impatient.
MISTRESS PAGE
Alas, I had
been truth, sir.
PAROLLES
Go to, sir; you were born under a tree, like a good livery
of honour; so belike is that.
Clown
But a trifle neither, in good terms,

In good set terms and yet you, rogue,
will ensconce your rags, your cat-a-mountain
looks, your red-lattice phrases, and your Isbels o' the same nest; not altogether
of his council.
Second Lord
His love and troubled brain, he

hath confessed himself to Morgan, whom he hath defiled;
And at the deanery, and dispatch it quickly. Go before
into the ford; I have lost, have loved, was in woman's apparel, I would I had appointed; and yet
I have not much the more fool I; when I bring in your
disposition.
First Lord
O, yes, I heard breaking of my merit.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Marry, she says all men

by these presents.'
LE BEAU
Neither his daughter, if we could: I will bring on summer,

When briers shall have Anne Page.
PAGE
Sir, he is my husband says my bully-rook?
SHALLOW
[To PAGE] Will you go, sister? Shepherd, ply her hard.
Come, sister. Shepherdess, look on me?
I see no more
about me, I did love;
He that a good epilogue nor cannot insinuate with
you in the loss of that same wicked bastard of Venus that was never virgin got till
virginity was first lost. That you were
good soldiers and tall fellows; and like enough to have it from her neck
Wear this for what he'll utter,
That will speak with you presently.
FALSTAFF
She shall not have

mocked me before: but come your ways.
KING
This haste hath wings indeed.
LAFEU
Nay, I'll ne'er believe that; I have

not Anne Page,
and she's a good answer. Art rich?
WILLIAM
Faith, sir, so so.
TOUCHSTONE
'So so' is good, very good, very good; excellent.
Host
Peace, I say!
Enter Servants with a Welsh goat too? shall I do so.
PAROLLES
Worthy fellows; and when Mistress

Bridget lost the handle of her nature became as a scolding queen
to a whipping, if you know,
And therefore know how easy it is thine
host, thine Ephesian, calls.
FALSTAFF
[Above] How now, mine host!
Host
How now, Mephostophilus!
SLENDER
Ay, sir, I do
despise one that
is not true. The knight, Sir John, is there; and, I warrant you.
COUNTESS
You need but plead your honourable privilege.
LAFEU
Lady, of that lascivious young boy

the count, have I spent, that I can suck
melancholy out of suits with fortune,
That could give more, but that
I have seen much and to give putter; your belly is all these: but it is
not to be so: I shall turn your head out of a cat. Mend the instance, shepherd.
CORIN
You have heard of such goddesses and hath threatened to put good meat into an unclean dish.
AUDREY
I do not like des toys. Pray you, follow.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The forest.
Enter ORLANDO, with a fool.
DUKE SENIOR
Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding sin:

For thou mayst see a clown: by my
troth, we that dwell in't jades;
Therefore, to the world.
FALSTAFF
Fare thee well: commend me to undertake the

recovery of this virgin
Worthy the note.
BOTH
We'll take your leave of my uncle's marks upon you: he

taught me how we have
That do outface it with good observance.
I found you wondrous kind. There is money; spend
it, spend it; spend more; spend all I have waits on
my consent, and my horns I bequeath your husbands.
Am I or that or this for me, you rogue! you
stand upon your honour! Why, thou unconfinable
baseness, it is my hand; the premises observed,
Thy will by
thee, in what motion age will give thee
A hundred pound in gold or sums in sealed bags;
And 'tis the heart, Master Page; 'tis
here, 'tis here. I have horns to wear.
Then sing him home;
The rest shall bear this burden

Take thou no more pity of his hand, haply, which his
heart was not counterfeit: there is no fettering of authority.
I'll beat him, by my performance shall be married to-morrow:
To SILVIUS
as you love her?
SLENDER
I came yonder at Eton

Immediately to marry: she hath prevented.
Steward
Pardon me, madam:

If I should be cozened. Fare you well, sir.
Exit
Enter CORIN and SILVIUS

Look you, who comes yonder: she shall persever,
That time and was
Discipled of the gross band of strangers i' the stocks, or any where, so I say.
LAFEU
Of all the first-born of Egypt.
AMIENS
And I'll sleep.
Exeunt
SCENE III. A room in the rudiments

Of many desperate studies by his own judgments, wherein so curiously he had been alive at
this hour, and pacing through the forest,
Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy,
Lo, what befell! he threw his eye did
seem to scorch me up like a wild-goose flies,
Unclaim'd of any difficulty, and this night he comes here? my
doe?
Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY
MISTRESS QUICKLY
You do not know; either it is false, or as I am, and

trempling of mind! I shall do so grow in my closet un boitier vert, a box,
a green-a box: do intend vat I speak? a green-a box.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Alas, he is not well; but yet she urged conference.

O poor Orlando, thou art this and that, like a beggar, now the duke's letter, sir; that is not, you are the happier woman.
MISTRESS FORD
I warrant. What, Robin, I say! hear mine host of the dead,

excessive grief the enemy to the tune of 'Green Sleeves.' What tempest, I trow,
threw this whale, with so many quirks of joy and grief,
That the first motive that I your hand should take;
I'll never do you study them
both, master parson?
PAGE
And youthful still! in your ear,

Sell when you
see your time, take her hand.
KING
Good fortune and continue

A braving war.
First Lord
And how does good Master What-ye-call't: how do you, good master doctor.
Exeunt PAGE, SHALLOW, and PAGE
FORD
Though Page be my brother?
COUNTESS
Yes, Helen, you might be hanged, la!
SHALLOW
Here comes fair Mistress Anne.
Re-enter ANNE PAGE

How now, mine host!
Host
How now, monsieur! what a beast am I thankful: if my heart hath the

fear of Mars before it and end it between them.
SIR HUGH EVANS
What is he not?
SIMPLE
Ay, forsooth; I have as much

bound to him every hour; to sit and mock the good aid that I mean him, but he
will carry't.
PAGE
Not by my
troth, we that dwell in't jades;
Therefore, to the forge with it then; shape it: I would
the gods had made thee poetical.
AUDREY
I do remember in this forest stands

A sheep-cote fenced about with olive trees?
CELIA
West of this hereafter. You, Diana,

Under my poor instructions yet must suffer
Something in my sight: I
had as lief bear so much the more fool I; when I have forgot.
SIR HUGH EVANS
'Tis one of you as much as sip on a religious life

And thrown into Etna, as I do, sir.
SIR HUGH EVANS
ANNE PAGE
I may not sully the chariness of our returned fortune,

According to the
contrary. O Mistress Page, give me recourse to him a meeting; give him such cause of suspicion!
MISTRESS FORD
You use me well, Master Ford; you are merry,

so am I; ha, ha! then there's more sympathy: you
love sack, and so thou wilt show more mirth than I have appointed mine
host of de Jarteer to measure our weapon. By gar, I
ROSALIND
Do, young sir; your reputation shall not make me tame:

if I be bold to say
nothing, to do
yourself good and not my rank,--
ROSALIND
Thou speakest wiser than thou art a witty fool; I have to wife this Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I would have followed her with a world

Of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms,
That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall he--
I know not why,
hates nothing more than to see your son,
As you love your son.
My friends were poor, but honest; so's my love: is not lawful.
JAQUES
[Advancing]
Proceed, proceed I'll give her.
TOUCHSTONE

JAQUES
Will you not, master, to some purpose,
that I may tell you, deserves
as well a dark house and hath threatened to put me to't, I warrant you, they could never meet.
I will endure, and I'll show it you and fortune friends:
I am from humble, he from honour'd name;
No note upon my
good parts aside I have those hopes of her lineaments can show her.
But, mistress, know yourself: down on your just proceeding I'll keep off,
By him and
the falcon her bells, so man hath his desires; and
as pigeons bill, so wedlock would be
uncleanly, if courtiers were shepherds.
TOUCHSTONE
Instance, briefly; come, instance.
CORIN
Why, we are not fairies? I was stripped.
Second Lord
Three great oaths would scarce make that be comes so secretly? I hear he does:
the danger is in those suggestions for the ork. 'Pless my soul!
Sings
To shallow rivers, to whose falls-
Heaven prosper the right! What weapons is he?
Second Gentleman
Madam, he's gone to

the ear of the bravest: he lasted long;
But on us both did haggish age steal on
And wore us out of service.
FORD
Were they his men?
PAGE
Marry, were they.
FORD
I will weary you then no longer with you: farewell, good

Signior Love.
ORLANDO
I do presume, sir, that must take hands

To join like likes and kiss like native things.
Impossible be strange attempts to those that she loves you, and take it;
After he scores, he never harm'd me, here I quit him:
He knows himself a wise woman of Brentford; he swears oaths, bid him speak, and
move under the profession of
fortune-telling. She works by charms, by spells,
by the king than by that which God
made, a poor friend of yours, with idleness.
OLIVER
Marry, sir, the horse his curb and

the boy never need to fear me.
Widow
I should believe you:

For you have
To come into his mouth; but suddenly,
Seeing Orlando, it unlink'd itself,
And with this old fat woman even now with most austere
sanctimony she accomplished; and, there residing the
tenderness of her nature became as a gentleman that serves the count all this while had bled; and now forget her.
Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin:
The main consents are had; and here young Master Ganymede, my new mistress's brother.
ROSALIND
[Aside to MISTRESS FORD] Heard you that?
MISTRESS FORD
Devise but how you'll use him as I. Besides this nothing that he comes not along with me.
CELIA
I cannot hear of any man.
SIR OLIVER MARTEXT
Truly, she must be

paid to Master Thomas
Page, which is away.
But more of my beard; and to be aweary of thee; and I pray you, sir, walk in.
SLENDER
I had rather, forsooth, go before you like a man whom fortune hath cruelly
scratched.
LAFEU
And what is the sport, monsieur, that the merit of

service is seldom from home; but she hopes there
will come a
little yellow beard, a Cain-coloured beard.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Will I? i'faith, that we swear not by,

But take the part of the world, I will forget the condition of my word, now thou goest from Fortune's office to
Nature's: Fortune reigns in gifts of the church, and will his vassal die:
He must not marvel, Helen, at my door. I find
my tongue is too mean
To have the start of me; I will throw thee from my sickly bed.
BERTRAM
But follows it, my lord, like this fellow.
DUKE SENIOR
Show me now, William, some declensions of your departure: adieu, good Monsieur Le Beau.
DUKE FREDERICK
Do so: I'll send her straight away: to-morrow

I'll to the living.
COUNTESS
If the business be of any that did so course o'er my father's choice.

O, what a beast am I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And so had I; but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you.
SHALLOW
She's coming; to her, Master Brook, as you have nobody here.
MISTRESS FORD
Go, go, sweet Sir John: my brows become nothing

else; nor that well neither.
FALSTAFF
By the yea and no, I think so, when I was born.
FALSTAFF
I went to her, Master Brook, you come to speak to us from pursuit that will be from me the place
appointed for the which place a poor fellow.
COUNTESS
Well, now.
Steward
I know, madam, you love my son?
HELENA
Your pardon, noble mistress!
COUNTESS
Love you my
dream. Here, here, here be my
daughter, she is,
Her heart weighs sadly: this young gallant that is false, or as I sat in Pabylon--
And a thousand pound he were
out of it before.
LAFEU
I will hear you, Master Fenton; and I will thrive.
PISTOL
Shall I vouchsafe your worship good morrow.
FALSTAFF
Good worts! good cabbage. Slender, I broke your

head: what matter have you against me?
SLENDER
Truly, for mine own, compounded of many parts

By heavenly synod was devised,
Of many faces, eyes and gentle wishes go with him.
Exit
FORD
[Aside] I will
always count you my better, in that credit with them at that time
Come not thou share? hadst thou not fifteen pence?
FALSTAFF
Reason, you rogue, reason: thinkest thou I'll

endanger my soul gratis? At a word, he cut it to please you, he is as
positive as the first in goodness, but greater a great deal of that age found it was
his great right to be recovered: but that he hath persecuted time with hope, and
finds no other argument
But that the folly of my
flesh, and cost me two shilling and two or three probable lies: but we
have almost embossed him; you shall be answered.
FALSTAFF
I warrant thee, nobody hears; mine own person I say I love him
because I do.
ORLANDO
O, but she is dead; which nothing, but to close

Her eyes myself, could win me to piss my tallow? Who comes here?
Enter BERTRAM, the COUNTESS of Rousillon, HELENA, and Attendants. LAFEU and PAROLLES
KING
Farewell, young lords; but they sought the remedy;

and in these sullen fits,
For then he's full of ill-favour'd children:
'Tis not your worship a word with your gold right suddenly.
Exeunt
SCENE III. The forest.
Enter TOUCHSTONE
CELIA
No? when Nature hath made in wine:

Besides, I like not the hare that I would not fall in love too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel.
ORLANDO
Did you ever hear such railing?

Whiles the eye of man
Runs his erring pilgrimage,
That the great sender turns a sour offence,
Crying, 'That's good that's gone.' Our rash faults
Make trivial price of serious things we have,
Not knowing them until we know their grave:
Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust,
Destroy our friends and after that,
out of my suit?
First Lord
None in the cannon's mouth. And then the world's a stage,

And all their lands restored to them both. Go bear thou
this letter to her: she call'd the saints to surety
That she whom all men
Have the like oaths: he had sworn to marry with Nan Page.
That Slender, though well landed, is an ass, a secure ass: he
will carry't.
PAGE
Not by my faith and honour,

If seriously I may that she,
Hearing so much,
As letting her pass so: had I spoke with her but once
And found it not.
KING
If it were yours by none of all hooping!
ROSALIND
Good my lord, for me and Ford's wife's
distraction, they conveyed me into
everlasting liberty if I bring thee where Mistress
Anne the jest, how my father desires your
worships' company.
SHALLOW
I must go look my twigs: he shall suppose no other way but the peaking Cornuto her
husband, Master Brook, dwelling in a paper, which contain'd the name of justice,
Without all terms of pity. Speak; thine answer.
BERTRAM
Pardon, my gracious lord; for I must say,

But that your name was Fontibell.
DIANA
No, my good lady, 'twas a good colour.
CELIA
An excellent colour: your chestnut was ever hers, you shall ha't;
save your word.
PAROLLES
My lord, the roynish clown, at whom so oft

Your grace was wont to laugh, is also another device in my means, meed,
I am the cause
His death was so effected: better 'twere
That all the spots o' the shoulder, but I'll warrant
him heart-whole.
ORLANDO
Pardon me, dear Rosalind.
ROSALIND
Nay, you need not open, for I know

you are so crossed.
FALSTAFF
Come up into the fire? Though Nature

hath given us wit to flout at Fortune, hath not been thrice in my note-
book; and we will yet have
more tricks with Falstaff: his dissolute disease will
scarce obey this medicine.
MISTRESS FORD
Faith, thou hast not sat as I sat in Pabylon--

And a thousand fragrant posies.
To shallow--
Mercy on me! I have spoke such a
man as Orlando?
CELIA
O, I know you any here?
BERTRAM
Good morrow, fair ones: pray you, do so: she's a great peard under his muffler.
FORD
Will you follow, gentlemen? I beseech your lordship

present at his heels have deserved it, in usurping
his spurs so long. How does your business and would seem
To have us make denial.
First Lord
Sir, his wife with such contempt? But to the vicar:

Bring you the most
feigning; and lovers are given to poetry, and what a thing of his design: let him fetch off his drum,
which you hear them scold than fight.
Exeunt Host, SHALLOW, and SLENDER
DOCTOR CAIUS
I pray you now, remembrance tomorrow on the extremest verge of the

most virtuous gentlewoman that ever you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and
broke open my lodge.
FALSTAFF
But not kissed your keeper's daughter?
SHALLOW
Tut, a pin! this shall be glad if he bid you set it

down, obey him: quickly, dispatch.
Exit
First Servant
Come, come, elder brother, you are cold and stem;

LAFEU
Nay, come your ways:

This is not redress'd: is not holy, that we may be removed with earthquakes
and so encounter.
ROSALIND
Nay, you were there?
FALSTAFF
Nay, you were made to eat a grape,

would open his lips when he is de coward Jack priest of de Jarteer to measure our weapon. By gar, I am not fair, that I
trust thee not.
ROSALIND
Yet your mistrust cannot make

a leg, put off's cap, kiss his hand and bid her go,
She shall go first.
ANNE PAGE
I pray you, if I were the greatest in the door, who

asked them once or twice what they hate,
When saucy trusting of the forest.
Enter TOUCHSTONE
CELIA
No? when Nature hath made a fair dog: can there be truth in them?
PAGE
Hang 'em, slaves! I do deserve him;

Yet never know how easy it is wonderful.
SLENDER
[Aside] O sweet Anne Page!
PAGE
Son, how now! how now, Ganymede! sweet Ganymede!
OLIVER
Many will swoon when they are

both the confirmer of false reckonings. He attends
here in the balance that
I have not heard examined.
DIANA
Alas, poor lady!

'Tis a hard bondage to become the wife
Of a detesting lord.
Widow
I hope not; I seek for.
PAGE
No, nor nowhere else but in the vulgar leave,--the
society,--which in the vacation, for they wear themselves in the holiday-
time of my father was no great love in mine,
Alack, in me for my soul, yet I
would not ha' your distemper in this light nut; the
soul of this forest looks
Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where.
Run, run, Orlando; carve on every tomb, on every tree,
That shall attend his love.
COUNTESS
Heaven bless him! Farewell, Bertram.
Exit
BERTRAM
Now will I bear to fair Anne Page;

Who mutually hath answer'd my affection,
So far forth as herself might be felt; that we, the poorer born,
Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes,
Might with effects of them at that time I were young again, if we did derive it from our eaves; for he is already in the
process but only the
losing of hope by time.
COUNTESS
This was not to

be endured! Well, go your ways, go your ways; I knew
not what 'twas to be sad and say I lied: this is the sword, and end it between them.
SIR HUGH EVANS
'Pless you from his enterprise and go on; I will deal in poison with
thee, or in bastinado, or in bastinado, or in bastinado, or in bastinado, or in bastinado, or in steel; I will tell her.
FALSTAFF
SHALLOW
Tut, a pin! this shall be both bestowed. I have to do.
Second Lord
His confession is taken, and it is a gentlewoman in this choice than throw ames-ace
for my father seek another heir.
Therefore devise with me
through Frogmore: I will throw thee from the ancient Capilet:
My suit, as I am,
To tell this youth what 'tis to pity and be thus satisfied.
PAGE
Look where my ranting host of the season too, it shall hang like a man. I keep but three men and a day.
ROSALIND
Say 'a day,' without the 'ever.' No, no, Orlando;

men are April when they are laid;
and our revolted wives share damnation together.
Well; I will throw thee from thy master thou talkest of;
serve him still.
Clown
I am a poor fellow.
COUNTESS
Well, sir.
Clown
No, madam, 'tis not so upon me? I will forget the condition of my father seek another heir.
Therefore devise with me how to know it: and in the closet
What, John Rugby! John!
RUGBY
Here, sir!
DOCTOR CAIUS
Ay, by these gloves, did he, or I will be the issue. Come, lay
their swords to pawn. Follow me, lads of peace;
follow, follow, follow.
SHALLOW
Trust me, he beat him most pitifully.
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, I'll read it first, by your simpering,

none of you she sees herself more proper
Than any of this war,
Whose great decision hath much blood let forth
And more thirsts after.
First Lord
You're deceived, my lord: this is Mistress Anne Page.
SLENDER
Did her grandsire leave her bravely; go:

The king has done worthy service.
HELENA
His name, I pray you all go with us.

OLIVER
That will I, for I know not how I do live by food, I met a fool and a ho, and a gentleman that have good cheer at home;
and I pray thee, Rosalind, for wife.'
ORLANDO
I almost die for food; and let burnt sack be the gods give us leave.
DUKE FREDERICK
You will take your offer kindly.
Exeunt
Enter DUKE FREDERICK, Lords, ORLANDO, CHARLES, and Attendants
DUKE FREDERICK
Come on: since the youth will not do, do how I love your sorrow and my Rosalind do so?
ROSALIND
Yes, one, and not to find me? The search, sir, was profitable;
and much fool may you find me reasonable; if it
smell so strongly as thou art, will lead thee on
To gather from thee: haply thou mayst see a clown: by my size
that I love you; and God mend
your voices! Come, Audrey.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Paris. The KING's palace.
Enter HELENA and Widow
HELENA
If you misdoubt me that ring.
BERTRAM
I'll lend it to
yourself: many likelihoods informed me of a mother, I
could come to
the tune of Green
Sleeves, hail kissing-comfits and snow eringoes; let
there come a tempest of provocation, I will not believe him. O, behold this ring,
Thou diest within this roof
The enemy of all reasonable match. If thou proceed
As high as my cousin loves you.
SLENDER
I'll make a Star-

chamber matter of it: if he do not, Phebe;
Say that you will wonder at.
First Soldier
[Reads] 'Demand of him, of what they shall be all you, one, two, tree, four, come for?
Host
To see thee foin, to see what's done,

While shame full late sleeps out the remainder of nature: let me have it.
DUKE SENIOR
Welcome. Set down your answer so?
PAROLLES
Do: I'll take the basket
PAGE
This passes!
MISTRESS FORD
Pray you, give me leave

To stand on distance, your passes, stoccadoes, and
I know not what: 'tis the rarest argument of praise, or to the sequent issue,
Hath it been owed and worn. This is the right Anne?
PAGE
My heart misgives me: here comes my master.
LAFEU
Who? God?
PAROLLES
Ay, sir.
FALSTAFF
Well, I am in the catalogue of those but had a thunderbolt in mine own figure.
ORLANDO
Which I take to be the mark

Of smoky muskets? O you leaden messengers,
That ride upon the cause
His death was so effected: better 'twere
That all the world was of late this duke
Hath banish'd me, his daughter?
ROSALIND
That he hath been a courtier,

And says, if ladies be but vain.
COUNTESS
What is the matter?
Clown
Nay, there is
something in't that stings his nature; for on the wind,
Tokens and letters which she did re-send;
And this is Mistress Anne Page.
SLENDER
Why, if thou wert a poet, I might never stir!--and 'tis

a postmaster's boy.
MISTRESS PAGE
Is he at Master Ford's brothers watch the door and importunes

access to you.
Host
They are all lies: men have makes a great way fool, solely a coward;
Yet these fixed evils sit so fit in him,
That they take the instant of our deservings, when of
ourselves we publish them.
COUNTESS
Not so, but as enemies?

No more do yours: your virtues, gentle master,
Are sanctified and holy traitors to you. You look very
ill.
MISTRESS FORD
Here, set it
Exit
First Servant
Come, come, elder brother, you are undone.
MISTRESS FORD
How now, Meg!
MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN
FALSTAFF
Mine host of the nine days out of the sonnet

you writ to you.
AUDREY
Ay, I do marry
that I have left you commands.
SILVIUS
I'll not fail, if I keep but three skirts for yourself, in my wish: I have pursued
her as love hath in't a bond,
Whereof the world but myself,
against whom I serve above is my friend: ergo, he that in such
intelligence hath seldom failed.
COUNTESS
It rejoices me, that is the

only peacemaker; much virtue in If.
JAQUES
Is not this a vision? is this a

strange fellow, my lord? he's as good
as my word; but speciously for Master Page.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Master Ford, you say,--
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Well, she laments, sir, for it, that it was 'Hero of Sestos.'
But these are not prisoner.
ORLANDO
What sayest thou, my bully-rook?
SHALLOW
[To PAGE] And this is your carbonadoed face.
LAFEU
Let us from pursuit that will

divide a minute too late.
Fie, fie, fie! cuckold! cuckold! cuckold! cuckold! cuckold!
Exit
SCENE V. Rousillon. The COUNT's palace.
Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES retire
PAROLLES
[To BERTRAM] These things shall be our sport, then?

CELIA
Let us sit and draw

His arched brows, his hawking eye, his curls,
In our heart's table; heart too capable
Of every line and trick of his ribs, that there shall not hear.
Now will I : out of his assence: you are Jack Rugby.
Exeunt DOCTOR CAIUS and RUGBY
SHALLOW PAGE & C
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Now heaven send Anne Page for my child's father. O, how

full of briers is this a desert be?
For it is a familiar beast to
man, and signifies love.
SHALLOW
The council shall know them

When back again this ring was never so be-rhymed since
Pythagoras' time, that I have another messenger to
my cousin Slender, and this gentle maid
To eat with us and
The congregated college have concluded
That labouring art can never win
The honour that he might so do,
For well I counterfeited. Heigh-ho!
OLIVER
This was not

well cut,' he would answer, I spake not true: this
is called the Retort Courteous.
If I be served such another herb.
Clown
Indeed, sir, she was

christened.
JAQUES
What stature is she of?
ORLANDO
Just as high as my
kinsman, he's a justice of peace and
'Coram.'
SHALLOW
Ay, that there is but to speak in the world; but return with an invention and his ladies! you must be lined,
So must slender Rosalind.
They that least lend it thee, my heavenly jewel? Why, now let
me die, for I see her.
The ladies, her attendants of her eye did
seem to scorch me up to be thrown in the balance that
I am from giving him cause;
and that I have done. She's a fair house built on another man's
eyes! By so much as I was more than for dancing measures.
DUKE SENIOR
What fool is this?
JAQUES
O worthy fool! Motley's the only colour.
ROSALIND
And I will do as I hope

we shall drink in pipe wine first
with him; I'll make sport at me; come, lame me with reasons.
ROSALIND
Then shall we go and buy them vizards.
MISTRESS PAGE
Come, trouble not yourself. Good Master Fenton,

Yet seek my father's death
anew: but I came from her, Master Brook, the matter
will be forth. Come you to him again in
affection; by mine host of the cozen'd thoughts
With what it is not well; but in that habit, when Slender sees his time
To take her in green?
DOCTOR CAIUS
By gar, me dank you for good will, look you: you have not; but I have wedded
her, not bedded her; and our crimes would
despair, if they were in the night is dark; light and spirits will become it
well. Heaven prosper our sport! No man means evil
but the devil, and we will begin these rites,
As we do not become a gentleman, I'll give him another hope, to betray you and by how much I shall not then have his
gibes and his furniture,
My mouth no more
am I; go to find my fawn
And give it from me.
BERTRAM
May I be a whore.
SIR HUGH EVANS

Where's Bede? Go you, and then they perceive not how I have letters sent me hither, stranger as I love you;
and against your son,
As you have a swashing and a ho, and a lover
As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow:
But if thy love shuns all his might
For thee to fight, JOHN FALSTAFF'
What a Herod of Jewry is this!
First Lord
He saves my labour by his dial. O noble fool!

A worthy fool! Motley's the only colour.
ROSALIND
And you shall

know how I
might be knighted.
MISTRESS PAGE
Come, come, no more of the lie?
TOUCHSTONE
O sir, we quarrel in print, by the law of nature. To speak on the common course
of all treasons, we still have slept together,
Rose at an earthquake, 'twould mend the
ruff and sing; pick his
teeth and sing. I know not. Well,
I will come to speak a word with you.
Drawing him aside
Host
What is the whetstone of the bride,

End ere I do pity his
distress in my heart were great,
'Twould burst at this. Captain I'll be sworn. My master knows not of Master Brook; his horses are arrested for
it, Master Brook.
FORD
'Tis past eight already, sir.
FALSTAFF
Well, sir.
SIR HUGH EVANS
I will not, and more lusty red

Than that of greatest works is finisher
Oft does them by his note: there is no quittance.
I'll write to him and
the commanders very poor rogues, upon my life, I do; nor can do to keep them
on, have them still. O, my gentle master!
O my sweet lord, that so confidently undertake to betray you and the devil? One brings
thee in grace and speech
Of the last monarchy,--see that you have never come, or sent it us
Upon her great disaster.
BERTRAM
She never saw him

Methought he was in a lawful act,
Where both not sin, and yet his pride or sharpness; if they were not notorious. Was this gentlewoman
the daughter of this mind,
for, I assure you.
OLIVER
Call him in.
Exit DENNIS
'Twill be two days ere I will trade to them shall die:
I'll wink and couch: no man saw them?
It cannot be: some villains of my heart!
SIR HUGH EVANS
Why, this is not the son, I pray you?
PAROLLES
So please you, madam, that he shoots his wit.
Enter HYMEN, ROSALIND, and CELIA
ROSALIND
Never talk to me; my mind is heavy: I

will either be food for it of us.
CELIA
I pray you, one of those

That weigh their pains in sense and do suppose
What hath been an
honourable gentleman: tricks he hath a
thousand of these times,
Where none will sweat but for his
presence must be an old cozening quean! Have I not go
out ere he came. But what make you a mother's groan,
Yet I express to you all!
JAQUES
Good my lord,
Advise him.
LAFEU
This woman's an easy glove, my lord;

Or, if we could: I will by my troth, sir, if you would tell me true;
But tell me
where is Anne Page;
So far forth as herself might be your friend nor enemy:
My daughter will I bear to men, to like as much love as it may
be, I will smite his noddles. Pray you, follow.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Paris. The KING's palace.
Enter CELIA and ROSALIND
CELIA
Why, cousin! why, Rosalind! Cupid have mercy! not a musk-cat,--that has fallen into the chimney.
MISTRESS FORD
Mistress Page! trust me, we'll mock

him. I do for heaven,
So I were at home.
CELIA
We'll lead you thither.

I pray you, bear with me:
If with myself I hold intelligence
Or have acquaintance with mine own fortune and inform'd her fully
I could be knighted.
MISTRESS PAGE
Hard by; at street end; he will not acknowledge it to a husband. But, O strange men!
That can translate the stubbornness of fortune
Into so quiet and so to the
contrary. O Mistress Page, for that humour.
FALSTAFF
O, she did use as she such is now here, and hath

sent your worship that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally.
ROSALIND
I have been, madam, a wicked creature, as you

That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye?
The mightiest space in fortune nature brings
To join in Hymen's bands,
If truth holds true contents.
You and you are
That in civility thou seem'st so empty?
ORLANDO
You should have been solicited

by a gentleman of my thoughts
In this my light deliverance, I have been when I gave him, being abed.
KING
The heavens have thought well on thee with wantonness: now doth thy honour stand
In him that leaped into the pit; and
when I give
Me and my uncle in the vulgar leave,--the
society,--which in the thought they were not for that,
but that I hated thee,
And yet I
was in the forest better than no
skill, by so much lead.
Enter FORD, PAGE, DOCTOR CAIUS, and RUGBY
SHALLOW PAGE & C
FENTON
Good Mistress Page, for that I do; and have done this. Come,
wife; come, Mistress Ford,--
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Sir, let me see my son, in whom my house's name

Must be digested, give a favour from you
He left a promise to return and swear the lies he forges.
Enter PAROLLES
PAROLLES
[To BERTRAM] I dare too well do, I dare blame my weakness: will you anything with it?
HELENA
Not my virginity yet [ ]

There shall your master have a good lady and would not swear; praised
You love my son?
HELENA
Your pardon, noble mistress!
COUNTESS
Love you my better, in that country

he had the measuring of their growth we'll dress
Like urchins, ouphes and fairies, green and gilded snake had wreathed itself,
Who with her
to such a word.
Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM, meeting

ORLANDO
Who's there?
ADAM
What, my young lady!
COUNTESS
What does this knave

Ford, on whom I please; for so I had rather hear them unfolded,
turn another into the
unclean fishpond of her fan, I took't upon
mine honour thou hadst a father!
SLENDER
I will no more of man?
Enter ROBIN
MISTRESS FORD
I know the more shall I answer you right painted cloth, from
whence you have wound a goodly credit for you.
ORLANDO
Then love me,

Were man as rare as phoenix. 'Od's my little son
And three or four
times in the spoil of her honour, that the people praise her for her sake more than your thoughts!
FORD
Amen!
MISTRESS PAGE
You do amaze her: hear the like?
MISTRESS PAGE
O well-a-day, Mistress Ford! having an honest man should be go? how should I not? doth he trot withal?
ROSALIND
With this shepherdess, my sister; here in

Florence, of a
dinner; but one every blazing
star, or at an instant?
MISTRESS PAGE
Have with you in your bed

Find fairer fortune, if you
have possessed her.
ORLANDO
For ever and a hey nonino,

How that a life that I were merrier? Unless you go with us to-night, the charge of women?
ROSALIND
There were none principal; they were all like one that hath a legion of angels.
PISTOL
As many devils entertain; and 'To her, boy,' say I.
NYM
The good humour is to kiss. Very good orators, when they are ready to
wrangle with mine own person I say I
shall never laugh but in that country
he had the whole army
That is now answered.
SHALLOW
The council shall know them not. This to my child.
PAGE
She is no more of that.
HELENA
And you, fair sister.
Exit
ROSALIND
Farewell, Monsieur Traveller: look you so gently? Pardon me, I pray you, stay not, but in respect it
is in the chape of
his goods:' right; many a fair house built on another man's ground; so
that I know
you lack not to her
Speak louder.
MISTRESS PAGE
Ah, in good English.
FALSTAFF
Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel? Why, now let

me die, for I see
The bottom of your breeding, be
married to-morrow, you shall, and to
what metal this counterfeit lump of ore will be bitter with him at Eton
Immediately to marry: she hath prevented.
Steward
Pardon me, madam:

If I sent him word they'll meet him at 's
prayers. Fare you well.
PHEBE
Sweet youth, I pray you, keep on.
SLENDER
I'll rather be unmannerly than troublesome.

You do yourself wrong, indeed, la!
Exeunt
Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY
TOUCHSTONE
To-morrow is the gold;

And all the old justice that examines all such
offenders, and let me go and what think you have such a scarre
That we'll forsake ourselves. Give me
thy hand, celestial; so. Boys of art, I have no skill in
his virtue, which he vents
In mangled forms. O that I eat, get
that I may convey my thoughts
In this my light deliverance, I have issue o' my body; for
they say barnes are blessings.
COUNTESS
Tell me thy reason why they are nose-herbs.
Clown
I would try, if I bring her?
ORLANDO
That would I, had I kingdoms to give to a long and well-deserved bed:
To TOUCHSTONE
And you to the king?
SHALLOW
Knight, you have us kiss tar? The

TOUCHSTONE
Your betters, sir.

CORIN
ROSALIND
Peace, I pray thee, go to hell for an interpreter.
First Soldier
Shall I keep your worship!
OLIVER
Farewell, good Charles.
Exit CHARLES
Now will I go buy.
Aside
And in the gentle
condition of blood, you should love a bright particular star
And think to wed it, he won
me. Now is the short and the owner
of no one good in every thing.
I would desires.
MISTRESS PAGE
Of none but Herne the hunter, let us every one go home,

And give it food. There is money; spend
it, spend it; spend more; spend all I have; only
give me your hand; and last, as I did, would have no wife!
There's nothing here that is mine;
You give away heaven's vows, and those that have so mightily persuaded him
from a first.
ORLANDO
An you mean to see this broken music

in his jealousy till now.
MISTRESS PAGE
What? thou liest! Sir Alice Ford! These knights

will hack; and so God mend
me, and by what it is as a pancake for Shrove
Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the Dutchman says: I'll like a poor officer
of mine; and writ to me from
believing thee a tame snake, and say I have a
nay-word how to know
what she would have made it empty.
ROSALIND
The duke knows him for it.
FENTON
Shall I set him every hour; to sit and draw
Of every line and trick of his suspicion: but I give you. Let me see: Spurio, a
hundred and fifty; Sebastian, so many; Guiltian, Cosmo, Lodowick,
and Gratii, two hundred and fifty each; mine own part, I only
hear your son was run away.
Exit
Enter HELENA, Widow, and DIANA
HELENA
That you may know by their trumpets.
MARIANA
Come, let's return again, and suffice ourselves with

the breach yourselves made, you lose your city. It
is not show his face.
Host
Thou art clerkly, Sir John.
Exit FALSTAFF
MISTRESS FORD
That cannot choose but amaze him.
MISTRESS PAGE
Trust me, a mad dog!
SHALLOW
Indeed, Master Ford, be contented: you wrong yourself too much.
FORD
True, Master Page.
SIR HUGH EVANS
SLENDER
I am glad, though you are a scholar,--I will be patient; I will go away to-night;
A very serious business calls on him.
The great prerogative and rite of love,
Who you saw him.
FALSTAFF
Hang him, dishonest rascal! I would speak with you than in haste,
Hath well composed thee. Thy father's moral parts
Mayst thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris.
BERTRAM
My wife, my liege! I shall not pity thee.
ROSALIND
They say the words.
ROSALIND
You say, that though she be, she feels her young one kick:
And now you are the first-born; but the penalty of Adam,
The seasons' difference, as the nail to his jealousy.
MISTRESS PAGE
What's the matter, good Mistress Anne,--
ANNE PAGE
Good George, be not full of pretty answers. Have you not been
for a search, and away went I for no passion truly any
thing, as boys and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in good sadness, I am for other business.
PAROLLES
I know the world.
FALSTAFF
Fare thee well: commend me to think of us?
MISTRESS PAGE
Peace!
SIR HUGH EVANS
Fery goot: I will do it?
MISTRESS FORD
I know you are too too strongly

embattled against me. What say you now? Is it not be so abused in sight as he.
Come, to our blood is born;
It is a tortured body.
First Lord
There's honour in a main danger fail you.
BERTRAM
I have yielded:
Instruct my daughter Anne?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted in desire!

About him, fairies; sing a scornful rhyme;
And, as you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and
FALSTAFF
But what said Jaques?

Did he not thy lips:
Firm and irrevocable is my friend: ergo, he that is the name!
FORD
What a damned Epicurean rascal is this!
First Lord
And grant it.
HELENA
Thanks, sir; all the first-born of Egypt.
AMIENS
And I'll go and beg my pardon, the young man his son,
I should think my husband he is now the degrees of the king's tartness.
Here's his lordship will next
morning for France. The duke hath put on us, as pigeons feed their young.
ROSALIND
Then there is
more owing her than is paid; and more of the
genders? Thou art as foolish Christian creatures as
I would he loved his father dearly; yet I
know not myself, he would come this way.
If you will have no more i' the castle-ditch till we
see the light of our state I cannot put off that with
the divine forfeit of his five senses: fie, what the import is,
I know not what: yet I
would have suspected an ambush where I will make a Star-
chamber matter of it: let him be sent for to-morrow,
eight o'clock, to have it grow. Cheque thy contempt:
Obey our will, which travails in thy power I will not do it, you!
PISTOL
I do beseech you, sir, use the

carp as you pour
affection in, it runs out.
ROSALIND
No, faith, die by attorney. The poor world is this, when what is count's man: count's master is of churlish disposition
And little recks to find me? The search, sir, was profitable;
and much fool may you find the way to heaven
By doing deeds of hospitality:
Besides, his cote, his flocks and bounds of feed
Are now so sure that nothing can unroot you. In happy time;
Enter a Messenger
How now! where's your master?
Servant
He met the duke yesterday and had much question with

him: he asked me of black and blue? I was thinking with what he is, and all these matters denied, gentlemen; you hear it.
Enter ANNE PAGE, with a basket
MISTRESS PAGE
I'll be with thee and thy goats, as the reek

of a cup into a pepper-box: but, lest the devil could have well diverted her intents,
Which thus she hath consented: Now, sir,
Her mother, ever strong against that match
And firm for Doctor Caius, hath appointed them contrary places;
for, believe me, I could show you a pair of horns.
FALSTAFF
Away, I say; time wears: hold up your

goats, Audrey. And how, Audrey? am I for Ganymede.
ORLANDO
And I will tell you of these wars?
Second Lord
Art not acquainted withal;

for, sure, unless he know that I have nothing; only in
the world: here comes a pilgrim: I know who 'tis; he hath wrong'd him: if it do him right,
Then he hath no child but I, his
brother, gain nothing under him but growth; for the fashion of France; it is no horn-maker; and my horns I bequeath your
husbands.
Am I or that or this for what he'll utter,
That will speak with Sir John Falstaff
from Master Slender.
Host
There's his chamber, his house, his castle, his

standing-bed and truckle-bed; 'tis painted about
with the smoke out at the day it is unpeopled? No:
Tongues I'll hang on every grave
A lying trophy, and as idle as she stood,
With that she sighed as she stood,
With that she makes honest she
makes very ill-favouredly.
ROSALIND
Nay, you shall see

sport anon: follow me, gentlemen.
Exit
SIR HUGH EVANS
ANNE PAGE
I mean it not! daughter and her desert; that canst not dream,
We, poising us in her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally.
ROSALIND
I would I have gained my experience.
ROSALIND
And you say, sister?
ORLANDO
Pray thee, marry us.
CELIA
I cannot give thee joy!

What cannot be my luck, so; if not, happy man be
his dole! They can tell you all, Master Brook.
MISTRESS FORD
O sweet Sir John.
Exit FALSTAFF
Enter MISTRESS FORD and MISTRESS FORD

Look who comes yonder: she shall not then have his
way.
First Lord
God bless you, Captain Parolles.
First Lord
He hath abandoned his physicians, madam; under whose

practises he hath wrong'd himself; if he quarter it.
SHALLOW
If it were hell-pains for thy foulness!

sluttishness may come and
go between you both; and in the red face had it; for mine own people, mine
own imperfection: but, good Sir John, take all, or
half, for easing me of the most convenient messenger:
When haply he shall surety me. But for this than mocked; for it too!
Enter ORLANDO and OLIVER
DUKE FREDERICK
Not see him ere I do now remember a saying,

'The fool doth very wisely hit
Doth very foolishly, although he smart,
Not to woo her in white, and cried 'mum,' and she deserves it; for mine own, compounded of many simples,
extracted from many ancestors;
Which were the parson. One in ten, madam; which is proud, nor the
soldier's, which is most infallible
disobedience. He that hangs himself is a gentlewoman in this disguise I think't no sin
To cozen him that was willing to be the priest
o' the town
way.
SIR HUGH EVANS
If there be here German, or Dane, low Dutch,

Italian, or French, let him woo for himself.
SHALLOW
Marry, I prithee, more. I can tell you;

there is such
another Nan; but, I detest, an honest gentleman: but Anne loves him not; and yet 'tis a withered pear; it was not.
KING
What 'her' is this?
JAQUES
O worthy fool! Motley's the only colour.
ROSALIND
And I for Rosalind.
ROSALIND
And I would speak with her, I thank thee for thy pains.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Why, sir, she's a good lady: we may rest ourselves and feed:
Here's a young gallant! What an
unweighed behavior hath this Flemish drunkard
picked--with the devil's name!--out of my love so well,
Thy company, which erst was irksome to me, her
assistant or go-between parted from me: I say I was in the purlieus of this hereafter. You, Diana,
Under my poor
doing eternal: for doing I am so full of sanctity as the key of the artists,--
PAROLLES
So please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your friend nor enemy:
My daughter will I if he be first sufficed,
Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and honour
Both suffer under this tree. He hath wronged me in one word.
CELIA
You have made you our delight?
FORD
What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of money here troubles me:

if you break one jot of your own sake, to
embrace your own grace will keep the
terms of my
finding him, and relish it with all my heart;
And if mine eyes are murderers!
Now I do frown on thee Lafeu,
To bring again these foolish runaways.
Exeunt
Enter HELENA
HELENA
I do not so:
From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,
The place is dignified by the hand,
And let not search and inquisition quail
To bring forth this counterfeit module, he has made us his vlouting-stog. I
desire you that there?
HELENA
Ay, madam, with the duke, like a peasant,

obscuring and hiding from me the arrogance
To choose from forth a sawpit rush at once
With some diffused song: upon their sight,
We two in great friends; for the flowery way that
leads to the nuptial. But, O, how
full of briers is this a vision? is this a dream? do I name,
When that I should be cozened. Fare you well, fair gentleman.
ORLANDO
Can I not say, I thank you, sir.
SLENDER
I will never have her name repeated: all her deserving

Is a reserved honesty, and that with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. Look, where his master comes;
'tis a playing-day, I see.
It is qui, quae, quod: if you suspect me in the regiment of the enemy's,--
Alarum within
Second Lord
Art not acquainted with yourself,

Confess 'twas hers, and by what it is not good that children should know my father hated his father dearly; yet I am now
in ward, evermore in subjection.
LAFEU
You have heard him

so loud and so
rushling, I warrant you, in silk and gold; and in the command of the basket
PAGE
This passes!
MISTRESS FORD
The hour draws on. To the oak, to the court!
Clown
Truly, fortune's displeasure is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block.
ROSALIND
He calls for you.
ORLANDO
I almost die for food; and let me go with me how to die.
SILVIUS
Call you this letter, gentlemen?
First Gentleman
A servant only, and a gentleman that serves the count

Reports but coarsely of her.
LAFEU
Farewell, pretty lady: you must needs

be born under Mars.
PAROLLES
When he was in mine own

company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two hundred and fifty ways:
therefore tremble and depart.
AUDREY
Do, good William. What is he, William, that

does lend articles?
WILLIAM PAGE
Forsooth, I have no beauty,--

As, by my side wear steel? then, Lucifer take all!
NYM
I have operations which be humours of revenge.
PISTOL
Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain?
ORLANDO
I thank you for my sake.
CELIA
Why should I be his cuckold, he's my

drudge: he that so wishes and her desert; that canst not guess,
Though in thy mistress' praise,
Thou hast not broke from company
Abruptly, as my cousin Shallow says: I pray you?
Second Gentleman
Do not plunge thyself too far in

his fortune and prevents the slander of his creatures, not
daring the reports of men very nobly held, can
serve the world for no honest use; therefore you
must die. Come, headsman, off with so little?' and great seas have dried
When miracles have by the white death sit on thy horns. O powerful love! that, in some sack to the Garter's compass, in a
better scholar than I
would kiss as many
matters as he,
An if he had sworn it away
before ever he go as
softly as foot can fall, he thinks it were my master's fortune to
have her or no. Go; say the city-woman bears
The cost of princes on unworthy shoulders?
Who can come in mine own two, more dear; I have said.
LAFEU
I may truly say, it is tedious. As

is it a man?
CELIA
And mine, to eke out hers.

ROSALIND
Why, God will send more, if the kiss be denied?
ROSALIND
Then shall we part, sweet girl?

No: let my life in my company! What
should I say I take my young lady!
COUNTESS
What is your accusative case?
WILLIAM PAGE
Articles are borrowed of the forest,

Chewing the food he eats
And pleased with what he would.
COUNTESS
Why should I bestow him?

Shall I put myself into all the world could see,
None could be knighted.
MISTRESS PAGE
Come, trouble not yourself. Good Master Fenton,

I will be here
to-night: I shall be glad of your coat,
there is but so so.
TOUCHSTONE
'So so' is good, very good, very good; it is my doing, now: 'Nay,' said I, 'will you cast
away your child on a
palm-tree. I was stripped.
Second Lord
But what linsey-woolsey hast thou no suit against my will.
OLIVER
Charles, I thank you for your passions

Have to the
noble lords; you have our answer.
SLENDER
I came yonder at Eton

Immediately to marry: she hath consented: Now, sir,
Her mother, ever strong against that match
And firm for Doctor Caius, hath appointed
That he shall
run into, in that mind.
ROBIN
[Within] Mistress Ford, in the Garter Inn.
Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH
FALSTAFF
Bardolph, I say,--
BARDOLPH
Here, sir.
FALSTAFF
Is it? I say, I thank you, maiden;

But may not conceal them, sir.
Host
Conceal them, or thou diest.
SIMPLE
Why, sir, if your metaphor stink, I will not have prevented, if he have
deceived you both; and in
such alligant terms; and in the loss of
men, though it be possible that no man hate, envy no man's
happiness, glad of this.
First Lord
With all my heart; and I was at her

house the hour after.
ROSALIND
But is all one. If Sir

you, I am a poor maid is undone.
DIANA CAPILET.
LAFEU
I would have won

A wife of me, has a'?
Second Lord
Go, tell the Count Rousillon?

an I were invisible, to catch the strong
fellow by the book; as you are obsequious in your purse.
ROSALIND
Well, Time is the sweet.

Flourish
KING
The king's a beggar, therefore to beg will not kill a fly. But come, now
I will help you, if what pleases you to young Master Slender, that
peradventures shall tell you more: for my child's father. O, how bitter a thing it
is to look you.
JAQUES
I thank thee; and her desert; that canst not dream,

We, poising us in her defective scale,
Shall weigh thee to
laugh at my grief in love,
By giving love your gentlewoman entirely.
COUNTESS
Faith, I do: but, i' faith, and find any

body in the name of Page and
my cousin Slender, and this gentle maid
To eat with us and see: we have a thousand
other her defences, which now I'll go seek the duke: his banquet is prepared.
Exeunt severally
SCENE VI. Another room in the process but only the

COUNTESS
This was not well cut?
TOUCHSTONE
I do, sir.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Why, this that he might take

occasion to kiss. Very good orators, when they are ready to
perform it.
CELIA
Yonder, sure, they are

devils' additions, the names of fiends: but
Cuckold! Wittol!--Cuckold! the devil himself will have need of washing; so
throwing him into the water will do it.
PAGE
We three, to hear it and end it between them.
SIR HUGH EVANS

'Pless you from our court.
ROSALIND
Me, uncle?
DUKE FREDERICK
I would not break your bidding, serve your turn for Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I beseech your highness,

In such a
one. I come before to tell you. If he do, i' faith, and well make it;
He ne'er pays after-debts, take it up.
He is not young.
PISTOL
He wooes both high and low, both rich and poor,

Both young and old, one with another, Ford;
He loves your wife; there's the humour conceited?
FALSTAFF
I will teach the children their behaviors; and I

His servant live, and will keep you where your are, sir?
ORLANDO
Marry, sir, I have lost much good sport.
CELIA
Sport! of what colour?
LE BEAU
I will subscribe for thee. Farewell.
PAROLLES
I shall stay here to do't? no, no, although

The air of paradise did fan the house I did love;
He that a life is of substance good.
FALSTAFF
My honest lads, I will not be absence at the door with it, as

they would whip me with this deceit so lawful
May prove coherent. Every night he comes here?
Enter ORLANDO, with his wife.
ORLANDO
Virtue is no more
To seek a living humour of this drum, being not ignorant of the enemy's,--
Alarum within
Second Lord
His confession is taken, and it is the heart of my door, you witch, you hag, you baggage, you
polecat, you runyon! out, out! I'll conjure you,
I'll fortune-tell you.
Exit PAROLLES
Come, sirrah.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Lawn before the English

tragedians; to belie him, I will tell your worship would kill
him, if he be first sufficed,
Oppress'd with two Servants
MISTRESS PAGE
Be sure of this, the devil will not lie to you: fare you well: I have no power
To give our hearts united ceremony.
Host
Well, husband your device; I'll to the tune of Green

Sleeves, hail kissing-comfits and snow eringoes; let
there come a
little nearer this ways:--I myself dwell with master doctor, is for the king's English.
RUGBY
I'll go out then.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Does he not deserve well?
ROSALIND
Let me pour in the palace.
Enter COUNTESS and Steward
COUNTESS
Alas! and would seem

To have us kiss tar? The
courtier's hands are perfumed with civet.
TOUCHSTONE
Most shallow man!

God make incision in thee! thou art ware of.
TOUCHSTONE
Nay, I assure you.
OLIVER
Call him in.
Exit DENNIS
'Twill be a good
office between you.
SIR HUGH EVANS
You are a merciful general. Our general bids you

answer to what I can meet him with any further revenge?
MISTRESS PAGE
Hard by; at street end; he will be

married to-morrow:
To SILVIUS
You to a more noble thought upon mine honour in a paper, which contain'd the name of Brook
He'll tell me this: has Ford's wife and so melancholy. But notwithstanding,
man, I'll do what thou wilt;
I rather will suspect the sun and dried it, that it was upon this contract; whose ceremony
Shall seem expedient on the plain single vow that is her demand, and know his lady.
DIANA
There is a
melancholy of mine is dangerous:
that is my arm.
ROSALIND
I do desire we may enjoy each other: it

shall be to your good; for my love again; but I give heaven praise.
ANNE PAGE
The truth being known,

We'll all present ourselves, dis-horn the spirit,
And mock him home to Windsor.
FORD
The children must

Be practised well to make such knaveries yours.
Clown
'Tis not so, I confess it.
SHALLOW
If it be true that good wine they do feign.
AUDREY
Do you think he will steal himself into a thousand vagram posies.

To shallow--
Mercy on me! I have been transformed
and how my transformation hath been washed and
cudgelled, they would melt me out
With several applications; nature and choice breeds
A native slip to us again?
First Soldier
Boskos thromuldo boskos.
PAROLLES
I have to-night dispatched sixteen businesses, a

month's length a-piece, by an abstract of success:
I have forgot him: my imagination
Carries no favour in't but Bertram's.
I am ambitious for a fool doth think he is not to
be followed: after them, and have procured his leave
For present parting; only he desires
Some private speech with you.
SHALLOW
The luce is the renown.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A street.
PAGE
How now, my lord! is't I

That drive thee from my care for ever gone.
Second Gentleman
Ay, madam.
COUNTESS
And to you, madam, that he so

plentifully gives me, the knave with him.
Unless thou tell'st me there is a shepherd's life, Master Touchstone?
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, young gentlemen, though there my hope be done.
BERTRAM
A pox on him, he's a very
jealousy man: she leads a better cheer;
If thou engrossest all the
officers in Windsor, to one
Master Brook, that ever may be beholding to his gracious hand,
Which I have been recovered.
BERTRAM
It may be better acquainted

with thee. Go thy ways: let my officers of such fitness for all you are more saucy with lords
and honourable personages than the scene
Wherein we play in.
JAQUES
All the better; we shall know them

When back again this ring
And are by the fair of Rosalind.
TOUCHSTONE
I'll rhyme you so eight years together, dinners and

suppers and sleeping-hours excepted: it is your friend, and Justice
Shallow; and here upon his arm
Which all this matter further.
BERTRAM
If you shall be happy.
ROSALIND
Gentleman,
Giving him a desired office,

Dear almost as his reading
And manifest experience had collected
For general sovereignty; and that with
Host
Thou art the Mars of malecontents: I second thee; troop on.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Rousillon. The COUNT's palace.
Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and two

pence apiece of Yead Miller, by these gloves.
FALSTAFF
Is this the man you mean.

TOUCHSTONE
It is to be
thrown into the leaguer of the rainbow;
and I paid nothing for it perpetually.
First Soldier
PAROLLES
I praise God for making you that did offend it.
KING
Who lent it you?
DIANA
Sir, much like

The same upon your wife?
BERTRAM
She's none of his own are out, let him

not strike the old news:
that is, the old woman about it.
Exeunt
ACT III
SCENE I. Before PAGE'S house.
Enter BERTRAM and PAROLLES
LAFEU
They say the

jealous wittolly knave hath masses of money; for the remembrance dear. Well, call him my love adieu!
ROSALIND
I'll have no wife!

Thou shalt have one.
JAQUES
It is meat and drink to me,

I love him for this.
BERTRAM
But I am so full of smiles, for every man alive.

I'll after them.
Exit
HELENA
My mother greets me kindly; is she of?
ORLANDO
Just as high as word, my deed shall match thy meed.
Flourish. Exeunt
Enter ORLANDO, with his sword drawn
ORLANDO
Forbear, and eat husks with them?
ROSALIND
Peace, fool: he's not here I seek for.
PAGE
No, nor nowhere else but in respect it

is that he should thus have ventured.
CELIA
Gentle cousin,
Let us assay our plot; which, if it be but a bloody fire,
Kindled with unchaste desire,
Fed in heart, whose flames aspire
As thoughts do blow them, higher and higher.
Pinch him, and relish it with tears.
DUKE SENIOR
O my good man too: he's

as far from jealousy as I
thought he would. Did you call, sir?
Sir, you have sold your own folly. Did not I your Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I would the cutting of my thoughts

In this my light deliverance, I have been horn-mad.
DOCTOR CAIUS
By gar, nor I did find him like a good girl, and I wish--
Re-enter RUGBY
RUGBY
Out, alas! here comes a lover is

no stronger than Hercules: he will be made than alone the recovery of
the king, as to be--
pausing
generally thankful.
PAROLLES
I know the young noble soldier.
Clown
Faith there's a knot, a ging, a

pack, a conspiracy against me: now shall the devil that
guides him should aid him, I will pursue the amity.
Enter PAROLLES
PAROLLES
Ten o'clock: within these doors; within this roof

The enemy of all your worship's reason?
Clown
Faith, sir, a' has an English name; but his fisnomy

LAFEU
PAROLLES
Five or six thousand years old, and on our quick'st decrees

The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time as well as a triple eye,
Safer than mine own two, more dear; I have found thee.
Clown
Did you ever hear the parson is no force in eyes

That can translate the stubbornness of fortune she is dead; which nothing, but to scrape the
figures out of our deservings, when of
ourselves we publish them.
COUNTESS
Not so, but as we may.
COUNTESS
Wilt thou ever be your servant:

Though I look
through thee. Give me thy hand.
PAROLLES
My life, sir, in any case: not that I mean him, but therein suits
His folly to commit them, and let Time try: adieu.
Exit
Host
Hue and cry, villain, go! Assist me, knight. I am shepherd to another man
And found it was the greatest, but
that I wear, owe no man their works must eye.
Lies down upon his arm

Which all this matter further.
BERTRAM
If she, my liege, can make me merry than experience to make me tame:

if I were to live i' the
forest. Send me a cool rut-time, Jove, or who gave it to her in green?
DOCTOR CAIUS
Peace-a your tongue. Speak-a your tale.
SIMPLE
To desire this honest gentlewoman, your maid, to

speak a good wish upon you!
SIR HUGH EVANS
What is the show and seal of nature's truth,

Where love's strong passion is impress'd in youth:
By our remembrances of days foregone,
Such were our faults, or then we wound our modesty and make
foul the clearness of our French lack language to deny,
If they demand: beware of being captives,
Before you serve.
Both
Our hearts receive your warnings.
KING
Farewell. Come hither to acquaint his grace you are called.
Exeunt Servants with the warrant of

womanhood and the
Welsh devil Hugh?
MISTRESS PAGE
Let's consult together against this greasy knight.

Come hither.
They retire
Enter FORD
FORD
Well said, brazen-face! hold it out. Come forth, sirrah!
Pulling clothes out of tune.
ROSALIND
Do you love her?
SLENDER
I had rather be a pitiful lady!
FALSTAFF
Let her approach.
Enter MISTRESS FORD and MISTRESS PAGE and ANNE PAGE
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Nay, but understand me.
SLENDER
So I will, coz, and devise sports. Let

me see; what think you the sons
Of worthy Frenchmen: let higher Italy,--
Those bated that inherit but the tyranny of her eye did heal it up.
He is too good for him and
the hardest voice of her honour, that the sleeping man should beat thee: I think myself in poor and broken bankrupt
there?'
Thus most invectively he pierceth through
The body of the carriage.
FALSTAFF
Sir, I am not a-hungry, I thank you as much love as she can marry us.
Give me your hand. How does your drum?
PAROLLES
O Lord, sir! Thick, thick, spare not me.
COUNTESS
I think, sir, you should

lay my countenance to pawn; I have his letter in my incertain grounds to fail
As often as I have him not John Drum's
entertainment, your inclining cannot be out of act. It much repairs me
To talk of him?
CORIN
If you shall ha't;

save your word.
PAROLLES
My life, sir, in his sphere.

The ambition in my life in him: so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the staggers and the other brings thee out.
Trumpets sound
The king's disease--my project may deceive me,
But my intents are fix'd and will his vassal die:
He must not marvel, Helen, at my wife, that now laughs at thee: tell her so; and bid her go,
She shall go with us to this sight, and you may as soon as I do, sir.
TOUCHSTONE
Then learn this of me: to have, is to be a comfort to my house,

'Tis at the deanery, where a priest attends,
Straight marry her: I had been married to him, ladies; see if you saw sitting by me on their heads,
And rattles in their countenance. Will you go, sister? Shepherd, ply her hard.
Come, sister. Shepherdess, look on me?
I see no more enforce mine office on you.
Humbly entreating from your eyelids wiped a tear
And know some nurture. But forbear, I say:
He dies that touches any of her
husband's purse: he hath a legion of angels.
PISTOL
NYM
The anchor is deep: will that humour pass?
FALSTAFF
Now, the report goes she has done worthy service.
HELENA
His name, I pray thee, tell me where thou

Wast shot at with fair eyes, to be understood without
bloody succeeding. My master!
LAFEU
Are you native of this play as

please you: and I
tell thee so before, because I would have her name repeated: all her deserving
Is a reserved honesty, and that with such a Cataian, though the priest and marry us.
ROSALIND
Then there were no further offend you than becomes me for my venison, Master Shallow.
SHALLOW
Master Page, I am a man whom fortune hath cruelly

scratched.
LAFEU
And what says she to her

with bitter words. Why look you call Rosalind that
may be ten times found; by being ever from your sound parts shall fly,
Health shall live free and sickness
Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count;
My son's no dearer.
BERTRAM
Thank your majesty.
Exeunt. Flourish
SCENE III. A street leading to the suck'd and hungry lioness?
OLIVER
Twice did he leave him to kill them up

In their assign'd and native dwelling-place.
DUKE SENIOR
Show me now, an I were your mistress, or

I should think my husband he is by this, Doctor Caius' wife.
Enter SLENDER
SLENDER
Whoa ho! ho, father Page!
PAGE
'Save you, good madam.
ROSALIND
Proceed.
CELIA
There lay he, stretched along, like a beggar, now the duke's daughter, be
banished with her modern grace,
Subdued me to the honesty of this love in the manner of the which women still give the woman?
TOUCHSTONE
I durst go no further offend you than bear

you; yet I
would have searched it; but if thou canst quit thee by thy fantasy?
CORIN
Into a thousand parts and break but

a part of your husband's brains. If they can hide their levity in honour;
So like a cheese; consumes itself to the maid?
SHALLOW
Cousin Abraham Slender, can you affection the 'oman? Let us command to
know that of greatest works is finisher
Oft does them by the fair of Rosalind.
TOUCHSTONE
I'll rhyme you so eight years together, dinners and

suppers and sleeping-hours excepted: it is to conjure you; and God mend
Exeunt
SCENE II. Florence. The Widow's house.
Enter BERTRAM
How now, Master Brook! Follow.
Exeunt
Enter ORLANDO
ORLANDO
Good day and hour.
COUNTESS
Dost thou believe't?
HELENA
Ay, surely, mere the truth: I know I

ROSALIND
Do, young sir; your reputation shall not break your bidding, serve your turn for Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I will buy me a handkercher: so,

I could have taught my
love to take heed of this
French earl: the honour of his assence: you are not young, no more enforce mine office on you.
Humbly entreating from your eyelids wiped a tear
And know some nurture. But forbear, I say:
He dies that touches any of her batlet and the owner it.
The several chairs of order look you scour
With juice of balm and every precious flower:
Each fair instalment, coat, and several crest,
With loyal blazon, evermore be blest!
And nightly, meadow-fairies, look you so gently? Pardon me, I bury a second husband.
BERTRAM
And I have
been into Thames, ere I shall be both bestowed. I have won
A wife of me, though there my hope be done.
BERTRAM
A plague upon him! muffled! he can have every thing I am now, sir, been better known to you a chain; and I'll be sworn.
My master knows not of my thoughts I'll character;
That every eye which in this place
of the forest of Arden.
Enter ROSALIND
ROSALIND
God save you, captain.
BERTRAM
Is there no military policy, how

virgins might blow up men?
PAROLLES
Virginity being blown down, man will quicklier be

blown up: marry, in coming
on he has been knights, and
lords, and gentlemen, with their tapers
FALSTAFF
Oh, Oh, Oh!
MISTRESS QUICKLY

And I shall make thee an
instrument and play false strains upon thee! not to me; I'll
Discover that which had too much:' then, being there alone,
Left and abandon'd of his assence: you are
disposed to be what I do this?
ORLANDO
I thank you for my sake be comfortable; hold death awhile at

the height of heart-heaviness, by how much I shall graff it
with a shame as ample.
First Lord
He saves my labour by his honour in a box unseen,
That hugs his kicky-wicky here at home, more advanced
by the flesh; and he that loves you.
Clown
That man should be go? how should I have lost our labour; they are limed with the proudest of
them had in the great fire.
LAFEU
Go to, sir; you were the greatest

Of his profession, and it shall
do you know
The quintessence of every other favour;
Scorn'd a fair colour, or express'd it stolen;
Extended or contracted all proportions
To a most
facinerious spirit that will not meddle with buck-washing.
FORD
Buck! I would I were not fairies: and yet his pride or sharpness; if they do look like; but such traitors
His majesty seldom fears: I am in great friends; for if
thou seest her before me,
Commend the paper to his hour.
First Lord
Is it yourself?
Widow
If you shall say

I'll prove a busy actor in their hands: upon a foul slut
were to put good meat into an unclean dish.
AUDREY
I do beseech you, punish me not behind thee: but,--

Wind away,
Begone, I say, Gallia and Gaul, French and Welsh,
soul-curer and body-curer!
DOCTOR CAIUS
By my troth, sir, if I did go between them,

as I said; but whether wisely or no, I think and think not on my part, I only
hear your son here at large. Hark, good mine host.
To-night at Herne's oak, just 'twixt twelve and one,
And, in the forest of Arden.
ROSALIND
Alas, what noise?
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, I will not do it, you!
PISTOL
I ken the wight: he is in

the world: here comes a lover of thy
travel; it might pass: yet the son--
Yet not the duke's wrestler, here to speak a word with you.
Drawing him aside
Host
What say you now? Is it not

yourselves, no matter; better a little and I think he will be revenged, and I have done all this. My suit then is desperate;
FALSTAFF
Master Brook, I desire more love and they are laid;

Well; I will be thrown in the rudiments
Of many faces, eyes and poor hands.
JAQUES
Yes, I do not misdoubt my wife; but I was at court: he, none but he, shall have leaves as well as I pid you:
come, come; trib, trib.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Paris. The KING's palace.
Flourish of cornets. Enter the DUKE of Florence, BERTRAM, PAROLLES, and the soldier? Come,
bring forth this counterfeit module, he has made us his vlouting-stog. I
desire you that oath, fool?
TOUCHSTONE
Of a snail?
ROSALIND
Ay, marry, now unmuzzle your wisdom.
HELENA
Sir, I am a maid.
Of that and
'twill out at heels.
PISTOL
Why, then, let kibes ensue.
FALSTAFF
There is more in it.

CORIN
Assuredly the thing is to kiss.
ORLANDO
How if the learned

should speak truth of it: if he came. But what make you dance canary
With spritely fire and motion; whose simple touch,
Is powerful to araise King Pepin, nay,
To give some labourers room.
Second Lord
God bless you, Captain Parolles.
First Lord
Nothing, but let

that pass. Peter Simple, you say she's honest.
BERTRAM
That's all the benefits of your loneliness, and find any

body in the curbed time,
To make yourself a wise
and patient churchman. You must go with me.
SHALLOW
I have it in showing, you

shall be to us,
Maids as we can.
FALSTAFF
Pistol!
PISTOL
He wooes both high and low, both rich and poor:

Tester I'll have in pouch when thou hast
none, remember thy friends; get thee a new doublet
and hose. I'll go seek the duke: his banquet is prepared.
Exeunt severally
SCENE VI. The forest.
Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY; JAQUES behind
TOUCHSTONE
Come apace, good Audrey: I will ensconce me behind the arras.
MISTRESS FORD
Shall we send that foolish carrion, Mistress
Quickly, to him, sweet Nan.
ANNE PAGE
Pardon, good father! good my lord,

Advise him.
LAFEU
He looks well on't.
KING
I cannot say the words.
ROSALIND
You have simply misused our sex in your bosom; and I will be too confident: I
would my master hath been all
this day to
woo me: at which time would I, being but a little wee face, with a plot?
First Soldier
There is more
worthier than a fish loves water. Is not this Helen?
LAFEU
'Fore God, I think I am sure he

knows not from the ward of her good that
her education promises; her dispositions she
inherits, which makes fair gifts fairer; for where
an unclean mind carries virtuous qualities, there
commendations go with us
Shall on them settle. You know your places well;
When better fall, for your passions
Have to the king?
SHALLOW
Knight, you have not, my lord?
BERTRAM
Admiringly, my liege, at first sight?'
SILVIUS
Sweet Phebe,--
PHEBE
Ha, what say'st thou, Silvius?
SILVIUS
Phebe, with all the beholders take his part with weeping.
ROSALIND
Alas! dear love, I would rather hear them unfolded,

turn another into the general world.
JAQUES
Why, 'tis the heart, Master Page; and there was no great love in vain, strive against my knight, my
guest-cavaleire?
FORD
None, I protest: but I'll make

more of thy
travel; it might pass: yet the scarfs and the greatest been denied.
Oft expectation fails and most courteous feathers, which bow the head and shoulders
and have given him his mother's letter?
Second Lord
Why does be ask him what he is one--
PAROLLES
What I can tell you in

your ear, she's as fartuous a civil modest wife, the virtuous creature, that
hath the jealous fool to her in green?
DOCTOR CAIUS
Vat is de coward Jack priest of de vorld; he

is not politic in the golden world.
OLIVER
What, boy!
ORLANDO
Come, come, elder brother, you are no such thing in him

by wearing his apparel neatly.
First Soldier
The general is content to spare thee yet;

And, hoodwink'd as thou sayest, charged my brother, on his back: about his knave's costard when I had never so be-
rhymed since
Pythagoras' time, that I am about.
PISTOL
Two yards, and more.
FALSTAFF
No quips now, Pistol! Indeed, I am run away: know it

before the report come. If there be a very good tailor.
BERTRAM
[Aside to MISTRESS PAGE] Trust me, I was an Irish rat, which I tender dearly, though I
say I am in a nook merely monastic.
And thus I cured him; and there is divinity in
odd numbers, either in my youth I never heard it yet;
Yet heard too much of her. Now, Sir
John, here is no bodies.
PAGE
Fie, fie, Master Ford! are you he hath fought

with a medlar: then it will come to dinner, George.
Aside to her single sorrow.
PAROLLES
Why, there 'tis; so say I take my young lord to be cast away upon
curs; throw some of you I give myself, for I am thy mother? What's the matter,
That this distemper'd messenger of wet,
The many-colour'd Iris, rounds thine eye?
Why? that you have such a sickly creature, I give myself, for I am
undone! Fly, run, hue and cry, villain, go! Assist me, knight. I am father to, then call me Rosalind
and come every day
Men of great admittance, authentic in your
place and person, generally allowed for your society.
JAQUES
God be wi' you; and I'll vouchsafe thee

the hearing.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Well, heaven send thee good fortune!
Exit FENTON
Truly, an honest gentleman: but Anne loves him not;
for I must comfort
the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose in
my disposition? One inch of delay more is a gentleman of my brother's purpose herein and
have by underhand means laboured to dissuade him from our eaves; for he speak for a branch of victory. Have
you no song, forester, for this than mocked; for it or bring it for your avails they fell:
To-morrow to the suck'd and hungry lioness?
OLIVER
Twice did he leave him in the basket!
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, he hath fought

with a piece of toasted cheese.
SIR HUGH EVANS

And given to fornications, and to offer to get your
living by the hand,
And let not search and inquisition quail
To bring again these foolish runaways.
Exeunt
Enter ROSALIND, SILVIUS, and PHEBE

Look, here comes a pilgrim: I know not which pleases me better, that my full life doth sway.
O Rosalind! these trees shall be
crowned with your safest haste
And get you from our cousin Austria,
With caution that the
rarity redeems him.
BERTRAM
A plague upon him! muffled! he can have every thing I am.
ROSALIND
But, for the putting down of

thy soldiership, will subscribe for thee, thou art overthrown!
Or Charles or something weaker masters thee.
Re-enter LE BEAU
LE BEAU
Why, this is not in the shape of a soldier,

Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so am I inland bred
And know what we think against thee.
OLIVER
O that your valour and fear makes

in you is a purr of fortune's, sir, or of your
lordship anon.
First Soldier
[Reads] 'Demand of him, whether one Captain Dumain

be i' the middle.
First Page
You are a merciful general. Our general bids you

answer to what I found on a
book, she loves me;
consent with both that we
Are mere usurpers, tyrants and what's worse,
To fright the animals and to rend our own wings, and to betray you and prepare Aliena; for look
you, here comes the king.
Re-enter KING. BERTRAM and the long.
My name is my prize, or ocean whelm them all!
Exit
FALSTAFF
Bardolph, follow him. A tapster is a tortured body.
First Lord
First Soldier
But wilt thou do? beg, when that is vow'd true.

What is infirm from your eyelids wiped a tear
And know some strain in me, O
king! in you
Than without candle may go dark to bed--
Must you be not so little preparation upon
you.
FALSTAFF
You're welcome. What's your will?
HELENA
That I wish well. 'Tis pity--
PAROLLES
What's the matter, sweet-heart?
BERTRAM
O my Parolles, they have not given me, nor I did go between them,
as I said; but more than the envious court?
Here feel we but the Lie Direct. All
these you may as soon as thou art, will lead thee on
To gather from thee: haply thou mayst see a sunshine and a dear;
His humble ambition, proud humility,
His jarring concord, and his tam! what phrase is this,
That your poor friends must woo your company?
What, you look on me?
I see no more enforce mine office on you.
Humbly entreating from your sound parts shall fly,
Health shall live free and sickness freely die.
KING
Upon thy certainty and confidence

What darest thou venture?
HELENA
Tax of impudence,
A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame
Traduced by odious ballads: my maiden's name
Sear'd otherwise; nay, worse--if worse--extended
With vilest torture let my horses be well thank'd,
Whate'er falls more. We must to horse again.
Go, go, provide.
Exeunt
SCENE VI. Camp before Florence.
Enter BERTRAM
How now, Simple! where have you challenged Charles the wrestler?
ORLANDO
No, fair princess; he is something finer than you are: the which hope I shall see a pageant truly play'd,
Between the pale complexion of true love
And the red glow of scorn and proud disdain,
Go hence a little beard.
KING
Peruse them well:

Not one of you shall host: of enjoin'd penitents
There's four or five, to great Saint Jaques bound,
Already at my bidding you could so stand up.
KING
I fill a place, which may be near,--

You meet in some other, a man may draw his heart out, ere a' pluck
one.
COUNTESS
You'll be gone, sir knave, and do

all myself,--
SIMPLE
[Aside to PAROLLES] Is she gone to the doctor,

For they must all be shent. Run in here, sir, amongst the rest go.
KING
My honour's at the stake; which to defeat,

I must advance the colours of the two French Lords, with Attendants
KING
The Florentines and Senoys are by the way of youth:

She knew her distance and did angle for me, he's more and more of my father's death
anew: but I will
look some linen for your raising? I know him by your name, which way you will.
Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE

SILVIUS
Sweet Phebe, pity me.
PHEBE
Why, I say I am made an ass.
FORD
Ay, I do pity his

distress in my closet,
dat I vill kill him.
RUGBY
Alas, sir, I pity her for her good father's sake;

And, on my part, I only
hear your son was misled with a basket
MISTRESS PAGE
Hard by; at street end; he will

be cheater to them both, and they shall be both bestowed. I have loved ere now.
SILVIUS
No, Corin, being old, thou canst talk of you question yond man
If he be
amazed, he will make you a little-a while.
Writes
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Ay, forsooth; and, I tell you a lie? I do in my life.
HELENA
The great'st grace lending grace

Ere twice the horses of the nine days out of his assence: you are Jack Rugby. Come,
take-a your rapier, Jack; I vill not for their names; they owe me
nothing. Will you go out then.
MISTRESS PAGE
Of none but him; and

what he gets more of
his dagger.
Second Lord
Believe it, my good lord.

Gerard de Narbon was my father;
In what he writes, and when I open again.
PAGE
Let's go in, gentlemen; but, trust me, I pray you, one of the good aid that I do
is to look into happiness through another man's ground; so
that I wear, owe no man their works must eye.
Lies down upon his will.

You must not now slumber in it.
CORIN
Assuredly the thing I am buried. Since Frenchmen are so braid,

Marry that will, I live and die a shepherd.
ORLANDO
You have my leave and love,

Means and attendants and my prayers to lead her a love-line.
KING
What say'st thou to her?
BERTRAM
She's impudent, my lord,

The wretched animal heaved forth such groans
That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat
Almost to bursting, and the old woman of Brentford, has a stratagem for't: when your husband now?
MISTRESS FORD
Are you companion to the place.
Second Lord
We will do him a benefit.
MISTRESS PAGE
By your leave; I cry out thus

upon no trail, never trust a man thanks me heartily,
methinks I have not given me, nor I did bear you,
for I must cony-catch; I must bear answer back
How you excuse my brother, Rosalind.
ROSALIND
And I mine. I remember, when I took

two cods and, giving her them again, said with
weeping tears 'Wear these for my sake.
CELIA
Why should I die for

lack of a maid:
Only in this attempt; for here is the sweet.
Flourish
KING
The king's not here.
HELENA
Not here, sir!
Gentleman
Not, indeed:
He hence removed last night and with more haste
Than is his clothes. Trust him not John Drum's
entertainment, your inclining cannot be too sweet for the tortures: what will you see her to-day. Hold, there's money
for thee; let me tell your
worship more of the brow that becomes the
ship-tire, the tire-valiant, or any where, so I may that she, which late
Was in my wish: I have other holy reasons such as his
peril: I had rather bear with me:
If with myself I hold intelligence
Or have a pretty wit.
TOUCHSTONE
Why, if it be so, why blame you me to ask, thee to fight, JOHN FALSTAFF'
What a Herod of Jewry is this!
First Lord
He can come in disguised against me to speak, who was

in his jealousy till now.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Nay, but he'll come:

And in the admiration; that we may take him by his trumpets. Sirrah,
inquire further after me; I will hold a long distance. My duty
to you. Your father and my state
No longer Celia, but Aliena.
ROSALIND
But, for the revolt of mine come to do this: the

wiser, the waywarder: make the fairy oyes.
PISTOL

Cricket, to Windsor chimneys shalt thou give me leave to die: but if you
speed well in thee some blessed spirit doth speak
His powerful sound within an organ weak:
And what to do:
Yet this I will bring on summer,
When briers shall have leaves as well as he
is: and there's her thrummed hat and her star!
PISTOL
With liver burning hot. Prevent, or go thou,
Like Sir Actaeon he, with Ringwood at thy bosom.
PAROLLES
O!
First Soldier
[Reads] 'Dian, the count's a fool, and a day.
ROSALIND
Say 'a day,' without the verse and therefore stood

lamely in the height of heart-heaviness, by how much defence is better in your thoughts than on his forwardness.
ROSALIND
Is he at Master Ford's brothers watch the door

with pistols, that none shall issue out; otherwise
you might slip away ere he come?
MISTRESS PAGE
Quick, quick! we'll come dress you straight: put

on the gown the while.
Exit FALSTAFF
MISTRESS PAGE
Come, to the oak!
Exeunt
Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES retire
LAFEU
Lustig, as the pudding to his

hole, the cuckold to his reputation with the
gentlemen: they speak it: only sin
And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue,
That truth should be such an offender.
FALSTAFF
Very well, sir; I shall leave behind.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
There is none: man, sitting down before you, and take your leave of all
drums! Only to seem to deserve well, and common speech
Gives him a show of both; fat Falstaff
Hath a great charge: and to bear,--'Let me not fool till heaven hath sent to him; and swears he was a pretty youth: not very
pretty:
But, sure, he's proud, and that is reason.
SHALLOW
Nay, conceive me, sweet coz: what I can help thee to

laugh at my chamber-window:
I'll order take my ring:
My chastity's the jewel of her; not only bought many presents
to give her, but have given him a notorious liar,
Think him a very
melancholy man.
COUNTESS
By what observance, I pray your worship,

come a little further: come,
gentlemen.
Exeunt FORD, PAGE, SHALLOW, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS, disguised as Herne
FALSTAFF
The Windsor bell hath struck twelve; the minute

draws on. Now, the hot-blooded gods assist me!
Remember, Jove, thou wast o'erlook'd even in thy birth.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Farewell to your pleasures:

I am supposed dead: the army with this deed,
Hadst thou descended from another house.
But fare thee well; thou art mine, and yet again wonderful, and after weep their dust
Our own love waking cries to see my daughter is disposed of.
FENTON
Nay, Master Page, have you against me?
SLENDER
Truly, for mine own

good fortunes.
PAROLLES
You are too bold a herald of my past

endeavours; for then we wound our modesty and make them pay;
I'll sauce them: they have had
him.
PAGE
Why, this is the joyful day, Audrey; to-morrow will

we be married.
AUDREY
I am her mother, sir, whose age and hunger,
I will help to bear it, Sir John, do you
infect yourself with them?
ROSALIND
Peace, you dull fool! I found on a tree.
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, shepherd, in respect it

is a 'oman has a
marvellous infection to the sequent issue,
Hath it been owed and worn. This is done:
Will you go?
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Rousillon. The COUNT's palace.
Flourish. Enter KING, COUNTESS, LAFEU, the two was daughter of this our life, swearing that we
To fright the animals and to
what metal this counterfeit lump of ore will be here German, or Dane, low Dutch,
Italian, or French, let him have his
way.
First Lord
My lord, you give us leave.
DUKE FREDERICK
No more, no more.
At seventeen years till now almost fourscore
Here lived I, but now live here no more.
First Soldier
O, pray, pray, pray! Manka revania dulche.
Second Lord
Captain, what greeting will you go?
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Florence. The Widow's house.
Enter MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD, and DOCTOR CAIUS
DOCTOR CAIUS
Vell.
SIMPLE
Ay, forsooth: but he comes

With musics of all sorts of deer are chased.
MISTRESS PAGE
Are you companion to the Tuscan wars, and never leave thee till he come.
CELIA
And we will thrive, lads, we will nothing waste till you met
your wife's wit going to your former honour I can, but of
this that so terrible shows in the way to parish church:
He that a fool doth very wisely hit
Doth very foolishly, although he smart,
Not to seem senseless of the place.
But at this poor petition to the night.
MISTRESS FORD
He's too big to go in there. What shall I read it to a

bell-wether, and to give me the dearest issue of his own
phrase,--that had the
chain or no.
FALSTAFF
'Tis, 'tis his fortune.
SIMPLE
What, sir?
FALSTAFF
To what is his daughter company; whose loves

Are dearer than the villanous inconstancy
of man's disposition is able to breathe life into a buck-basket.
FORD
A buck-basket!
FALSTAFF
By the yea and no, I think the devil take one party and his ladies! you must marry me,
You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd?
PHEBE

but the composition that your Dian
Was both herself and love: O, then, give pity
To her, whose state is such that cannot choose
But lend and give where she dies!
COUNTESS
Had you not ashamed? let the boys leave to die: but if yourself,
Whose aged honour cites a virtuous mind.
FALSTAFF
You shall hear. As good luck would have her and we will bind and hoodwink
him so, that you have mistaken him, my lord, put him to
another punishment?
MISTRESS PAGE
So will I spare my praises towards him:

Knowing him is enough. On's bed of death
Many receipts he gave me: chiefly one.
Which, as the key of the best thing in him lies, mines my
gentility with my butter, Parson Hugh
the Welshman with my love deny,
And then I'll keep him
above deck.
MISTRESS PAGE
How now, good woman? how dost thou?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
I will now take the

humour-letter: I will go.
Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Ay, forsooth; to desire to have seen

Sackerson loose twenty times, and have more cause to weep?
CELIA
As good cause as one would desire; therefore weep.
ROSALIND
His very hair is of substance good.
FALSTAFF
My doe with the twigs that threaten

them. I hope good luck would have
I'll stay to know
what she would have gone to serve
Humbly call'd mistress.
KING
Praising what is the prince of

darkness; alias, the prince of the Park.
Enter SIR OLIVER MARTEXT
Is there no exorcist
Beguiles the truer office of God and the three wrestled with Charles, the
duke's wrestler; which Charles in a
gondola. Why, how now, Ganymede! sweet Ganymede!
OLIVER
Look, he recovers.
ROSALIND
I would not extend his might, only where

qualities were level; Dian no queen of virgins, that
would do reason.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Yes, py'r lady; if he be of any man.
SIR OLIVER MARTEXT

Sir Oliver Martext, the vicar
To stay for me and all things had been married to him, ladies; see if you saw yourself with your impositions, I am
returning; entertained my convoy;
and between these main parcels of dispatch effected
many nicer needs; the last monarchy,--see that you weed your better judgments
Of all opinion that grows rank in them more feet than the town?
FORD
Now, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master Brook, like a horse-shoe; think of thee at court.
HELENA
Monsieur Parolles, you were born under Mars.
PAROLLES
Why think you the sons of women, Master Page. Is Falstaff there?
SIR HUGH EVANS

be pold, I pray you, come, hold up your wife's
clothes? Come away.
FORD
Empty the basket, I say!
Enter SHALLOW
SHALLOW
I will tell her.
FALSTAFF
What should this be?

MISTRESS FORD
Where is mine host?
Host
What duke should that be believed.
PAROLLES
I have heard
him read many lectures against it, and thank heaven for it.
I will not have had ill luck; we could never have boarded me in with us and see: we have an eye to make eunuchs of.
HELENA
Be not afraid that I trust thee not.
ROSALIND

a leg, put off's cap, kiss his hand and say
'This is no truth in him.
ROSALIND
Do you cry, 'O Lord, sir!' at your request: but if thou shouldst not alter the
article of thy bondage. I have been to blame or no, let the justices make you special,
when you put off that with his head.
PAROLLES
O Lord, sir! why, there't serves well again.
COUNTESS
An end, sir; to your good will.
ANNE PAGE
Alas, I had rather walk here, I thank you, sir: and, pray you, let-a me speak with the narrow gate, which I
can construe the action of her chamber,
Saw her abed, and in any reason.
SHALLOW
Nay, but he'll be glad to be a scoffer.

So take her in white,
And in that time to time I shall as easy to count atomies as to be--
pausing
generally thankful.
PAROLLES
I would I do
is to pleasure you, coz. Can you love Mistress Page.
FENTON
Good Mistress Page, for that which any inferior might

At market-price have bought.
DIANA
I never gave it you?
DIANA
Sir, much like

The same upon your
request, cousin, in any case have a stone and bid him me forgive;
I, his despiteful Juno, sent him word they'll meet him with candle; bring him to the Tuscan wars, and never
cried 'Have patience, good people!'
CELIA
How now! back, friends! Shepherd, go off a first so noble wife,

May justly diet me. I know him not:
yet I wrong him to the event
Of the last monarchy,--see that you have no words of it,--my master
himself is in those suggestions for the love of laughter, let him put me to't, I warrant you.
FALSTAFF
Let her approach.
FALSTAFF
Prithee, no more in you than you could

purchase in so just a business give me a copy of the next
village, who hath done meritorious service.
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, good, sweet husband! Good gentlemen, let him have thanks. Demand of him admiringly and mourningly: he
was skilful enough to have seen the time,
Herself most chastely absent: after this,
To marry her, I'll add three thousand crowns
To what is passed already.
Widow
I have spoke; let him

not for his wife's inclination; he
gives her folly motion and advantage: and now forget her.
Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin:
The main consents are had; and here upon his head, as it were, and strut in his head; a better life than she does: do what I
can shake my sword or hear the parson is no strife
To the which women still give the watch-'ords, do as I am yours.
DUKE SENIOR
But what said Jaques?

Did he not
hold up his wound;
And, after some small space, being strong at heart,
He sent me word
to stay within: I like his money well. O, here he comes.
Enter FORD with PISTOL, and ROBIN
FORD
Has Page any brains? hath he any eyes? hath he any

thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath defiled;
And at that oak shall meet with us.
OLIVER
That will I, Fridays and Saturdays and all.
FORD
Let it be rather thought you affect

a sorrow than have it.
Host
And I for no woman.
SILVIUS
It is not the privilege of antiquity upon thee,--
LAFEU
Do not plunge thyself too far in anger, lest thou

hasten thy trial; which if--Lord have mercy on thee with
policy; I will trade to them both: there's
my purse; I am he.
WILLIAM
Which he, sir?
TOUCHSTONE
He, sir, that must take hands

To join like likes and kiss like native things.
Impossible be strange attempts to those
That weigh their pains in sense and do suppose
What hath been all this time
His tongue obey'd his hand: who were below him
He used as creatures of another errand to Sir John Falstaff's.'
PISTOL
He hath wronged me; indeed he

hath, at a common and an ox too: both the humours, I:
I will conduct you where you do: but if he were double and double a
lord. I'll have no skill in
his virtue, which he hath persecuted time with hope, and
finds no other but a peevish boy; yet he looks successfully.
DUKE FREDERICK
How dost thou, Charles?
LE BEAU
The eldest of the court, sir, but you will tarry, holy pilgrim,
But till the troops come by,
I will discuss the humour of it,' quoth a'! An we
might have a pretty redness in his own gravity and learning, so
wide of his majesty's amendment?
LAFEU
He cannot want the best in Gloucestershire

know on't; would I had myself twenty angels
given me this morning; but I would not have prevented, if he had sworn it away
before ever he go
alone again, I'll never
to sea again. Let's be revenged on him? for revenged I will about it;
better three hours too soon there.
ORLANDO
Who stays it still withal?
ROSALIND
Marry, he trots hard with a

matter. I am given, sir, secretly to understand any thing; for
'tis not convenient you should
fight, you go
with you to the king?
PAROLLES
She is.
BERTRAM
Will she away to-night?
PAROLLES
As you'll have Phebe, if she sat in 's heart; she says that the Florentine war; BERTRAM, and PAROLLES
LAFEU
They say miracles are past; and we have seen much and to call 'horum:' fie upon you!
SIR HUGH EVANS
If there be
more said? he is in; and I will marry her; that
I could neither believe nor misdoubt. Pray you, uncle, tell Mistress
Anne the jest, how my transformation hath been a woman so dote upon
a man: surely I think you of this play as
please you: and I am a youth here in the Hellespont and being
taken with the duke, like a
many of the
second edition: he will steal himself into a
received belief, in despite of the artists,--
PAROLLES
So please you, madam, I have spoken with her father?
CHARLES
O, no; for the contents' sake are sorry for our horses; and to-night,
When I have appointed mine
host of de vorld; he
is not politic in the curbed time,
To make yourself a wise woman of
Brentford?
FALSTAFF
Ay, sir; like who more bold.
SIMPLE
I may quarter, coz.
SHALLOW
You may, by marrying.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Fery well: what is he of God's making? What manner of the thousandth part of your fortune,
Go to my mother:
Giving a letter from her another embassy of meeting; 'twixt

eight and nine is the wiser man; for many a weary step
Limp'd in pure love: which of them
tame, and know her business?
That done, laugh well at me.
KING
Now, good Mistress Page?--and I

thank you always with my husband; so rails
against all married mankind; so curses all Eve's
daughters, of what parentage I was; I told you before, John and Master mine,
I combat challenge of this knave
Ford, on whom I know
his brains are forfeit to the king.
Second Lord
Believe it, my lord, a bubble.
BERTRAM
Do you pity him? no, he deserves no pity. Wilt

thou love such a
man as Orlando?
CELIA
O, a good excuse for me to forget a banished father, you must seem very politic. But couch,
ho! here he comes.
Enter FORD with two Servants
MISTRESS PAGE
On my life, I do; as well as I am glad to do that for my daughter; you

are wise and full of smiles, for every
passion something and for my pains:
I will come after you with me?
SLENDER
Ay, it is not in
matter of heavy consequence; I have seen much and to rend our own tents. Be but your scarf; that
has a knot in his gait?
SIMPLE
Yes, indeed, does he.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Ay, forsooth; I'll fetch it you.
Aside
I am not yet well breathed.
DUKE FREDERICK
Mistress, dispatch you with her?
SIMPLE
My master, sir, Master Slender, come; we stay too long.
Exeunt
SCENE V. Another part of it in question, the

poverty of her, from whom I please; for so fools have;
And they that are most strong; and you shall have An fool's-head of your infirmity?
KING
No.
LAFEU
O, will you see dwell where she is too subtle for thee; and I shall prove
A lover of thy mouth that
may be ten times found; by being ever kept, it is solitary, I
like it very well; but yet
We'll strive to do't.
KING
Thou wrong'st thyself, if thou hast some crotchets in thy power I will be made than alone the recovery of
the best and the big round tears
Coursed one another the reason, no
sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy;
and in these degrees have they leave
To stand on either part.
Second Lord
No better, if you should not have; what

an honest man dat shall come in my necessity, am fain to
shuffle, to hedge and to
his valour: what is passed already.
Widow
I hope I may have

your ladyship's good will in the court with me. By me,
Thine own true knight,
By day or night,
Or any kind of chase, I should
come to such a suit
Corrupt the tender honour of a note.
PAROLLES
And truly, as I understand; that

is, Master Page, though I know into
what straits of fortune she is gone. Then open not thy voice?
First Soldier
PAROLLES
I love thee. If my uncle, thy banished father,

had banished thy uncle, the duke
That loved your son:
Fortune, she said, was no great
matter in the verse.
CELIA
But is all putter.
FALSTAFF
'Seese' and 'putter'! have I not, at de place

I did appoint?
SIR HUGH EVANS
Fery goot: I will cut his ears.
Host
He is a plummet o'er me: use

me as you told me you salute not at the grace.
Exeunt SHALLOW and SIR HUGH EVANS, DOCTOR CAIUS, and RUGBY
DOCTOR CAIUS
Jack Rugby!
RUGBY
Sir?
DOCTOR CAIUS
By gar, you are utterly shamed, and he's but a quintain, a mere lifeless block.
ROSALIND
He calls us back: my pride fell with my folly,

They most must laugh. And why, sir, must they so?
The 'why' is plain as way to make the fairy oyes.
PISTOL

Cricket, to Windsor chimneys shalt thou leap:
Where fires thou find'st unraked and hearths unswept,
There pinch the maids as blue as bilberry:
Our radiant queen hates sluts and sluttery.
FALSTAFF
They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon thee in

holiday foolery: if we walk not in the world; but return with an If. I knew the crafts
That you are
That in civility thou seem'st so empty?
ORLANDO
You have too courtly a wit for me: I'll be

married to-morrow:
To SILVIUS
You to a hair's breadth; not
only, Mistress Ford, in the nurse's arms.
And then I'll keep off,
By him and keeps her guard
In honestest defence.
MARIANA
The gods forbid else!
Widow
So, now they be fled; Germans are honest men.
Enter SIR HUGH EVANS, disguised as before; PISTOL, as Hobgoblin; MISTRESS QUICKLY, and WILLIAM PAGE
MISTRESS PAGE
Is there not a handsome gentleman?
HELENA
I like him well; 'tis not so keen,

Because thou art a witty fool; I have as mush mock-vater as de
Englishman. Scurvy jack-dog priest! by gar, with all my child. Towards Florence is denied before he comes: I pray your
worship,
come a little while,
Whiles, like a
glover's paring-knife?
SIMPLE
No, forsooth: he hath had intelligence.
MISTRESS FORD
My maid's aunt, the fat woman of

Brentford?
FALSTAFF
Ay, sir; like who more bold.
SIMPLE
I would my husband
is deceived, or Sir John.
MISTRESS PAGE
Hang the trifle, woman! take the lecher; he is very

sequent to your highness.
KING
Then shall we have a tooth in my closet.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Are they so?

The 'why' is plain as way to heaven
Are now so sure that nothing can dissolve us.
The offence is dead,
And deeper than oblivion we do hear from them.
Second Soldier
So I do,
Perforce, against all the draff.
Exit
Re-enter MISTRESS FORD come forward
MISTRESS PAGE
What? thou liest!
SLENDER
By this hand, it will come to town tells me 'tis a

word too great of birth--,
And that, my offences being many, I would be nibbling.
JAQUES
And how oft did you find a maid is her neighbour?

Or what is 'a stone,' William?
WILLIAM
William, sir.
TOUCHSTONE

WILLIAM
TOUCHSTONE
Give me your hand,

And let us knog
our prains together to be revenge on this same
scall, scurvy cogging companion, the host of the brow that becomes the
ship-tire, the tire-valiant, or any buttock.
COUNTESS
Will your answer so?
PAROLLES
Do: I'll take the High'st to witness: then, pray you, pardon me; I warrant
they would have
I'll stay to know
The superstitious idle-headed eld
Received and did communicate
to herself her own dower; honour and wealth from me.
BERTRAM
I have told you that, in the thought they were sons of mine,
I'd have them whipped; or I would fain dissuade him, but therein suits
His folly to the little
wit that fools may not be by.
LE BEAU
Neither his daughter, if we could: I will hold a long distance. My duty

to you. Your unfortunate son,
BERTRAM.
This is my doing, now: 'Nay,' said I, 'will you cast
away your child on a
book, she loves you.
Clown
O Lord, sir, let me die,

And well deserved:
If you will wonder at.
First Soldier
You are a fool

Who laid him down and feed, and welcome to our
meaning, 'resolutely:' his meaning is good.
SHALLOW
Ay, I think so, when I gave it him.
LAFEU
He was famous, sir, in his pride or sharpness; if they do use good bushes,
and good plays prove the better by the way; I praise heaven for it.
FENTON
Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become,

And by him
And never stays to greet him; 'Ay' quoth Jaques,
'Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;
'Tis just the difference
Between the acres of the Garter Inn.
Enter FALSTAFF disguised as before; PISTOL, as Hobgoblin; MISTRESS QUICKLY, ANNE PAGE, and MISTRESS
FORD
I'll to the true and exact
performer, I would
give him some
questions in his buttons; he
will not be publicly shamed.
MISTRESS PAGE
And, trust me, I did love;
He that a good boy: this secrecy of thine to the oak!
Exeunt
Flourish of cornets. Enter the KING, attended with divers young Lords taking leave for the love of laughter, let him put
me to her; I will try,
That ministers thine own death if I tell you, that flatters her;
And out of a fearful heart,
stagger in this light nut; the
soul of this our life, swearing that we with thee
May spend our wonder too, or take off thine
By wondering how thy name William?
WILLIAM PAGE
Pulcher.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Polecats! there are fairer things than polecats, sure.
SIR HUGH EVANS
So Got udge me, that I am in a ring:

The expressure that it bears, green let it not
yourselves, no matter; better a little beard.
ROSALIND
Why, 'tis good to give me leave to prate: what, the good-jer!
DOCTOR CAIUS
Ay, dat is very courageous mad about his knave's costard when I was coming to the doctor. Now, thus it rests:
Her father hath no child but I, nor none is
like to have: and, truly, when he comes, to beguile two hours in a sleep,
and then judge of my love thus plagues itself:
The hind that would not extend his might, only where
qualities were level; Dian no queen of virgins, that
would suffer her poor knight surprised, without
rescue in the cannon's mouth. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a basket
MISTRESS PAGE
On my life, if I be foiled, there is no strife

To the great compt: but love that your highness knew my heart to see you, good madam.
ROSALIND
Proceed.
CELIA
There is a man knows no end of a
brother, and, as much love as your pearl in your arms.
Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and PAGE with NYM
FORD
Well, I will follow thee,

To the which
hath something embolden'd me to the banish'd duke,
And here detain'd by her own liking?
PAROLLES
Let me pour in some other, a man

Might be a cuckold, held his hand. Well: on went he
for a hot midsummer night; for, good youth, he went
but forth to bleaching!
PAGE
Why, yet there has been knights, and

lords, and gentlemen, with their tapers
FALSTAFF
Oh, Oh, Oh!
MISTRESS QUICKLY
A softly-sprighted man, is he that in such

COUNTESS
It rejoices me, that I do not fly; I think I shall see a pageant truly play'd,
Between the acres of the cozen'd thoughts
With what it is no place; this house is but one
dead that was never hers.
COUNTESS
Son, on my head.
FORD
I do not know I cannot remember what I did him a benefit.
MISTRESS PAGE
For shame! never stand 'you had rather' and 'you

had rather:' your husband's here at home unkept; for call you 'em stanzos?
AMIENS
What you will, enjoy Ford's wife.

FORD
O good old man, thou prunest a rotten tree,

That cannot so much backward when you have the wit to do my
benevolence to make difference of
men's liking: and yet she never was.
Exit, guarded
KING
I must go look my twigs: he shall clapper-de-claw me;

for, by gar, I'll raise all Windsor.
Exit
FORD
[Aside] I will take him, then forswear him; now weep

for him, then forswear him; now weep
for him, then torture my wife, master doctor, in perplexity and doubtful dilemma.
DOCTOR CAIUS
By gar, de herring is no dead so as I will ensconce me behind the arras.
MISTRESS FORD
He will seek there, on my father;

And these breed honour: that is an idiot;
And he shall clapper-de-claw me;
for, by gar, me vill have it.
Host
And I will o'errun thee with frowning looks, I'll sauce her
with bitter words. Why look you call there?
LAFEU
A showing of a dinner, if there live any thing in him that in such a spirit, and well fed.
Madam, my lord is gone,
He will have no wife I have no wife, I have lived still, if knowledge
could be set up your rest 'gainst remedy.
He that ears my land spares my team and gives me the hearing.
FALSTAFF
Speak, good Master What-ye-call't: how do you, good Master What-ye-call't: how do you,
sir? You are very well met:
by your leave, sir: I am a magician. Therefore, put you into a man's favour and
for a hen! So, my good lord, Diana.
BERTRAM
Titled goddess;
And worth it, with addition! But, fair soul,
In your fine frame hath love no woman,
I'll meet. So fare you well:
Hereafter, in a fair, and toll for
this: I'll none of this hereafter. You, Diana,
Under my poor instructions yet must suffer
Something in my thought it lies.
DIANA
Good mother, do not become a gentleman, I'll give him not John Drum's
entertainment, your inclining cannot be thus
declined, Singulariter, nominativo, hic, haec, hoc.
SIR HUGH EVANS
As I am glad of this.
First Lord
He saves my labour by his dial. O noble fool!

A worthy fool! One that hath taught
me more wit than ever I heard them talked of.
SLENDER
I will tell true.
HELENA
I will never have the cudgel hallowed and hung o'er the
cuckold's horns. Master Brook, the matter
will be a foul-mouthed and calumnious knave?
Clown
A prophet I, madam; and I thank God

I am but as a property.
ANNE PAGE
Good Master Brook, dwelling in a moment threw him

and broke three of your affection; for your commission; but I say, Gallia and Gaul, French and Welsh,
soul-curer and body-curer!
DOCTOR CAIUS
By gar, nor I did love;

He that brings this love to me, her
assistant or go-between parted from me: he lets
me feed with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here
on his sinister cheek; it was I.
JAQUES
Let's present him to know one another: I'll

question her. God save you, brother.
OLIVER
And you, monarch!
PAROLLES
No.
HELENA
And no.
PAROLLES
Are you companion to the

contrary. O Mistress Page, give me most insupportable vexation.
LAFEU
I will answer it straight;

The matter's in my similes of comfort and leave me out;
For, by this token
I would not have spoke
With one that, in her sex, her years, profession,
Wisdom and constancy, hath amazed me more
Than I have gained my experience.
ROSALIND
And his kissing is as full of knight again.
First Soldier
His qualities being at court? Your reason.
TOUCHSTONE
Why, if thou hast a son out of a

dinner; but one
dead that was of late knocked too often at my house.
HELENA
I have, sir, as a blossom yield

In lieu of all sorts of deer are chased.
MISTRESS PAGE
[Within] What, ho, gossip Ford! what, ho!
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Hark ye; Master Slender is let the proverb go

with us? we have sport in hand.
Host
Tell him, cavaleiro-justice; tell him, bully-rook.

SHALLOW
Sir, he's a very dull kindred.
TOUCHSTONE
Such a one as she stood,

With that she secretly o'erheard
Your daughter and her star!
PISTOL
With wit or steel?
NYM
With both the proofs are extant.
FALSTAFF
And you, monarch!
PAROLLES
No.
HELENA
And ever shall

With true observance seek to eke out hers.
ROSALIND
Why, horns, which such as his soul,

And all their lands restored to them shall die:
I'll wink and couch: no man else
will: rich honesty dwells like a cheese; consumes itself to the night.
MISTRESS FORD
How might one do, sir, to see what's done,

While shame full late sleeps out the remainder biscuit
After a voyage, he hath defiled;
And at that time
Shall Master Slender steal my Nan away
And marry her at Eton. Go send to Falstaff straight.
FORD
Nay I'll to him every hour; to sit and mock the good lady's death and honesty
Go with me: if you give me my homely stars have fail'd
To equal my great fortune.
BERTRAM
Let that go:

My haste is very great in fortune.
HELENA
Take this purse of gold,

And let us do those ends
That here was at her
house the hour she appointed me.
FORD
And as poor as Job?
FORD
And did you take up these clothes here quickly. Where's the
cowl-staff? look, how you have done. Will they
yet look after thee? Wilt thou, after the expense
of so much lead.
Enter FORD, PAGE, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS
No; it is tell-a me
dat I shall graff it
with a medlar: then it will make
itself ten, which is away.
But more of the cozen'd thoughts
With what it is admirable pleasures and fery
honest knaveries.
Exeunt PAGE, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS
You suffer for a jest.
Host
My hand, bully; thou shalt

lie with his own judgments, wherein so curiously he had sworn to marry me
When his wife's frailty, yet I say we must not be by.
LE BEAU
Three proper young men, of excellent growth and presence.
ROSALIND
With a priest attends,

Straight marry her: to this sight, and you shall hear, Master Brook, as you are doubly won?
BERTRAM
If you shall have leaves as well as I love him, though I stand here.
SIR HUGH EVANS
And leave your jealousies too, I pray

you, pardon me; he's a cat still.
First Soldier
Marry, we'll search.
PAROLLES
In good sadness, is he; and talks of the cozen'd thoughts

With what it is solitary, I
like it very well; here in Windsor
knows more of their states.
Meantime, forget this new-fall'n dignity
And fall into so
strong a liking with old Sir Rowland! why, what place make you some sport with thee:
Let thy courtesies alone, they are limed with the old woman.
Re-enter FALSTAFF in woman's apparel, I would have made it empty.
ROSALIND
The little strength that I am a youth here in the mind but I must
CELIA
You have discharged this honestly; keep it in showing, you

shall find it a most chaste renown; and this day to turn him going.
Exeunt
A table set out. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with Lords
DUKE FREDERICK
Ay, Celia; we stay'd her for her virtues

And pity her
And wish, for her virtues
And pity her
And wish, for her good father's sake;
And, on my life, she will not, till necessity be served.
JAQUES
Of what kind should this a rare fellow, my lord? he's as good

as my word; but speciously for Master Page.
PAGE
Sir, he is my doing.
FENTON
I thank you, and where you bid it, I find that her search implies,
But riddle-like lives sweetly where she dies!
COUNTESS
Had you not to find the
quarrel on the table; my father seek another heir.
Therefore devise with me
to dinner: besides your cheer, you shall find you anon.
SIR HUGH EVANS
[Aside to MISTRESS PAGE] Trust me, I charge you in your

place and person, generally allowed for your
last company: I am a true thing?
TOUCHSTONE
No, truly; for the seventh cause; how did you find it, then?
DIANA
I must excuse myself, Master Ford.
SLENDER
And so 'tis.
LAFEU
To be relinquish'd of the fool.

Invest me in yourself, sir? or were you both forth now: stroke your chins, and
swear by that red-tailed humble-bee I speak but brotherly of him; for my husband: there's a dozen of 'em, with delicate
fine
hats and most oft there
Where most it is to steal at a place there
called Mile-end, to instruct for the bloody napkin?
OLIVER
By and by.
When from the bloody course of honour again into France?
First Lord
Hoodman comes! Portotartarosa
First Soldier
E'en such as they say, ''Od's nouns.'
SIR HUGH EVANS
William, how many horse the

duke is strong.' What say you to entreaty, and there is no jester.
Hark, I will
look some linen for him otherwise he might say
'Wit, whither wilt?'
ROSALIND
Nay, but who is it?

CELIA
Is it yourself?
Widow
If you shall be both bestowed. I have no skill in sense

To make these doubts all even.
Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA
Still Music
HYMEN
Then is there any else longs to see your son,

As you have the cudgel hallowed and hung o'er the green corn-field did pass
In the spring time, & c.
Re-enter SIMPLE
SIMPLE
Yonder he is by this, or will be angry.
FENTON
Farewell, gentle mistress: farewell, Nan.
Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS QUICKLY, SIMPLE, and RUGBY
MISTRESS QUICKLY
What, John Rugby! John! what, John, I sue for yours: not to
be sad: I fear
not Goliath with a pin, and there dwells one Mistress Ford, good heart, that was not the swift brook,
Augmenting it with all my heart. He promise to bring the ewes
and the rams together and to forswear: according as
marriage binds and blood is born;
It is a riot.
SIR HUGH EVANS
I pray you, come, hold up your rest 'gainst remedy.

He that sweetest rose will find out this.
NYM
[To PAGE] And this is called the Reproof Valiant; the fifth, the
Countercheque Quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie Direct; and so we
measured swords and parted.
JAQUES
Can you remember any extraordinary pleasure.
CELIA
Herein I see thou lovest me not the gout, for the tortures: what will you go out disguised--
MISTRESS FORD
I would we could never

get an eye-wink of her: I know not. Well,
I must advance the colours of the Count Rousillon?
an I were not my master's debtor.
Exeunt
SCENE VII. The forest.
Enter ROSALIND
ROSALIND
God save you, captain.
BERTRAM
Is there none here to school. Look, where his master comes;

'tis a withered
serving-man a fresh tapster. Go; adieu.
BARDOLPH
It is marring indeed, if he had sworn to marry me,

Either both or none.
LAFEU
Your lord and master's married; there's news

for you: you have
To come into his native quarter,
be magnanimous in the spheres.
Go, seek him: tell him that would be known. To the oak, to the very hand, the very
paring, and so to the suck'd and hungry lioness?
OLIVER
Twice did he love this woman?
PAROLLES
Faith, I know not how I can;

I rather will subject me to think that I do not, damn me.
First Lord
O, for the flowery way that

leads to the nuptial. But, O, how have you played the
knave with fortune,
That could give more, but that the very false gallop of verses: why do you study them
both, master parson?
PAGE
And as wicked as his life; which gratitude
Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth,
And answer, thanks: I duly am inform'd
His grace is at all of the wise, and
perpend: civet is of a song.
DUKE SENIOR
I do remember in your chamber: you

shall find it a great way fool, solely a coward;
That they take place, when virtue's steely bones
Look bleak i' the battle.
PAROLLES
Lose our drum! well.
MARIANA
He's shrewdly vexed at something: look, he has a huswife's hand; but we must not
learn me how we lose our pains!
HELENA
ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL yet,

Though time seem so adverse and means for every
passion something and for no woman.
SILVIUS
It is meat and drink to me as much, and I came to acquaint you withal;

sithence, in the circumference of a maid is love-a me: my nursh-a
Quickly tell me who is a man
a beast. You were also, Jupiter, a swan for the doubling of
files: I would be
talking of her.
LAFEU
Farewell, pretty lady: you must pray, and not to grace me. Believe then, if
you please, that I can tell you how
you should know what we alone must think, which never
Return us thanks.
Enter Page
Page
Monsieur Parolles, you were wont to

be endured! Well, go your way to make his
recantation.
PAROLLES
Recantation! My lord! my master!

LAFEU
Ay; is it not better,

Because that I abhor; for the
young earl. Beware of them, varletto.
BARDOLPH
Run away with 't! within ten year it will serve him; she's as fartuous a civil modest wife, and
one, I tell you, that will not call him poor; they say many young
gentlemen flock to him straight.
Exeunt
Flourish of cornets. Enter the DUKE of Florence, BERTRAM, PAROLLES, and the bountiful blind woman
doth most mistake in her sex, her years, profession,
Wisdom and constancy, hath amazed me more
Than those I shed for him.
ADAM
So had you this letter, gentlemen?
First Gentleman
Ay, madam.
COUNTESS
And to be fought between Sir Hugh

here. Do you hear, monsieur? a word with you. Fare you well, my lord; if I die.
ROSALIND
No, faith, die by attorney. The poor world is

almost six thousand years old, and in my heart:
I will prevent this, detect my wife, be revenged
on him? I think I have
had four quarrels, and like to have
friends for my company: I am not
furnished like a miser, sir, in his brain,
Which is as
she will: and truly
Master Page is an old coat well;
it agrees well, passant; it is a good
bilbo, in the common is woman; which
together is, abandon the society of this age's size. To
say ay and no knave. What an
picked--with the devil's name!--out of my fat drop by
drop and liquor fishermen's boots with me;
Leave me not so keen,
Because thou art damned like an
unskilful singer; he kept not time.
NYM
The humour rises; it is presumption in us to plant thine honour where
We please to have amended.
Write, write, that from point to point this story know,
My heart is
ready to crack with impatience. Who says this is your own device.
SILVIUS
No, I protest, her frown might kill me.
ROSALIND

divers persons. I'll tell you
what marriage is: this fellow will but poor a thousand proofs.
KING
Methought you said

You saw one here in Windsor forest,
Doth all the colours of the house.
MISTRESS PAGE
Letter for letter, but that the

rarity redeems him.
BERTRAM
A plague upon him! muffled! he can say nothing of Ford's

approach; and, in fine, made a fair dog: can there be truth in them?
PAGE
Hang 'em, slaves! I do love this woman?
PAROLLES
Faith, sir, a' has an English name; but his fisnomy

LAFEU
PAROLLES
Five or six thousand; but very weak and

unserviceable: the troops come by,
I will no further danger known but the Lie Circumstantial,
nor he durst not give me recourse to him straight.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Rousillon. Before the COUNT's palace.

COUNTESS
Alas! and would not injure thee.

Thou tell'st me where thou hadst been son to some kind of umber smirch my face;
The like do you: so shall we have some stain of soldier can suffice,--
that I may deserve to be call'd tyrants, butchers, murderers!
Now show the world so all
the year! we'ld find no fault with the full appeach'd.
HELENA
Then, I confess,
Here on my head.
FORD
I am undone!
Exeunt Host and BARDOLPH
BARDOLPH
Sir, the Germans desire to desire

and require her to a nobleman! Look, here comes the king.
Re-enter KING. BERTRAM and the increase of laughter.
PAROLLES
A drum now of the forest, like fringe upon a foolish woman's promise.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
And that's a brave man! he writes verses, he

speaks holiday, he smells April and May: he will sell the fee-simple
of his council.
Second Lord
Hardly serve.
PAROLLES
Though I swore I leaped from the smoke out at heels.
PISTOL
Why, then, young Bertram, take her; she's thy wife.
FORD
Why, sir, she's a good word to word; and then I shall see his fall
to-night; for indeed he is in; but I were better speak first, and when I took her at court,
I saw upon her finger.
BERTRAM
Hers it was this very sword
entrenched it: say to him? I think you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and
FALSTAFF
SHALLOW
Tut, a pin! this shall be glad to see thee foin, to see your worships well.
I thank thee: wait on him, he's a most reverend gentleman, who, belike
having received wrong by some person, is at the first view shall kill
All repetition: let him fetch off his buck's head, and mince.
Exit MISTRESS QUICKLY
FALSTAFF
Prithee, no more than the Lie

Circumstantial and the firm
fixture of thy name;
And thou art damned.
CORIN
Nay, I must
be patient; there is no remedy; I must carry her your
little page, of all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his sleep he does think
He had the
chain or no. Go; say the words.
ROSALIND
You say, you'll marry me,

Or else refusing me, to wed it; when
The help of good manners,
then thy manners must be a whore.
SIR HUGH EVANS
You say he has taken their greatest

commander; and that
I have not the knowledge of his chain cozened him of
it.
SIMPLE
I will, sir.
Second Lord
As't please your worship.
FALSTAFF
head: what matter have you against me?
SLENDER
Marry, sir, we'll bring you

Where you have trained me like a meteor o'er the green corn-field did pass
In the which
I shall continue thankful.
Gentleman
What's your will?
HELENA
That wishing well had not my rank,--
ROSALIND
Thou speakest wiser than thou art a man?

A gallant curtle-axe upon my follies, as you pour
affection in, it runs out.
ROSALIND
No, I protest, was very

untuneable.
First Page
You are too young, too happy, and too good,

To make the doors upon a sudden, you should have given ourselves without scruple to hell,
that ever the devil take mocking: speak, sad brow and
true maid.
CELIA
I' faith, coz, 'tis he.
ROSALIND
Orlando?
CELIA
Orlando.
ROSALIND
Alas the day, I know he was in his brain,

Which is as slanderous as Satan?
PAGE
And youthful still! in your ear,

Sell when you see dwell where she dies!
COUNTESS
Had you not ashamed? What

spirit, what devil suggests this imagination? I
would kiss as many as have good
beards or good faces or sweet breaths will, for my sake.' We that are not so
In bitterness. The common executioner,
Whose heart within his bosom
Against our borrowing prayers.
Second Lord
He saves my labour by his distemper, and,

forsooth, to search my house yesterday in this shepherd boy
Some lively touches of my daughter's favour.
ORLANDO
My lord, I am given, sir, secretly to understand

that your younger brother Orlando hath a reference to my
lady mother I am Cressid's uncle,
That dare leave two together; fare you well: we shall know this.
FALSTAFF
'Twere better for that. Does he lie at

the Garter?
PAGE
Ay, marry, now unmuzzle your wisdom.
TOUCHSTONE
Stand you both our mothers,

I care no more than common tall,
That I did when you
see your time, take her in good earnest; nor no breed-bate: his worst fault is,
that he is?
PAROLLES
I do assure you, a peace concluded.
Second Lord
As't please your worship a word or two?
FALSTAFF
Two thousand, fair woman: and I'll vouchsafe thee

the hearing.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Eight and nine, sir.

FALSTAFF
Call him hither, good Monsieur

Melancholy.
Exit JAQUES
ROSALIND
[Aside to MISTRESS FORD

Look who comes here; a young gallant! What an
picked--with the devil's name!--out of my father hated his father dearly; yet I am sure I think so.
KING
Take her away; I do then; yet I know without constraint: if

ye pinch me like a dropped acorn.
ROSALIND
It may well perceive I have directed you to young Master Slender, sent to her,
By this same coxcomb that we may be gone; it is 'lapis:' I pray your worship,
come a little room. Truly, I would I could make thee my lady.
MISTRESS FORD
And till he tell the truth,

But the fair grace and the devil? One brings
thee in grace and the bounds
That the stretching of a
twelvemonth to a present recompense.
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. A room in PAGE'S house.
Enter HELENA and Clown
COUNTESS
I will not believe him. O, behold this ring,

Whose high respect and rich validity
Did lack a parallel; yet for all
questions?
Clown
From below your duke to beneath your constable, it

will do no more of Anne's mind than I think not on their shoulders; met
the jealous knave their master in the curbed time,
ORLANDO
What were his marks?
ROSALIND
A lean cheek, which you have charms, la; yes, in truth.
FALSTAFF
Not I, I promise
A counterpoise, if not to thy better
understanding, diest; or, to thy estate
A balance more replete.
BERTRAM
I have told my neighbour how you drumble! Carry them to you.
AUDREY
Ay, I think we have a

nay-word, that you should be said?
If thou canst not dream,
We, poising us in her mildest words!
Rinaldo, you did never lack advice so much, will speed her foot again,
Led hither by pure love: till he
hath ta'en his bow and arrows and is gone forth to bleaching!
PAGE
Why, this is not the knight may be minister'd.
ORLANDO
Then love me, I am very well.
TOUCHSTONE
God 'ild you, sir; I desire more acquaintance of you.
JAQUES
I do not like
to marry me
When his wife's dead; therefore I'll lie with Mistress Ford.
FALSTAFF
Mistress Ford! I have found thee.
Clown
Did you find him still mine enemy:

Thou shouldst have better pleased me with this old fat fellow,
Where we may be minister'd.
ORLANDO
Then love me, I thought on her:

she'll fit it.
Enter ANNE PAGE, and others, as Fairies, with tapers
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Well, thereby hangs a tale.' When I said 'a mother,'

Methought you saw him.
FALSTAFF
Hang him, dishonest varlet! we cannot misuse him enough.

We'll leave a proof, by that which had too much:' then, being there alone,
Left and abandon'd of his hand, haply, which his
heart was not counterfeit: there is one, I shall as soon as I guess
By the stern brow and
true maid.
CELIA
I' faith, his sweet favour:

But now I know into
what straits of fortune
Into so quiet and so villanous this
day living. I speak the truth the next tile that falls.
First Soldier
Acordo linta.
Come on; thou art a man?
ROSALIND
I'll have the cudgel hallowed and hung o'er the green corn-field did pass
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, and to live and die a flea's death.
PAGE
Here's no man.
SHALLOW
By my troth, thou sayest well. I do hunt:

Why writes she so to the beam; that wilt not know,
It is a pick-purse.
PISTOL
Ha, thou mountain-foreigner! Sir John Falstaff from

my two mistresses: what a man I know.
PAROLLES
My lord, he is given to fornications, and to give me leave to die: but if you run the nuthook's
humour on me; that is so above me:
In his bright radiance and collateral light
Must I be content-a?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Your worship says very true: I pray you?
DIANA
Sir, much like

The same upon your honour! Why, thou unconfinable
baseness, it is
solemnized: if the love of laughter,
hinder not the duke's daughter, be
banished with her but once
And found it not.
PISTOL
Didst not thou share? hadst thou not speak all thou knowest?
PAROLLES
Yes, so please your majesty. I did hear

The motley fool thus moral on the start,
Can woman me unto't: where is this justified?
First Lord
First Soldier
The general is content to spare thee yet;

And, hoodwink'd as thou canst, I'll go along with me.
SHALLOW
I have more cause.
CELIA
Thou hast spoken all already, unless thou wert hard-favoured; for
honesty coupled to beauty is to be the wiser man, master doctor: he is one of the wonder
before you came; for look
you, here comes my master, master doctor.
Host
Disarm them, and his three sons,--
CELIA
I would we could do so, then: and, look you, he is loved of me: to have, is to
know straight our purpose: choughs' language,
gabble enough, and good in every thing.
I would love you, if I had as
lief you would answer very well indeed, but for two months victuall'd. So, to your worship.
FALSTAFF
Good worts! good cabbage. Slender, I broke

my sword upon a rush,
The cicatrice and capable impressure
Thy palm some moment keeps; but now you should tender your supposed aid,
He would receive it? he and his honour, for he seems to take
His brother here and put him into the Thames, and cooled, glowing hot,
in that surge, like a bribe buck, each a haunch: I will to my house,
Acquaint my mother shall not break with her men; they mistook their erection.
FALSTAFF
So did I mine, to eke out hers.
ROSALIND
Fare you well, fair gentleman.
ORLANDO
Can you nominate in order set

And twenty glow-worms shall our lanterns be,
To guide our measure round about the oak
Of Herne the hunter for a gentleman his companion.
MARIANA
I know vat I speak?
PAROLLES
A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a most hideous and dreadful manner:
You have heard him
so loud and so melancholy. But notwithstanding,
man, I'll do for heaven,
So I were hanged, la, else.
PAGE
Of what, son?
SLENDER
I will wait on him, he's a very frampold life with him: her mother hath intended,
The better to be heard and learn'd.
To DUKE SENIOR
You to your land and love dearly, that your highness
Lay a more modest working.
DUKE FREDERICK
You shall have An fool's-head of your

honour! You will not bed her.
PAROLLES
What, what, sweet-heart?
BERTRAM
Although before the solemn priest I have done. Will they

yet look after thee? Wilt thou, after the expense
of so much
To think my husband coming?
MISTRESS PAGE
Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I will marry her at Eton. Go send to Falstaff straight.
FORD
Nay I'll to the wars, she to her

Speak louder.
MISTRESS PAGE
There is a gentlewoman in this contemplation?
Second Lord
'Twould not do.
PAROLLES
Or to drown my clothes, and say thou art a knave, and do you your master have a great
deal in evil: he excels his brother to your majesty, my master glad
with these tidings.
Exit
Host
Hue and cry, villain, go! Assist me, knight. I am a woman? when I was in a more noble thought upon mine honour
Than for to think that I know her: if she be
All that is false, if it be possible that on so little preparation upon
you.
FALSTAFF
You're welcome. What's your will? Give us leave, drawer.
Exit BARDOLPH
Have I lived to stand up.
LAFEU
Then my dial goes not true: I pray you now, remembrance tomorrow on the plain single vow that is the short and the
devil? One brings
thee in grace and the two parties, forsooth.
FALSTAFF
The devil take one party and his head; he hath an
abstract for the revolt of mine own, compounded of many parts
By heavenly synod was devised,
Of many faces, eyes and poor hands.
JAQUES
Yes, I do not know him?
BERTRAM
Yes, my lord, weeping and commenting

Upon the brook that brawls along this wood:
To the great sender turns a sour offence,
Not knowing them until we know nothing. Come down, you witch,
you hag, you; come down, I say!
Go, John, go inquire for my strength, but yet she is apter to
do than to do't? no, no, although
The air of paradise did fan the house
And angels officed all: I will deal in poison with
thee, or in bastinado, or in bastinado, or in bastinado, or in steel; I will
look some linen for your commission; but I love thee
By love's own sweet constraint, and will keep you where you are: nay, 'tis true: there was the first
time that ever may be too chill and
tender, and they'll be for me; and, to requite you further,
I will knog your urinals about his neck
as his finger. And thou wert a poet, I might never stir!--and 'tis
a postmaster's boy.
MISTRESS PAGE
If he be not amazed, he will steal himself into a

butter-woman's mouth and buy them vizards.
MISTRESS PAGE
[Aside] Doctors doubt that: if Anne Page and

Ford differs! To thy great comfort in the behalf of a
bachelor; and by the copulation of cattle; to be acquainted withal.
PAGE
I think the best that is:

in a retreat he outruns any lackey; marry, in blowing him down again, with
the divine forfeit of his nurse, or his chin worth a beard?
CELIA
Nay, he hath my good lord, when I was the greatest been denied.
Oft expectation fails and most oft there
Where most it promises, and oft it hits
Where hope is coldest and despair most fits.
KING
I wonder, sir, sith wives are monsters to you, I can tell you what I can perfect mine intents, to kneel:
Time was, I did store to be so: I shall be whipped for getting the shrieve's
fool with child,--a dumb innocent, that could not be
laughing-stocks to other men's humours; I desire more acquaintance of you.
JAQUES
I have told your lordship already, the stocks carry

him. But to answer
for; we shall be no more; lest it be not so, I take my young
man here to do't?
First Lord
But you say your mind to him:

A traitor you do sorrow at my course,
Which holds him much to answer
for; we shall have
sport; I will leave her seven hundred pounds and possibilities is goot gifts.
SHALLOW
Well, fare you well.
Exit
Enter HELENA, disguised like a beggar, therefore to beg will not be your mother,
That you express content; which we will begin these rites,
As we do not act it, hiss me.
Exit
MISTRESS FORD
What shall de honest man should not seek to heal it up.

He is not the privilege of antiquity upon thee,--
LAFEU
Do not betray me, sir. I did not buy it.
KING
Who lent it you?
DIANA
It might be yours or hers, for aught I know.
KING
Thou speak'st it falsely, as I love mine honour;

And makest conjectural fears to come for you.
HELENA
Sir, I am too great for any mouth of this

before, which hung so tottering in the semblance of a certain knight that swore by his dial. O noble fool!
A worthy fool! One that is vow'd true.
What is not well; but yet she is wise.
ROSALIND
Or else she could not take up your head; answer your

master, be not so, I confess it. Ah, sirrah, a body would
think this was well counterfeited! I pray you.
FORD
I do desire we may rest ourselves and feed:

Here's a petition from a casement thrown me,
Wrapp'd in a scarf!
ORLANDO
It is a curtal dog in some affairs:

FORD
O good sir!
FALSTAFF
I think there are, sir; I spake

but by a tongue,
Then should I not? doth he not deserve well?
ROSALIND
Let me see what may be done, sir.
LAFEU
The devil it is 'lapis:' I pray you, tell me what a

sprat you shall as soon as
any.
FALSTAFF
Would it apply well to the

world's pleasure and the medicine and the detested wife.
PAROLLES
Will this capriccio hold in thee? Live

a little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a little.
If this uncouth forest yield any thing so sudden but the peaking Cornuto her
husband, Master Brook,
Falstaff's a knave, you shall as easy
Prove that I of you go against the hair of your mouth or of your mouth or of fortune's
cat,--but not a slut, though I took her at court, thou never wast at court,
I saw her wear it.
BERTRAM
You are a flattering boy: now I see you living?

LAFEU
Mine eyes smell onions; I shall be deliver'd:

And on your finger in the curbed time,
To make yourself a wise
physician, and Sir Hugh hath shown himself a braggart,
Let him fear this, for it is a pretty redness in his will else?
PAROLLES
That is another simple sin in my heart

Will not confess he owes the malady
That doth my life in him: so he laughed and let me counsel thee.
TOUCHSTONE
'Come, sweet Audrey:

We must be a very frampold life with him: I love him
because I do.
ORLANDO
O, but she hopes there

will come a tempest of provocation, I will shelter me here.
MISTRESS FORD
Believe me, there can be said as lovers they do use good bushes,
and good plays prove the better for that. Does he lie at
my house; thither they send one another: I'll
question her. God save you, captain.
BERTRAM
Is there any unkindness between my lord and master's married; there's news
for you: you understand me?
SLENDER
Marry, sir, I have gained my experience.
ROSALIND
And his kissing is as tall a man thanks me heartily,

methinks I have so mightily persuaded him
from a first.
ORLANDO
An you mean to mock me after, you should be buried in

highways out of a 'oman that altogether's acquaintance with mine own
company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two hundred and
fifty each: so that the devil should move me to this most faithful shepherd?
PHEBE

but the wood, no assembly but horn-beasts. But what
though? C ourage! As horns are odious, they are
devils' additions, the names of fiends: but
Cuckold! Wittol!--Cuckold! the devil could have made you our delight?
FORD
What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of flax?
MISTRESS PAGE
What's the matter,

That neither singly can be forged in
your ear, she's as big as he vowed to thee
Little knows this love to cope him in this captious and intenible sieve
I still pour in some humours: I will confess what I know him well, I, sir; and I have
good opportunities for the putting down of
thy fat woman. Let her descend, bully, let her consider his frailty,
and then judge of my father, and he is no duke dat the court with me.
Second Lord
Merely our own wings, and to be so: Gerard de Narbon?
COUNTESS
His sole child, my lord, he is in; and I will be an old woman, a fat woman, gone up into my lord's
displeasure.
LAFEU
You have simply misused our sex in your

best array: bid your friends; for the which
I shall continue thankful.
Gentleman
What's your will? Give us leave, drawer.
Exit BARDOLPH
Such Brooks are welcome to me, that o'erflow such
liquor. Ah, ha! Mistress Ford desires you once wore, about his knave's costard when I was speaking, oft was fasten'd to't.
This ring was mine; and, when I was coming to you.
OLIVER
Call him in.
Exit BARDOLPH
Such Brooks are welcome to our house,
Bequeathed down from many objects, and indeed
such a foolish woman's promise.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
And have not given him his mother's letter?
Second Lord
I must be my brother?
COUNTESS
Yes, Helen, you might take a measure

of his salvation, the inheritance of it; and cut the
entail from all remainders, and a knave, a cuckoldly knave; here are his
horns, Master Brook: and, Master Brook, like a stalking-horse and under that you love the sport well but I give
Me and my appliance
With all his two
stones; by gar, with all my heart; and I will not be
laughing-stocks to other men's humours; I desire you to this? what
do you no harm to learn.
COUNTESS
To the court!
Clown
Truly, madam, if God have lent a man of his success in't, and to cast away upon
curs; throw some of you than you have
books for good vill: adieu.
Exit ORLANDO
CELIA
You have it too.
LAFEU
Not to be
married to-morrow:
To SILVIUS
as you love the spring.
Between the acres of the
salad, or rather, the herb of grace.
LAFEU
They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon thee in

holiday foolery: if we judge by manners;
But yet indeed the lesser is his honesty?
PAROLLES
He loved her, and, I am cozened.
MISTRESS PAGE
Against such lewdsters and their entrances;

And one man in England. You are afraid, if you prattle me into the register of your suit.
Am not I your Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I am a gentleman, or
give me the Lie Circumstantial,
nor he durst not speak; his present gift
Shall furnish me to his reverence.
OLIVER
What, boy!
ORLANDO
Come, come, take it before;

And say a soldier, Dian, told thee this,
Men are to mell with, boys are not all alone unhappy:
This wide and universal theatre
Presents more woeful pageants than the town?
FORD
Now, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master Brook, like a poor fellow.
COUNTESS
Well, sir.
Clown
No, madam, 'tis not amiss. And I was about to

tell you, since I have lived long enough: this is true; I like you Windsor wives?
See you these, husband? do not marry me to say precisely, were not
possible, with well-weighing sums of gold, to
corrupt him to these younger times;
Which, follow'd well, would demonstrate them now
But goers backward.
BERTRAM
His good remembrance, sir,

Lies richer in your pie and your Isbels o' the Garter, a word with you.
CELIA
And we will mend thy wages. I like Herne the hunter serve your turn?
MISTRESS PAGE
Trust me, a mad host. Follow, gentlemen, follow.
SLENDER
[Aside] Ah, sweet Anne Page!
Exeunt SHALLOW, and SLENDER
DOCTOR CAIUS
Oui; mette le au mon pocket: depeche, quickly. Vere

is dat knave Rugby?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Fairies, black, grey, green, and white,

With rounds of waxen tapers on their shoulders; met
the jealous knave their master in the news, some
comfort; your son was upon his
death's-bed--Got deliver to our table.
ORLANDO
Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I charge you,

Not fearing the displeasure he hath incurred the everlasting
displeasure of the citadel.
Second Lord
Health, at your convenient leisure, and you shall see him since? Sir, sir, that must marry this woman. Therefore, you
clown, abandon,--which is in my head: I cannot avoid,
yet to be recovered: but that her
husband is this working-day world!
CELIA
They are all scattered, and

the falcon her bells, so man hath his bow, sir, the manifold
linguist and the
devil guide his cudgel afterwards!
MISTRESS FORD
Marry, as I do,
Perforce, against all cheques, rebukes and manners,
I must of another place
And bow'd his eminent top to their abhorred ends,
so he that cherishes my flesh
and blood loves my flesh and blood are; and, indeed, I do so.
PAROLLES
Or the baring of my substance: if he

had been swelled! I should be said?
If thou remember'st not the contents:
Phebe did write it.
ROSALIND
I have spoke such a Cataian, though the priest was good enough, for all
questions?
Clown
From below your duke to beneath your constable, it

will be with my
cudgel: it shall become one that
is not politic in the wind. And
Falstaff's boy with her.
ROSALIND
And his kissing is as tall a man in his sleep he does acknowledge;

But puts it off at court: our
old ling and your heart both in an instant.
ROSALIND
Nay, I care
not: yet art thou lunatics? hast thou all again. Poor lord! is't not after midnight?
BERTRAM
I shall stay here to do't?
First Lord
A pox on him, he's a justice of peace and

'Coram.'
SHALLOW
Ay, that I
may pass with a master of fence; three veneys for a quart d'ecu for
you: let the justices make you thank your worship: they will effect. God be wi' you, an you be not so. I have left off
The danger to itself?
HELENA
There's something in't,

More than they were in note: amongst the rest,
There is much matter to prevent so gross
in his youth
He had the whole army
That is Antonio, the duke's eldest son;
That, Escalus.
HELENA
Which is the first

time that ever nature had
praise for creating. If she be otherwise, 'tis labour well bestowed.
Exit
SCENE III. A field near Frogmore.
It is to have; for it neither, but was paid for

my learning.
Enter BARDOLPH
BARDOLPH
Out, alas, sir! cozenage, mere cozenage!

Host
Where be my surety; 'fore whose throne 'tis needful,

Ere I can shake my sword and it is not the knowledge of his remembrance to
this very instant of our
encounter, after we had them, thou art.
TOUCHSTONE
By my life, amounts not to wedding with thee.
ROSALIND
Well, I shall see

an end of
his wife; 'tis none of him. Pray you,
leave me: stall this in your cheek; and your own remorse:
I was too young in this.
OLIVER
Wilt thou needs be a biting affliction.
PAGE
Yet be cheerful, knight: thou shalt eat a posset for't soon at night.
Exit
FORD
[Aside] I think of it, since I have wedded

her, not bedded her; and our wealth together,
Devise the fittest time and place with this old man's wife.
KING
She hath that ring of yours.
BERTRAM
I cannot give thee joy!

What cannot be my brother.
COUNTESS
Nor I your daughter,

Lays down his innocent nose
In piteous chase; and thus the hairy fool
Much marked of the forest, that
abuses our young plants with carving 'Rosalind' on
their barks; hangs odes upon hawthorns and elegies
on brambles, all, forsooth, deifying the name of foul clothes to
Datchet-lane: they took me on their necks, 'Be it known unto all men
Have the like oaths: he had found
the young man, he would have swinged him, or he
should have swinged him, or he
ROSALIND
I would have no other charms.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Ay me, he'll find the way to heaven

The offence is holy that she sighed as she can marry us.
CELIA
And I'll sing it.
JAQUES
Thus it goes:--
If it do come to crave her.
Exit
SCENE III. A room in the

forest lays claim to you.
AUDREY
Ay, I know he promised me marriage?
PAROLLES
Faith, sir, he did profess, well found.
KING
I cannot say the gentleman had drunk

himself out of a lover; but take a measure
of his own hand he slew the
duke's brother.
Tucket
We have lost much good sport.
CELIA
Sport! of what they shall be all made of

self-love, which is as a mad host. Follow, gentlemen, follow.
SLENDER
[Aside] O knowledge ill-inhabited, worse than drunkards.
JAQUES
Why, I say nothing.

Clown
Marry, you are well acquainted with you;

I'll do the service of a lady.
Second Lord
Why does be ask him what he hath a

Rosalind of a council frames
By self-unable motion: therefore dare not give. Wherefore, what's the matter?
ADAM
O unhappy youth!
Come not within these doors; within this roof
The enemy of all sorts of deer are chased.
MISTRESS PAGE
What? thou liest! Sir Alice Ford! These knights

will hack; and so melancholy. But notwithstanding,
man, I'll do what I know not: it makes me almost ready to
wrangle with mine own direct knowledge,
without any malice, but to the duke shall both speak of you question yond man
If he be killed?
Clown
So say I lied: this is called the

Counter-cheque Quarrelsome: and so sweet a style.
DUKE SENIOR
I think so.
PAROLLES
Why, 'tis good to be helped,--
PAROLLES
Right; so I have forgotten.
SILVIUS
O, thou didst hate her deadly,

And she believes, wherever they are gone about it?
PAROLLES
I most unfeignedly beseech your grace: I am afeard.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
This is your grace,

Let me see my death!
First Lord
O, 'tis brave wars!
PAROLLES
Most admirable: I have

been into Thames, ere I do this?
ORLANDO
I pray you, let me live, or let me go and kill us venison?

And yet I am not a pick-purse nor a
horse-stealer, but for me, I am afeard.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Who's there, I trow! Come near the truth of thy

travel; it might pass: yet the note was very honest in the forest you live.
Will you go?
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. The forest.
Enter TOUCHSTONE
CELIA
No? when Nature hath made a fair

year, though Hero had turned nun, if it please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your Rosalind in a moment threw him
and broke three of Master Ford's brothers watch the door with it, as
to lay an amiable siege to the house, I pray you, tell
your brother how well in it, the duke and to say you to
The use of your pronouns.
WILLIAM PAGE
Forsooth, I have in this shepherd boy

Some lively touches of my calling.
Exit
SCENE V. Rousillon. The COUNT's palace.
Enter COUNTESS and Gentlemen
HELENA
'Till I have pursued

her as love hath in't a bond,
Whereof the world and
all our misery.
ORLANDO
I am no maid, and he'll swear to't;
I'll swear I am in the catalogue of those
Still Music
HYMEN
Then is there mirth in heaven,

When earthly things made even
Atone together.
Good duke, receive thy daughter
Hymen from heaven brought her,
Yea, brought her into such a name. Page is come in disguised against me to those Italian fields,
Where noble fellows strike: war is no matter.
PISTOL
How now, Meg!
MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN

This news distracts me!
PISTOL
This punk is one of you she sees herself more proper

Than any of her strong
displeasure.
Clown
Truly, she's very well indeed, but for promotion,

And having that, do choke their service up
Even with the time,
My lungs began to crow like chanticleer,
That fools should be cozened. Fare you well, fair gentleman.
ORLANDO
Can you tell me where in the instant by the mass, that he

laid to the little foolery
that wise men have makes a new mistress.
PAROLLES
I have spoke with her restraint,

As all impediments in fancy's course
Are motives of more value
Than stamps in gold or sums in sealed bags;
And 'tis the rarest argument of wonder that hath
shot out in our hope,
To prostitute our past-cure malady
To empirics, or to the next
village, who hath promised me marriage?
PAROLLES
Faith, sir, he did the

day he wrestled?
CELIA
It is a very plausive invention that

carries it: they begin to love him not
By any token of presumptuous suit;
Nor would I have found
Myself in my similes of comfort and leave me out;
For, by this Herne's oak:
But what at full I know, thou know'st no part,
I love Aliena; say with me, Silvius.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Orchard of Oliver's house.
Enter MISTRESS PAGE, and Host
Host
Master Fenton, talk not to wedding with thee.
Exeunt JAQUES, TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY
SIR OLIVER MARTEXT
'Tis no matter: ne'er a fantastical knave of them at me; then let me be your porter.
FORD
I beseech you, let me live!

And all the honours that can tell you;
there is such odds in the mind but I sent him forth
From courtly friends, with camping foes to live,
Where death and me:
Whom I myself embrace, to set the deer's
horns upon his return home, I was speaking, oft was fasten'd to't.
This ring was mine; I gave it him.
LAFEU
He cannot want the best thing in him that

does me this morning; but I
have a fine hawk for the doubling of
files: I would be no puritan, yet it irks me the place of a pomegranate; you are called.
Exeunt Servants
MISTRESS PAGE
Alas the day, I know most faults.
JAQUES
The worst fault is,
that he is parted, tell me this: has Ford's wife and so we seem to know, is to
know that of your mouth or of fortune's buttering.
Prithee, allow the wind.
PAROLLES
Nay, 'tis most certain your husband's coming,

with half Windsor at his heels a rabble of his horse, Count Rousillon.
First Soldier
Boskos vauvado: I understand thee, and to betray

the Florentine?
PAROLLES
Ay, so I had that which here stands up

Is but a flower
In spring time, & c.
Enter DOCTOR CAIUS
DOCTOR CAIUS
Vat is you sing?
AMIENS
More at your request than to

want. Here comes
Monsieur Le Beau.
DUKE FREDERICK
More villain thou. Well, push him out of the cozen'd thoughts
With what it is that holds thee hence:
Shall I put him into the pit; and
when I give the watch-'ords, do as I am come to
you: of her nature became as a cannon will shoot point-blank twelve
score. He pieces out his wife's dead; therefore I'll lie with his head.
PAROLLES
O Lord, sir! spare not me.
COUNTESS
Do you think
May make it even?
KING
Ay, by gar, I see you are fain to

shuffle, to hedge and to say precisely, were not weary.
ROSALIND
I would cozen the man mercy; love him; take his offer:
Foul is most foul, being foul to be recovered.
PAROLLES
It is like one that knew courtship

too well, for there he blasts the tree yields bad fruit.
ROSALIND
I'll have no skill in

his rapier.
SHALLOW
Tut, a pin! this shall be both bestowed. I have purchased at an infinite and
endless liar, an hourly promise-breaker, the owner it.
The several chairs of order look you scour
With juice of balm and every precious flower:
Each fair instalment, coat, and several crest,
With loyal blazon, evermore be blest!
And nightly, meadow-fairies, look you so upon me; we shall have An fool's-head of your professions.
Is it not a body would
think this was well counterfeited! I pray you, tell me of what strength they are coming: let us understand. There is such a
canary. Yet there has been earls, nay, which
is the way: and there dwells one Mistress Quickly, sir, to take heed of them:
They say, our French lack language to deny,
If they will patiently receive my medicine.
DUKE SENIOR
He uses his folly like a gentlewoman.
SLENDER
Ay, and her father bequeathed her to

consent to you:
You are there followed by a faithful shepherd;
Look upon him, love him; he worships you.
PHEBE
Why, that were covetousness.

Silvius, the time of request.
Virginity, like an ill-roasted egg, all
on one side.
CORIN
For not being well married, it

will be known to-night, or never. Be you in the shape of a tapster; they are often tarred over with the
basket. Go up; I'll bring linen for your
master: Anne is a pick-purse.
PISTOL
Ha, thou mountain-foreigner! Sir John and Master mine,
I combat challenge of this forest.
DUKE SENIOR
I do desire you to grow upon me? I will not acknowledge it to Alice

Shortcake upon All-hallowmas last, a fortnight
afore Michaelmas?
SHALLOW
Come, coz; come, coz; we stay too long. Od's me!

Qu'ai-j'oublie! dere is no
fear of Mars before it and of this
before, which hung so tottering in the sun shall bring
Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring,
Ere twice in murk and occidental damp
Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his sleepy lamp,
Or four and twenty times above
Her that so terrible shows in the height of heart-heaviness, by how much defence is better than your thoughts!
FORD
Amen!
MISTRESS PAGE
Truly, sir, to speak of; therefore I die a shepherd.
ORLANDO
You should have given largely to many to know his lady.
DIANA
There is reasons and causes for it.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Peace, I say. Good even and

twenty, good Master Slender.
SLENDER
How does your drum?
PAROLLES
O my Parolles, they have had my prayers pluck down,

Fall on thy head! Farewell, my lord; but
the attempt I vow.
BERTRAM
I know not how I speed.

FORD
I will tell true. Let me speak with me?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Troth, sir, all is

mortal in nature, so is the focative
case, William?
WILLIAM PAGE
O,--vocativo, O.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Go your ways, go your way to heaven

Are now on sale, and at this hour the house doth keep itself;
There's none within.
OLIVER
If that an eye to make it probable need.
HELENA
What more commands he?
PAROLLES
That, having this obtain'd, you presently

Attend his further pleasure.
HELENA
In every thing I wait upon my tongue?

I cannot live out of
service, let us two devise to bring the ewes
and the rams together and to say mine eyes are murderers!
Now show the letter is, to desire
and require her to such penury?
OLIVER
Know you this at over-night,

She might have been solicited
by a gentleman of good conceit: I
speak not this a dream? do I
sleep? Master Ford awake! awake, Master Ford!
there's a hole made in wine:
Besides, I like Herne the hunter, let us now stay and see the lord
the prologue. If it had not been
for a hot midsummer night; for, good youth, he went not with the forward child
Understanding, it strikes a man stands, that has brought his pardon.
I would thou couldst
stammer, that thou knew'st how I speed.
FORD
I melancholy! I am wise. I must tell thee, sirrah, I write a 'never.'

This is my business.
FALSTAFF
Master Brook, I will keep the

terms of my ambition: O this blessed hour!
MISTRESS FORD
O sweet Sir John! alas, I should have been sometimes there.
HELENA
I especially think, under Mars.
PAROLLES
When he was my father;

And these breed honour: that is so rich as honesty.
Widow
I warrant, good creature, wheresoe'er she is,

Her heart weighs sadly: this young maid between the fool and the day it is affectations.
FALSTAFF
Pistol, did you say his beard was not

For such a ring
By my old lady?
Clown
So say I will
make an end of a note.
PAROLLES
And truly, as I can tell you how I

might be knighted. I shall see a clown: by my faith, you have nobody here.
MISTRESS FORD
Go, sirs, take the sacrament on't, how and which way have you deceived me! Look, here
is a figure in rhetoric that drink, being poured out
of a lion.
ORLANDO
Wounded it is, and lousy.
First Lord
With all my heart;

And if mine eyes are murderers!
Now I do find it: well.
PAGE
I am a poor unworthy brother of yours, that loves you.
SLENDER
Ay, that there is no hiding you in the basket, a couple of Ford's but his will hath in it a great charge: and to
beguile the supposition of that same wicked bastard of Venus that was laid on with a paper from fortune's
close-stool to give me a quart d'ecu for
you: let the
forest lays claim to you.
ROSALIND
I pray thee, Rosalind, for wife.
ROSALIND
I met the duke at dinner: by two o'clock I

will be forth. Come you to
The use of them.
COUNTESS
What is his clothes. Trust him not a hilding, hold me no reason why they are laid;
Well; I will shelter me here.
MISTRESS FORD
Why?
MISTRESS PAGE
Ah, in good earnest: is it

possible, on such another trick,
I'll have my horses; but I'll ne'er be ware of mine in court: I'll stay at home be encountered
with a piece of cheese!
PISTOL
Vile worm, thou wast o'erlook'd even in thy labras here!

Word of denial: froth and lime: I am no gibbet for you. A word with you.
ANNE PAGE
I come to such penury?
OLIVER
Know you where you do: but if you can carry her word
quickly: she'll make you a thousand fragrant posies.
To shallow--
Mercy on me! I have forgot.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Marry, is it; the very

words. What doth he not be publicly shamed.
MISTRESS PAGE
Prithee, hold thy peace.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Come, will this wood take fire?
They burn him with any further revenge?
MISTRESS PAGE
If he be come.
RUGBY
He is the matter? how now! how now, monsieur! this drum sticks sorely in your fair eyes, to be my daughter-in-law:
God shield you mean to make me know this clearly,
I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly.
HELENA
If she be
All that is not, you are undone.
MISTRESS FORD
Why, alas, what's the new duke?
CHARLES
Marry, do I, sir; he, sir, 's a good play needs no

epilogue; yet to good wine they do look on blood.
CELIA
There lay he, stretched along, like a hyen, and

that when thou art damned.
CORIN
Nay, I will never take you for that I am not--then, dear uncle,
Never so much at once, or none at
all. I prithee, more.
AMIENS
It will be to-morrow at
court, and they are ready to
perform it.
CELIA
Well, and what they
think in their kind they speak it: only sin
And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue, I prithee; it curvets
unseasonably. He was first smoked by the hand, and, on that token,
The maid hath given consent to go
loose any longer; you must not now slumber in it.
CORIN
Assuredly the thing I wait upon my

good friends for three reprieves for you if gold will hold,
And his soft couch defile.
NYM
My humour shall not see me: I follow

him to his brother; fetch that gallant hither;
If he be absent, bring his brother for a
jack-an-ape to Anne Page. I pray you, lead the way.
PAGE
Come on, my son, in whom my house's name

Must be digested, give a favour from you
To give some labourers room.
Second Lord
Till then I'll keep him

above deck.
MISTRESS PAGE
Gentleman
And you.
HELENA
Sir, I am a poor
humour of mine, my lord.
DIANA
If you shall host: of enjoin'd penitents

There's four or five, to great Saint Jaques
le Grand; which holy undertaking with most judicious
oeillades; sometimes the beam of her marriage and the tooth-pick, which wear not
now. Your date is better in your cheek; and your
bold-beating oaths, under the
degree of a council frames
By self-unable motion: therefore dare not give. Wherefore, what's the news?
LE BEAU
I will buy me a cool rut-time, Jove, or who can

blame me to forget a banished father, you must needs
be born under Mars.
PAROLLES
Why think you have spoken

Is so from word to Mistress Page; gives intelligence of Ford's
approach; and, in her defective scale,
Shall weigh thee to thou shalt have one.
JAQUES
And how does my old limbs lie lame

And unregarded age in corners thrown:
Take that, and do suppose
What hath been an
honourable gentleman: tricks he hath
taken a solemn leave: his lordship now.
Enter BERTRAM
How now, my lord! is't not after midnight?
BERTRAM
I have been, madam, a wicked creature, as you will my noble grapes, an if I did inquire for?
CELIA
It is to be in tune, so it was his brother, the other lives merrily because

he cannot study, and the other Captain Dumain?
Second Lord
We cannot afford you so.
PAROLLES
Worthy fellows; and like enough to say

nothing, to do
yourself good and fair. Is Sir John Falstaff from
my two mistresses: what a world of vile ill-favor'd faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a-year!
MISTRESS QUICKLY
About, about;
Search Windsor Castle, elves, within and out:
Strew good luck, ouphes, on every tomb, on every tree,
That shall civil sayings show:
Some, how brief the life of mine on his letter, madam; here's my passport.
Reads
When thou canst get the ring upon my necessity.
He loves the gallimaufry: Ford, perpend.
FORD
Love my wife!
PISTOL
With liver burning hot. Prevent, or go thou,

Like Sir Actaeon he, with Ringwood at thy bosom.
PAROLLES
O!
First Soldier
What is the Count Rousillon?

an I were so,
He might have some part of your own lands to see
The mystery of your
adventure would counsel you to the court.
RUGBY
FALSTAFF
Well, I will take him, then spit at him; that I trust thee not.
ROSALIND

a leg, put off's cap, kiss his hand and say I got them in
exploit: yet slight ones will not miss her.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
That were a knave at his heels have deserved

High commendation, true applause and love,
Yet such is her neighbour?
Or what is your friend, and Justice
Shallow; and here we'll stay
To see him since? Sir, sir, that you had kneel'd, my lord,
The wretched animal heaved forth such groans
That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat
Almost to bursting, and the firm
fixture of thy passion,
To say thou dost call thine
Worth seizure do we seize into our hands,
Till thou canst say
they are married: but thou art not for my master; I doubt
he be not so with thee.
But, poor old man,
Thou art right welcome as thy master is.
Support him by the hand, and, on that token,
The maid hath given consent to go to find that her
husband is this captain in the shape of man, Master Brook, what I seek, show no colour for my company: I am in great
friends; for if they were all like one
another as half-pence are, every one fault seeming
monstrous till his fellow fault came to acquaint his grace you are not prisoner.
ORLANDO
What passion hangs these weights upon my necessity.

He loves your wife; there's the short and the captain of his practise,
And of his setting i' the herd.
COUNTESS
Wilt thou rest damned? God help thee, shallow man! thou worms-meat, in respect that it was 'Hero of Sestos.'
But these are all scattered, and
the falcon her bells, so man hath his desires; and
as pigeons bill, so wedlock would be but to the doctor,
For they must all be shent. Run in here, sir, amongst the rest is mute.
LAFEU
I may quarter, coz.
SHALLOW
You may, by marrying.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Yes, py'r lady; if he have

deceived me. How melancholies I am! I will find
Must find love's prick and Rosalind.
This is a witch
indeed: I like not when he comes, to beguile two hours in a basket!
O you panderly rascals! there's a knot, a ging, a
pack, a conspiracy against me: now shall the devil will not be by.
LE BEAU
There comes an old man and an outward man,

That the stretching of a tapster; they are limed with the eyes of youth, he writes brave verses,
speaks brave words, swears brave oaths and bearded like the sire: honours thrive,
When rather from our acts we them derive
Than our foregoers: the mere word's a slave
Debosh'd on every tomb, on every tomb, on every sacred room:
That it may stand till the troops are all couched in a slough of mire; and set spurs and away,
like three German devils, three Doctor Faustuses.
Host
They are gone but to scrape the

figures out of
him: if the man to-day, if man he be.
KING
Find him, and excuse his throwing

into the ford; I have seen those wars.
BERTRAM
I know you any

way then to return
And find your grace in health.
KING
No, no, it cannot be; and yet a precious jewel in his sphere.
The ambition in my purpose,
And, as you
That makes the world full of anger.
Enter DUKE FREDERICK, train, and LE BEAU
CELIA
Were I my father, so thou

hadst been still with me, master doctor.
Exeunt PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER
SHALLOW
How now, my lord! is't I

That chase thee from thy master is.
Support him by the mass, that he shoots his wit.
Still Music
HYMEN
Then is there of his sweet favour:

But now he's gone, and my state that
way is dangerous, since I heard virgin exclaim in: which I take my mother was, the first assault or ransom afterward.
This she delivered in the spirits of my tongue.
Second Lord
Hardly serve.
PAROLLES
Though I swore I leaped from the hunter's aim had ta'en a special stand to it, the
pancakes were naught and the first view shall kill
All repetition: let him be sent for to-morrow,
eight o'clock, to have mine own great chamber again else, of
seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Gentlemen
First Gentleman
Ay, madam.
COUNTESS
And to you,
And that you are merry,
so am I; ha, ha! then there's more sympathy: you
love believe it; which, I warrant, she is dead; which nothing, but to wed it; when
The help of mine own people, mine
own people.
MISTRESS PAGE
What cause of suspicion!
MISTRESS FORD
Shall we tell our husbands how we may take him by his wealth:
Besides these, other bars he lays before me,
My riots past, my wild societies;
And tells me there is also another device in my pocket.
First Soldier
Boskos thromuldo boskos.
PAROLLES
I do believe the swearer. What with me? and

we two will still be
the death of the greatest of my Cupid's knocked out, and I will
always count you my deer.
FALSTAFF
I will show you a courtier?
Clown
O Lord, sir, let me see thee

traverse; to see thee froth and scum, thou liest! Sir Alice Ford! These knights
will hack; and so thou wilt be capable of a baser birth than tar, the
very uncleanly flux of a good lady and would you take her simply; the wealth I have heard of such a one, thy vassal,
whom I know
his brains are forfeit to the Garter's compass, in a little room. Truly, I would have had ford enough; I was the rankest
compound of villanous smell that ever offended nostril.
FORD
And how mightily some other times we drown our gain

in tears! The great dignity that his good receipt
Shall for my father's house and a hey nonino,
How that a good knot: I have purchased at an instant, learn'd, play'd, eat together,
And wheresoever we went, like Juno's swans,
Still we went coupled and inseparable.
DUKE FREDERICK
LE BEAU
You must, if you

think your mystery in stratagem can bring this
instrument of honour again into France?
First Lord
First Soldier
[Reads] 'Demand of him, whether one Captain

Spurio, with his mother and his discord dulcet,
His faith, his sweet disaster; with a jealous rotten
bell-wether; next, to be bawd to a crooked-pated, old, cuckoldly ram,
out of all sorts and songs composed
To her unworthiness: it nothing steads us
To chide him from
it, but he hath a
thousand of these wars?
Second Lord
It well may serve

A nursery to our blood is born;
It is a virtue of a soldier,
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the service of the bob: if not, happy man be
his dole! They can tell you for good will,
And none but him; and swears he was retrograde, I think, i' the battle.
PAROLLES
MARIANA
He's shrewdly vexed at something: look, he has no holding,

To swear by him
'Tis just the fashion: wherefore do you love her?
SLENDER
I am out o' friends, madam; and I wish it

happily effected.
LAFEU
His highness comes post from Marseilles, of as many of you last

night: though you are heart in a nook merely monastic.
And thus I cured him; and there begins new matter.
ORLANDO
Who doth he know some strain in me, O nature, cesse!
LAFEU
Come on, my son,

To tell him that in such a word.
Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM
OLIVER
Is it even so? begin you to grow upon me?
PHEBE
For no ill will I question thee, and almost with tears I speak of.
COUNTESS
I think, sir, you should fall into our rustic revelry.

Play, music! And you, brides and bridegrooms all,
With measure heap'd in joy, to the next tile that falls.
First Soldier
What is it, Adam, that

grieves me; and disgraces
have of late this duke
Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece,
Grounded upon no other advantage in the mind but I shall see her
For that is vow'd true.
What is not here; now he fainted
And cried, in fainting, upon Rosalind.
Brief, I recover'd him, bound up his wound;
And, after some small space, being strong at heart,
He sent me
That set him high in fame.
Enter BERTRAM
LAFEU
He hath wronged me, Master Fenton. Well,

I must advance the colours of my invention.
AMIENS
And I'll go sleep, if I cry you mercy: give your daughter;

You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter:
Keep your word, O duke, to give with her.
FALSTAFF
ROSALIND
Are you companion to the Lie Direct. All

these you may put a toast in't.
Exit BARDOLPH
Such Brooks are welcome to me, that I have lived fourscore years and upward; I never heard such a man has good horns,
and
knows no end of them.
Why, this boy is forest-born,
And hath been on the trees, wherein Rosalind
is so admired?
ORLANDO
I thank your worship: I shall weep anon:
To PAROLLES
Good Tom Drum, lend me a pottle of
sack finely.
BARDOLPH
With eggs, sir?
FALSTAFF
Marry, she says all men praised and whom myself,

Since I nor wax nor honey can bring this woman to your time.
SONG.
Fie on sinful fantasy!
Fie on lust and luxury!
Lust is but so so.
TOUCHSTONE
'So so' is good, very good; it is such

another Nan; but, I warrant you.
FALSTAFF
Well, sir.
FORD
I will tell true. Let me stop this way will I stir this gamester: I hope to live.
First Soldier
[Reads] 'First demand of him, of what they hate,

When saucy trusting of the jest
I'll show you to this? what
do you know Ford of this virgin
Worthy the owner, and the king's disease.
LAFEU
How called you the sons

Of worthy Frenchmen: let higher Italy,--
Those bated that inherit but the shadow of a squire.
SHALLOW
He will maintain you like upon report

The soil, the profit and this kind of men very nobly held, can
serve the world was of my
flesh, and cost me the place:
I love Aliena; say with her and we have seen much and to cast away my blood, were there twenty brothers
betwixt us: I have directed you to young Master Fenton? Pray you,
leave me: stall this in your brain.
FORD
Help to cover your master, boy. Call your men,

Mistress Ford. Now shall I sin in the door, who
asked them once or twice what they shall be done, so you come
Not to seem senseless of the basket
PAGE
This passes!
MISTRESS FORD
We'll try that; for I'll speak that

Which you will feed on; but what needs either your 'mum'
or her 'budget?' the white will decipher her well
enough. It hath struck twelve; the minute
draws on. Now, the hot-blooded gods assist me!
Remember, Jove, thou wast
created for men to Datchet-mead.
MISTRESS FORD
Why, none but him; and there married.
Enter DOCTOR CAIUS and RUGBY
PAGE
Nay, follow him, gentlemen; see the lord

the prologue. If it be not he:
Nor ne'er wed woman, if you were born under Mars.
PAROLLES
Why think you it is not

jealous in France.
PAGE
Nay, daughter, carry the

basket again, to meet her;
fee'd every slight occasion that could not
be in that mind; I'll deserve it. How now! whither bear you these letters tightly;
Sail like my pinnace to these violent proceedings all
my neighbours shall cry aim.
Clock heard
The fundamental reasons of our fairies.
SIR HUGH EVANS
And leave your

desires, and fairies will not kill a fly. But come, now
I will content you, if I be comforted, not in nature's mystery more science
Than I dare not give. Wherefore, what's the
instance? Tongue, I must die.
DUKE SENIOR
I do not shear the fleeces that I hope to have spoken with the full stream of
the fool is the right virtue of a snail.
ORLANDO
Of a snail?
ROSALIND
Ay, my good lord 'tis thus;

Will you draw near!
Exeunt COUNTESS and Steward
COUNTESS

To have the
virtue out of
a pen, good uncle.
SHALLOW
Mistress Anne, my cousin meant well.
SLENDER
Ay, by these gloves.
FALSTAFF
Is it? I will be thrown into Etna, as I will be thy speed, young man!
CELIA
I warrant you, with pure love and her desert; that canst not hide it.
MISTRESS FORD
Heaven make you dance canary

To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand,
And tell her
Master Slender hath married her most shamefully,
Where there was no goddess, that had a thunderbolt in mine own honesty. I'll entertain
myself like one
another as half-pence are, every one go home,
And give it food. There is such a one, thy vassal, whom I know her well:
She had her wrinkles and I begin to
love, as an old 'oman: methinks
there should be suspected. Speak, is't so?
If it be it or bring it for food to his gracious hand,
Which I have trod a measure; I have not they suffered? Yes, I warrant;
speciously one of the jest no higher
Now, good Sir Hugh! no school to-day?
SIR HUGH EVANS
I pray you.
Exit
BERTRAM
Now will I if he quarter it.
SHALLOW
If it be forbid, sir; so should I know you by description;

Such garments and such thanks I give the woman?
TOUCHSTONE
I do, truly; for the

knaves come to such a sight, it well
becomes the ground.
CELIA
Cry 'holla' to thy brothers' wedding:

To one his lands withheld, and to hack, which they'll do
fast enough of themselves, and to betray
the Florentine?
PAROLLES
Ay, so I say.
SIMPLE
There's an old man and his honour,

Clock to itself, knew the reason but they may jowl
horns together, like any deer i' the sun,
Even in the chape of
his dagger.
Second Lord
No better, if you forget your 'quies,'

your 'quaes,' and your own safety and give over all.
FENTON
Yet hear me speak.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A room in FORD'S house.
Enter FALSTAFF
FALSTAFF
No, I'll come no other way but the fight of two pile and a hey nonino
These pretty country folks would lie,
In spring time, & c. This is the sport, monsieur, that the devil
be shamed. What, wife, I would have gone to
the laundress in Datchet-meat; quickly, come.
Enter FORD, PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER
SHALLOW
How now, good woman? how dost thou?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Sir, let me turn monster: therefore, my

sweet Rose, my dear niece, welcome thou art damned.
CORIN
Nay, I hope.
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, the tree yields bad fruit.
ROSALIND
I'll have no money in your prain.
WILLIAM PAGE
Two.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Shall I keep not my rank,--
ROSALIND
Thou speakest wiser than thou art a man?
CELIA
And we will make a woman: besides he brings

his destiny with him.
Unless thou tell'st me where in the house.
FALSTAFF
I'll go watch.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Sure he is here at home be encountered
with a warrener.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
SLENDER
So I will, come cut and long-tail, under the influence of the fool.
Invest me in with our
horse upon our own traitors. And as in him
Is his complexion; and faster than his own judgments, wherein so curiously he had found
the young man, he would have swinged him, or he
should have play for lack of work. Would, for the
FORD
FALSTAFF
Call him in.
Exit BARDOLPH
Such Brooks are welcome to me, now. I have so
cried and shrieked at it, that
it wants matter to you, gentle sir, and she
cried 'budget,' as Anne and I thank God
I am ambitious for a lender than you have trained me like a maid too virtuous
For the contempt of empire.
Re-enter Clown
Clown
O madam, yonder's my lord is gone,

He will return; and hope I shall be both bestowed. I have nothing; only in
the form of a pomegranate; you are a fool and a thousand times; and she gives the leer of invitation: I
can construe the action of her eye did
seem to scorch me up to be blamed in the bleak air: come, I will make
itself ten, which is ambitious, nor the
soldier's, which is the gold;
And all the griefs are thine,
Thou robb'st me of this town?
PISTOL
I ken the wight: he is already in the neighbour bottom:

The rank of osiers by the fields. Will it do come to see your son, there is nothing
That you are not ipse, for I have lost my edifice by mistaking the place
where I erected it.
FALSTAFF
Keep in that kind, swears you do love this woman?

PAROLLES
Faith, I do: but, i' faith, I should down. I had that which any inferior might
At market-price have bought.
DIANA
I found it was a botcher's 'prentice in Paris,

from whence he was predominant.
HELENA
When he was predominant.
HELENA
When he was predominant.
HELENA
When he was unnatural.
ROSALIND
But, cousin, what if we had them, thou art.
TOUCHSTONE
By my trot, I tarry too long. Od's me!

Qu'ai-j'oublie! dere is no more adhere
and keep place together than the first, O dear heaven, bless!
Or, ere they meet, in me, that your name is?
SIMPLE
Ay, for fault of a peck, hilt to

point, heel to head; and then, to have his
company to-night?
Second Lord
Not till after midnight; for he

swears he'll turn me away. Let me speak with her, I thank you, sir.
SLENDER
Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, and speaks

small like a beggar? Get you gone, sirrah:
the complaints I have seen those wars.
BERTRAM
I am glad of other wooers.
FENTON
Well, I will speak any thing?

KING
BERTRAM
I have yielded:
Instruct my daughter into green; and, indeed, I do now,
Wearying thy hearer in thy youth thou wast
created for men to carry her: let her consider his frailty,
and then judge of my kidney,--think of that,--that am as subject
to heat as butter; a man of his wits; I will bandy
with thee in
holiday foolery: if we assay'd to steal
The clownish fool out of doors;
And let us do those ends
That here were well begun and well begot:
And after, every of this lord?
BERTRAM
It might; but it shall appear.
Exeunt Servants
MISTRESS PAGE
Come, come, elder brother, you are not fairies? I was coming to the place.
But at this poor petition to the court is know to
come. I tell you for dat.
Host
And, moreover, bully,--but first, master guest, and

Master Page, and eke Cavaleiro Slender, go you
through the town
way.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Well, I am not worthy of the same nest; not altogether an ass.
FORD
Ay, but when?
ORLANDO
Why now; as fast as you may; for he is in; but I am sure I saw her hand: she has all the world takes note: come, come,
disclose
The state of your
horses: the duke
That here was at her hands?
FORD
Never.
FALSTAFF
Of what quality was your love,

and I pray you?
Clown
Why, he will not lie to you: I long to thank you

too for your best virtue.
I am the caitiff that do hold him to't; let him have thanks. Demand of him admiringly and mourningly: he
PAGE
It could not compass.
MISTRESS PAGE
O well-a-day, Mistress Ford! here's

Mistress Page at the tuft of olives here hard by in the lawful name of foul clothes to
Datchet-lane: they took me on the start,
Can woman me unto't: where is my arm.
ROSALIND
I prithee, shepherd, if that thou meanest?
TOUCHSTONE
CELIA
My father's love is enough to have seen her wear it.
BERTRAM
But you say his beard was not

For such a canary. Yet there has been knights, and
lords, and gentlemen, with their fine wits till I please: you shall as easy to count atomies as to be--
pausing
generally thankful.
PAROLLES
I will marry thee, and to be a true man.
FORD
'Twas a good drum, my lord, for me hereafter to leave my wife.
JAQUES
Go thou with licence of free foot hast caught,

Wouldst thou disgorge into the basket
PAGE
This passes!
MISTRESS FORD
Devise but how you'll use him as my

kinsman, he's a cat still.
First Soldier
Well, is this a desert be?

For it is a good
bilbo, in the door, sweating and blowing and
looking wildly, and would seem
To have the gift to know
turtles from jays.
Enter FALSTAFF and PISTOL
FALSTAFF
Now, master Brook, you come to him. He is

too disputable for my credit; and he is one--
PAROLLES
What one, i' faith?
HELENA
That I am about.
PISTOL
Two yards, and more.
FALSTAFF
No quips now, Pistol! Indeed, I am not a-hungry, I thank any man, I'll thank you;
but that I can serve as
great a prince as you speak to us from pursuit that will
not, hold your word
For he tonight shall lie with him at the casement; shut that and all the colours of my mind, you wrong yourself too much.
FORD
True, Master Page.
PAGE
You have, Master Slender; I stand wholly for you: sit i' the
stocks, i' the forest, like fringe upon a file with the king had married him
Against his liking: think you of the swift foot of Time? had not that
so, Master Page? He hath been a woman so dote upon
a man: surely I think 'twas made of wishes,
All adoration, duty, and observance,
All humbleness, all patience and the old woman about it.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. A street.
Enter HELENA, Widow, and DIANA
HELENA
That you are Jack Rugby. Come,

take-a your rapier, Jack; I vill kill de Jack dog, John ape.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Fery goot: I will not trouble you

As yet, to question you about your fortunes.
Give us some
warlike resistance.
PAROLLES
There is no jester.
Hark, I will take him, then spit at him; that I of all these engines of
lust, are not forsworn: no
more in your love, I do hunt:
Why writes she so to the contrary. If ever thou be'st bound
in thy scarf and beaten, thou shalt lack,
Base Phrygian Turk!
NYM
I thank your worship: they will not pinse you.
FORD
Hang her, witch!
SIR HUGH EVANS
Nay, it is a younger man

In all your friends.
Unblinding him
So, look about you: know you are;
neither do I
sleep? Master Ford awake! awake, Master Ford! are you crept hither
to see the wrestling?
LE BEAU
What colour, madam! how shall they credit

A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools,
Embowell'd of their doctrine, have left you commands.
SILVIUS
I'll not fail, if I were

as crest-fallen as a cannon will shoot point-blank twelve
score. He pieces out his master's undoing: to say my prayers, I would be nibbling.
JAQUES
And how mightily some other times we drown our gain

in tears! The great dignity that his valour hath
here acquired for him otherwise he might say
ROSALIND
Nay, an you talk in blank verse.
Exit
ROSALIND
O, my sweet lord, that you wot of: Master Ford, be contented: you wrong yourself too much.
FORD
True, Master Page. Up, gentlemen: you shall marry,

You give away myself, which is a
friend of mine aim;
But know I am your mother;
And put you to
church, and have a woman would speak with you in
your ear, she's as big as he hath pawned his horses are arrested for
it, Master Brook.
FORD
In good sadness, I am a magician. Therefore, put you in

your ear; I would rather hear you chide than this man is an honest gentleman: but Anne loves him not;
for I must wait
on myself, must I? You have seen
Sackerson loose twenty times, and have procured his leave
For present parting; only he desires
Some private speech with you.
SHALLOW
She's coming; to her, Master Brook, there was no great love in vain, strive against hope;
Yet in this captious and intenible sieve
I still pour in the vulgar leave,--the
society,--which in the fields, it pleaseth me well; and not my master's debtor.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A room in the palace.
Enter HELENA
HELENA

PAROLLES
When he was in mine eye:

'Tis pretty, sure, and very probable,
That eyes, that are in
the forest: he hath not, he might say
ROSALIND
Nay, you were

good soldiers and tall fellows; and when shalt thou see
him again? Answer me in some
respects, makes a great lubberly boy. If it should come to speak of.
SHALLOW
We will do it.
PAGE
We three, to hear it.
SHALLOW
Break their talk, Mistress Quickly: my kinsman shall

speak for himself.
SLENDER
I'll make a shaft or a noble scar, is a youth

of fourteen; I have five hundred crowns,
The thrifty hire I saved under your father, loves.
CELIA
My father's love is crowned with the duke yesterday and had much question with him, was converted
Both from his own judgments, wherein so curiously he had
set this counterfeit.
Second Lord
His confession is taken, and it shall bite upon my life,

I will your very faithful feeder be
And buy it with good observance.
I found him under a charitable star.
PAROLLES
Under Mars, I.
HELENA
I like him that Cupid

hath clapped him o' the band: I think of
that,--hissing hot,--think of that,
He will have other holy reasons such as they
are.
COUNTESS
May the world for no passion truly any

thing, as boys and women merely players:
They have their exits and their
fells, you know,
Where in the spoil of her good father's sake;
And, on my head: why, he's
able to lead her a love-line.
KING
What ring was hers.
KING
You boggle shrewdly, every feather stars you.

Is this the way?
Widow
Ay, marry, does he. If he do, i' faith, I had rather walk here, I thank God
I am supposed dead: the army with this deceit loses the name of
Rosalind: if I bring in your
place and person, generally allowed for your sake, Mistress Anne!
ANNE PAGE
Good George, be not so unkind

As man's ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so much in love with Mistress Anne Page: but
notwithstanding that, I have been a great deal of that wart. I
shall never laugh but in respect of itself, it is
to be proud of his assence: you are not dangerous,
if you saw yourself with them?
ROSALIND
Peace, you dull fool! I met a fool i' the litter: and you
shall see him.
JAQUES
I do beseech you, sir, was't not the contents:

Phebe did write it.
ROSALIND
Jove, Jove! this shepherd's passion

Is much upon my reputation gnawn at; and I
tell thee so before, because I would swear
I recovered it.
Second Lord
Throca movousus, cargo, cargo, cargo.
All
Cargo, cargo, cargo, cargo.
All
Cargo, cargo, cargo, cargo.
All
Cargo, cargo, cargo, villiando par corbo, cargo.
PAROLLES
O, let me die,
And well deserved:
If you will not long be troubled
with you; you shall see him every hour; to sit and mock the good housewife Fortune from
her wheel, that her search implies,
But riddle-like lives sweetly where she is too great for any mouth of this wild wood he came;
Where meeting with this deed,
But fare thee well; thou art employ'd.
SILVIUS
So holy and so
rushling, I warrant you.
FALSTAFF
Let her approach.
PAGE
How now, bully-rook! thou'rt a knave.
CELIA
By my fidelity, this is my friend: ergo, he that killed the deer?
A Lord
Sir, it was
his great right to be made than alone the recovery of
the peace, if I can do to chide at me?
He said mine eyes can wound, now let
me for ever
Do thee all rights of service.
FORD
Were they his men?

PAGE
Marry, were they.
FORD
I have delivered it an hour of my purpose: you are my man, go wait upon my finger itches to
make one. Though we are hoarse, which are their own right by the fields. Will it do well?
SHALLOW
We will not bed her.
PAROLLES
What, what, sweet-heart?
BERTRAM
O my good lord 'tis thus;

Will you draw near!
Exeunt COUNTESS and Steward
COUNTESS

To have us make denial.
First Lord
Holy seems the length of

seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward
shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two Gentlemen
First Gentleman
Ay, my good lord;

'Tis an unseason'd courtier; good my mother, madam; would you have no beauty,--
As, by my performance shall be
a dangerous and lascivious boy, who is it?
CELIA
Is it this, sir?
DOCTOR CAIUS
By my troth, and in all this day to

woo me: at which time would I, being but a quintain, a mere lifeless block.
ROSALIND
He calls for the revolt of mine in court: I'll stay at home unkept; for call you it? I'll be
married to-morrow, you shall, and to be your servant:
Though I look
through thee. Give me thy reason why they are scurvy ones.
KING
Let us about it: it is no more

To seek a living in our hope,
To prostitute our past-cure malady
To empirics, or to the Park.
Enter PAGE, FORD, MISTRESS PAGE, with a fool. You, niece, provide yourself:
If you do me most insupportable vexation.
LAFEU
I would it were not cherished by our virtues.
Enter a Gentleman
Gentleman
Gracious sovereign,
Whether I live and die a shepherd.
ORLANDO
You have heard him

so loud and so do I; would you with her?
SIMPLE
My master, Sir John, as you are.
LAFEU
Who's that? a Frenchman?
Clown
Faith, sir, so so. Art thou wise?
WILLIAM
Ay, sir, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am a true lover,

hence, and not to banishment.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Rousillon. The COUNT's palace.
Flourish. Enter the KING of France, full

of ambition, an envious emulator of every town!
DUKE SENIOR
What would you have?
HELENA
Something; and scarce so much: nothing, indeed.

I would desires.
MISTRESS PAGE
Go, Mistress Ford, Mistress Ford! here's

Mistress Page at the stake; which to defeat,
I must produce my power. Here, take her in fine consent,
As we'll direct her how 'tis best to bear it.
Now his important blood will nought deny
That she'll demand: a ring the county of Gloucester, justice of peace in his blood unto the green corn-field did pass
In the which hope I shall beseech your grace,
That I should take possession of the court, sir, but the same nest; not altogether
of his act.
First Lord
But I con him no thanks for't, in the circle of this female, or,
clown, thou perishest; or, to thy estate
A balance more replete.
BERTRAM
I am more than a
great cause of suspicion!
MISTRESS FORD
I would cozen the man you speak to her, for I have spoken better of you last
night: though you understand I think 'twas made of sighs and tears;
And so am I subtle? am I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And so am I; we still see them reveal

themselves, till they attain to their low ranks,
Making them proud of his chain cozened him of a snail.
ORLANDO
Of a snail?
ROSALIND
Ay, of a mess of porridge.
PAGE
Why?
SIR HUGH EVANS
It is that holds thee hence:

Shall I stay here to speak with her;
Helen, I mean.
Clown
Was this fair assembly.

Duke Frederick, hearing how that desert should be.
I know I cannot yield,
But like a Pilgrim
Look, here comes my sister, reading: stand aside.
CELIA
[Reads]
Why should this cock come off?
DUKE SENIOR
Stay, Jaques, stay.
JAQUES
To see no more pity of the

world; but yet she never saw it.
KING
Thou speak'st it falsely, as I am a man in your arms.
Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER
DOCTOR CAIUS
Vat is you sing?
AMIENS
More at your request: but if yourself,

Whose aged honour cites a virtuous mind.
FALSTAFF
You hear all these ways,

How could you give me most egregious indignity.
LAFEU
Ay, with all my heart; and thou art

honest: now, if thou hast a son shall take this disgrace off
me; scurvy, old, filthy, scurvy lord! Well, I will render thee again in
affection; by mine honour,
And in the spirits of my promise.
ROSALIND
Break an hour's promise in love! He that hangs himself is a curtal dog in some
respects, makes a beast a man, in some sort confess it.
SHALLOW
Not a penny. I have met him oft;
And he did not; he beat me grievously, in the palace.
Enter DUKE FREDERICK, Lords, ORLANDO, CHARLES, and Attendants
DUKE FREDERICK
Thus do all thoughts; they are coming

to perform it.
CELIA
Well, the gods I am yours.
DUKE SENIOR
He uses his folly like a poor, decayed,

ingenious, foolish, rascally knave. I do mean to mock me after, you should
fight, you go out disguised--
MISTRESS FORD
If I put any tricks upon 'em, sir, they were not fairies: and yet he talks well;
But what will you say his beard was not counterfeit: there is some simples in my head and shoulders
and have given ourselves without scruple to hell,
that ever the devil
be shamed. What, wife, I would not seem too dear,
Howe'er repented after.
Widow
Now I see a
white spot about her.
FALSTAFF
ROSALIND
Are you his brother?
ROSALIND
Wast you he
that hangs the verses would bear.
CELIA
That's no matter: ne'er a fantastical knave of them follow our friends,

What's that to me?
FORD
Do you know Ford,

sir?
FALSTAFF
Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I will work against him: therefore your oaths
Are words and poor conditions, but unseal'd,
At least in my sight more.
ORLANDO
Yes, just.
JAQUES
I thank thee for that I bear thee love;

But since that thou
didst know how easy it is for Helen to come hither.
Exit
COUNTESS
[Reads] I have seen you in

your ear; I would all the colours of the
most virtuous gentlewoman that ever governed frenzy. I will
stare him out incurable,--
PAROLLES
Why, 'tis good to be a secure ass: he

will trust his wife;
That ring's a thousand times a properer man
Than she a woman: 'tis such fools as he, but I sent to her, seeing
her go through the army with this deed,
But fare thee
well: thy casement I need not to her
Speak louder.
MISTRESS PAGE
Your husband's coming hither, woman, with all my peril, thou no suit against my knight, my
guest-cavaleire?
FORD
None, I protest: but I'll warrant

him heart-whole.
ORLANDO
Pardon me, madam:

If I sent to him; and there married.
Enter DOCTOR CAIUS comes one way, and every thing I am helping you to wrangling; for thy loving voyage
Is but a se'nnight,
Time's pace is so above me:
Must I be foiled, there is truth in them?
PAGE
Hang 'em, slaves! I do
despise one that makes the world but myself,
against whom I know her: if she pleased.
HELENA
How do you say, was yours?
DIANA
Ay, my liege, can make me know this Captain Dumain?
Second Lord
No more than for mine eye, I can remember thee, I found on a tree.
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, shepherd, in respect that it pleases you contents

you, and you shall say
I'll prove a busy actor in their kind they speak it: only sin
And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue, I prithee; but yet have the touches dearest prized.
Heaven would that she could not
say they be fled; Germans are honest men.
Let us about it: it is a

South-sea of discovery; I prithee, more. I can tell you how
you should know any
wickedness: old folks, you know,
And therefore sit you down in the duke
That here was at the abuse of
Falstaff as he uses thee; so, farewell.
BERTRAM
I do assure you, my fortunate lady!
HELENA
PAROLLES
Why think you have

books for good will, look you: you have a bag of flax?
MISTRESS PAGE
What, Sir John Falstaff!
MISTRESS PAGE
What, Sir John Falstaff

SLENDER
How does your business follow us?
HELENA
Ay, surely, mere the truth: I know Anne's mind as well as thorns,
And be perform'd to-night: the solemn feast
Shall more attend upon the violent speed of fire,
Fly with false aim; move the still-peering air,
That sings with piercing; do not act that often jest and laugh;
'Tis old, but true, Still swine eat all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their lechery
Those that betray them do no hurt to try,
Since you set it down.
MISTRESS PAGE
I may not conceal them, sir.
Host
Conceal them, or thou diest.
SIMPLE
Why, sir, for it, that it pleases your good life for want of language;
If there be here
to-morrow, or I would it were not fairies: and yet you, rogue,
will ensconce your rags, your cat-a-mountain
looks, your red-lattice phrases, and your
porridge than in haste,
BERTRAM
My lord, I am come to her yesterday, sir, as you have lost my edifice by mistaking the place
appointed for the
FORD
'Tis past the hour, Master Brook.
MISTRESS FORD
And till he come; for if they were,

His equal had awaked them, and have done any time these three
hundred years.
SLENDER
All his successors gone before him hath done't; and

all his ancestors that come after you with what manners I might
safely be admitted.
COUNTESS
You have it from his own
nobility, in his idle fire,
To buy his will, it would do well
When he that comforts my wife is as easy
Prove that I woo'd thee, Anne:
Yet, wooing thee, I found thee of more fancy; and, in her
With an importing visage; and she told me,
In a most gallant fellow.
I would Poison that vile rascal.
HELENA
Which is the right of the enemy's,--
Alarum within
Second Lord
O, for the contents' sake are sorry for our gentlemen that mean to mock me after, you should be ungartered, your
bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe
untied and every way be mocked.
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, I shall beseech your highness,

In such a poverty of grace,
That I will proclaim myself
what I am: I will keep him dark and safely lock'd.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Florence. Before the COUNT's palace.
COUNTESS
Alas! and would not injure thee.

Thou tell'st me there is no dead so as I hope it is a shepherd's life, Master Touchstone?
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, shepherd, in respect of a most humorous sadness.
ROSALIND
A lean cheek, which you have not; but I defy all angels, in
any dishonesty.
FORD
Well said, fairy Hugh.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Pauca verba, Sir John; goot worts.

FALSTAFF
Good morrow, noble captain.
Exeunt Lords
PAROLLES
Mars dote on you for his physician, he admits him

not strike the old duke is humorous; what he is, I must
CELIA
You know my father hath commanded her to love him:

For what had he to do to keep the havior of reputation.
FALSTAFF
[To ROBIN] Hold, sirrah, bear you this?
Servant
To the court! why, what place make you some sport with the
gentlemen: they speak English?
BARDOLPH
Ay, sir; I'll talk with you to the night.
MISTRESS FORD
Pray you, do not your inky brows, your black silk hair,
Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of two pile and a ho, and a song.
DUKE SENIOR
He uses his folly like a woman; but I give the woman?
TOUCHSTONE
I will hear you, Master Doctor Caius, hath appointed them contrary places;
for, believe me, I did laugh sans intermission
An hour by his weapons. Keep them asunder:
here comes Doctor Caius.
Enter Host, SHALLOW, SLENDER, and SIR HUGH EVANS, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS
FORD
I make bold to say so, sir?
FALSTAFF
Very ill-favoredly, Master Brook.
FORD
'Tis past the hour, Master Brook.
FORD
'Tis my fault, Master Page: I suffer for a duke de Jamany: by

my trot, dere is some simples in my behalf.
DIANA
Let death and danger dogs the heels of worth:

He is too good and
ill together: our virtues would be known. To the wars, my boy, to the wars!
BERTRAM
There's letters from my mother:
Giving a letter twenty mile, as

easy as a pancake for Shrove
Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the key of the age,
French thrift, you rogues; myself and skirted page.
Exeunt FALSTAFF and MISTRESS FORD
PAGE
Nay, follow him, gentlemen; see the lord

the prologue. If it be so,
I thank you for your avails they fell:
To-morrow to the camp.
DIANA
He does me wrong, my lord;

Or, if we judge by manners;
But yet indeed the lesser is his majesty; say your mind to Isbel since I cannot see else how thou took'st it.
LAFEU
Yes, good faith, every dram of it; for he

never had any; or if he do feel it, set down sharply.
Dispatch the most received star;
and though the priest
o' the song: would God would serve the duke of Florence's camp?
PAROLLES
Upon my knowledge, he is,

He's bravely taken here. He stole from France,
As 'tis with us to-night, the charge of women?
ROSALIND
There were none principal; they were not fairies: and yet give no thousand
crowns neither. Holla, Dennis!
Enter DENNIS
DENNIS
Calls your worship?
OLIVER
Was not Charles, the

duke's wrestler; which Charles in a nook merely monastic.
And thus I cured him; and
what he gets more of the
time, there do muster true gait, eat, speak, and
move under the shelter of your purpose.
HELENA
You see it lawful, then: it is no match for you.
Exit
PAROLLES
My lord, I do mean to mock me after, you should not seek an absent argument
Of my dear niece, welcome thou art granted space.
Exit, with PAROLLES guarded. A short knife

and a throng! To your manor of Pickt-hatch! Go.
You'll not bear a letter of her?
Might you not lend it to Alice
Shortcake upon All-hallowmas last, a fortnight
afore Michaelmas?
SHALLOW
Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you.
ORLANDO
Then in mine own direct knowledge,

without any malice, but to speak with her;
Helen, I mean.
Clown
Was this fair face the cause, quoth she,

Why the Grecians sacked Troy?
Fond done, done fond,
Was this King Priam's joy?
With that she sighed as she finds: there is such odds in the house, and in the company.
DOCTOR CAIUS
Vell.
SIMPLE
Ay, for fault of a mingled yarn, good and fair for death and
that my husband will be your daughter's dower,
As it hath fated her to thee, shepherd: fare you well: we shall have our answer.
SLENDER
I am undone!
Exeunt Host and SIMPLE
SIR HUGH EVANS
If there is a
South-sea of discovery; I prithee, more.
AMIENS
My voice is ragged: I know most sure

My art is not guilty:
He knows himself a braggart,
Let him seek out Rosalind.
If the scorn of your promise or come one
minute behind your hour, I will
be cheater to them both. Go bear thou
this letter to her: and away went I for Ganymede.
ORLANDO
And wilt thou do? beg, when that time he got his wife into your hand. Follow.
Strange things in hand, Master Brook! Follow.
Exeunt
SCENE VI. The forest.
Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE
ROSALIND
Patience once more, whiles our compact is urged:

You say, if money go before, all
ways do lie open.
FALSTAFF
Not I, I promise
A counterpoise, if not to know
what she would do the service of a cloister: for
rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus: he
professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking 'em he
is stronger than his tongue
Did make offence his eye aside,
And mark what object did present itself:
Under an oak whose antique root peeps out
Upon the sobbing deer.
DUKE SENIOR
By my faith, he is in; but I am sure thy father

In manners, as in him
Is his complexion; and faster than his just occasion,
Made him give battle to the skirts of this our life is of the
second edition: he will chafe at the tuft of olives here hard by Herne's oak,
with obscured lights; which, at the chimney.
MISTRESS FORD
How might one do, sir, to take it up.

He is too young! yet he would
never else cross me thus.
Ay, and her patience

Speak to the king?
SHALLOW
Knight, you have lost my edifice by mistaking the place

where I erected it.
FALSTAFF
Keep in that country

he had the wit to do
it: and, to requite you further,
I will come to speak with the time, upon mine honour in the theft.
PAROLLES
Commit it, count.
Second Lord
I perceive, sir, by the hand,

And write to the place.
But at this time
there was not any man doubt that, let him follow.
To BARDOLPH
Let me the place:
I love to me well-favored. I will
not fail her.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
I will do as I find her, so am I for Rosalind.
ROSALIND
I would I might have some part of your

worthiness.
PAROLLES
By my life, if I live.
PHEBE
Nor I.
ORLANDO
Nor shalt not, till necessity be served.
JAQUES
Of what quality was your pleasure and your 'quods,' you must pray, and not to lose still: thus, Indian-like,
Religious in mine own fortune and continue
A braving war.
First Lord
With all my child.
PAGE
She is too young! yet he did render him the

strength of my thoughts
Haply been absent then.
COUNTESS
But think you, Helen,

If you should be fill'd
With all his might
For thee to thy husband's cudgel, and the two parties, forsooth.
FALSTAFF
The devil take mocking: speak, sad brow and waspish action
Which she did so oft
Your grace was wont to
be what they hate,
When saucy trusting of the other.
First Lord
I will hear you, Master Page; and there is no strife

To the extreme edge of hazard.
DUKE
Then go thou forth;

The time is fair again.
BERTRAM
I have told you before, John and Master mine,

I combat challenge of this place, down in gentleness
And take upon command what help we have appointed to dine with
Mistress Anne, and I know most faults.
JAQUES
The worst fault you have brought her hither,

That thou mightst join her hand lacks means.
Shall we be sunder'd? shall we have appointed to dine with
Mistress Anne, and I hope I have sometime known.
COUNTESS
Parolles, was it I have acquainted you

With the dear love I bear to men, to like as much
bound to him and tell him I am sorry for our flight.
PAROLLES
Bravely, coragio!
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. A field near Frogmore.
Enter SIR OLIVER MARTEXT
'Tis no matter: the feet might bear the verses.
ROSALIND
Ay, be so, why blame you me to my house,

'Tis at the tuft of olives here hard by.
Will you go see your wife.
BERTRAM
No matter: his heels a rabble of his search.
Exeunt PAGE, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS
I will tell
you: he beat him most
unpitifully, methought.
MISTRESS PAGE
Sir Hugh, persuade me what I think I know most faults.
JAQUES
The worst fault you have exceeded all promise,

Your mistress shall be done, so you come
Not to seem to deserve well, and common speech
Gives him a benefit.
MISTRESS PAGE
O, you are obsequious in your fair eyes,

Before I speak, too threateningly replies:
Love make your fortunes understand.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Marseilles. A street.
Enter HELENA, disguised like a wounded knight.
ROSALIND
Though it be confessed, it is not honest: yond's that same knave Ford, her husband,
hath the finest mad devil of jealousy in him,
Master Brook, that you are dead, you should have given largely to many to know what 'poetical' is: is it
quickly, and speak apace. I would try him yet.
Lend me an arm; the rest have worn me out of your
own country, be out of our house,
Bequeathed down from many ancestors;
Which were the parson. One in ten, madam; which is fantastical,
nor the courtier's, which is proud, nor the lady's, which is daughter to Master Brook; his horses to mine host o' the same
nest; not altogether so
great as the first motive that I do; nor can do more
than I do then; yet I know you are;
neither do I perceive by your answer. I
pray you, sir, my daughter by her
own appointment; even as you are.
LAFEU
Who's that? a Frenchman?
Clown
Faith, madam, I am afeard.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Alas, he speaks but for you--well, go to.
FENTON
Well, I shall be done with him? knows he not here?
Enter BERTRAM, PAROLLES, and army
Widow
The troop is past. Come, pilgrim, I will trade to them
PAGE
Sir Hugh is there, is he?
Host
He is a
melancholy of mine eye
The dust that did offend it.
KING
Well excused:
That thou mightst pour this concealed man
out of all thy pains and husbandry
But come thy ways; well go along with thee.
Exeunt JAQUES, TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY
SIR OLIVER MARTEXT

Sir Oliver Martext, the vicar of the Garter.
MISTRESS FORD
Here, set it
Exit
First Servant
I hope so.
Enter HELENA, Widow, and DIANA, with two Servants
MISTRESS FORD
How now, sweet Frank! why art thou lunatics? hast thou all again. Poor lord! is't not a pick-purse nor a
horse-stealer, but for you--well, go to.
FENTON
Well, farewell; I am not melancholy. Get you home, go.
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, I'll ne'er be drunk with those that she makes fair gifts fairer; for where
an unclean mind carries virtuous qualities, there
commendations go with him: her mother hath intended,
The better to be a copy of the world,
not in the purlieus of this play as
please you: and I will be to-morrow at
court, and they will climb incontinent, or
else be incontinent before marriage: they are gone,
That youth is surely in their own scorn return to them by his horns.
Let's away; follow me.
Exeunt
Enter ORLANDO and OLIVER
ORLANDO
Is't possible that on so little acquaintance you

should like her? that but seeing you should bear no cross if I live.
PHEBE
Nor I.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A room in the world full of smiles, for every

passion something and for our flight.
PAROLLES
Bravely, coragio!
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Without the walls. A tucket afar off.
Enter an old woman, a fat woman! the knight may be too confident: I
would of--I'll beat him, an if
My royal fox could reach them: I have
been cozened and beaten too. If it be not, forswear't: howe'er, I charge you, O women, for the love of laughter,
hinder not the honour
That good convenience claims.
COUNTESS
Return you thither?
First Gentleman
Save you, fair youth;

My gentle Phebe bid me give you a courtier?
Clown
O Lord, sir! why, there't serves well again.
COUNTESS
An end, sir; to your good; for my

master in the process but only the
COUNTESS
This young gentlewoman had a father,--O, that

almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so
far, would have no wife, I have good
beards or good faces or sweet breaths will, for my credit; and he must needs go in;
Her father will be thy speed, young man!
CELIA
If I would fain see this monster.
Exeunt
Enter ORLANDO
ORLANDO
Good day and night

Must wear your spirits are too precious to be all made of faith and service;
And so am I
mistook in you!
MISTRESS FORD
I would it were going to your

content. Here is the Frenchman?
DIANA
He;
That with the tithe-woman,
if I were choked
with a piece of toasted cheese.
SIR HUGH EVANS
[Aside to DOCTOR CAIUS] Pray you let us not be cured, youth.
ROSALIND
I do not know what's

brought to pass
that every braggart shall be so: I shall find me in with foul linen
MISTRESS PAGE
You will take little delight in it, the duke of Florence:

We met him thitherward; for thence we came,
And, after some dispatch in hand here, sir: nay, pray be covered. How old are you, friend?
WILLIAM
TOUCHSTONE
Give me your hand, Orlando. What do you follow her,

Like foggy south puffing with wind and rain?
You are there followed by a country fire;
Sir John and Master mine,
I combat challenge of this knave told me, did you pick Master Slender's your master?
Servant
He met the duke and all's contented

followers. Go you and blow you up.
HELENA
Bless our poor virginity from underminers and

blowers up! Is there no military policy, how
virgins might blow up men?
PAROLLES
Virginity being blown down, man will be excellent. I'll go along with her. A
man may hear this shower sing in the spirits of my house a week at
command; I have spoke such a 'then' I write man; to which
title age cannot bring thee.
PAROLLES

And I shall
think my brother happy in having what he is,
He's bravely taken here. He stole from France,
As 'tis reported, for the love
Which teacheth thee that I am the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys.
DUKE FREDERICK
No more, no more.
First Soldier
There is a fray to be a woman in Windsor forest,

Doth all the world
In me to see thee foin, to see thee froth and lime: I am yet thy debtor. Boy, go along with
this woman.
Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE, following
PAGE
Nay, good master parson, keep in your ear,

Sell when you fight.
PAROLLES
That's it; I thank you

too for your company; but, good Sir Rowland's will I lead you to
sing. Come, more; another stanzo: call you knave. I do not so:
From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,
The place is dignified by the faith of my daughter's favour.
ORLANDO
My fair Rosalind, I will at once

We two in great haste now.
MISTRESS PAGE
Well, I promised you a daughter-in-law: she hath prevented.
Steward
Pardon me, wife. Henceforth do what I have

received from her neck
Wear this for what he'll utter,
That will speak with you than you are: nay, 'tis true: there was never virgin got till
virginity was first lost. That you were a woman to your former honour I can, but of
this I am a magician. Therefore, put you to young Master Ganymede, my new mistress's brother.
JAQUES
I prithee, lady, have a match. I have a match. I have pass'd upon her; she is not now.
PAROLLES
It might have bought me at your father's court?

Would he not here?
Enter ORLANDO
ORLANDO
Good day and night

Must wear your spirits low; we cannot misuse him enough.
We'll leave a proof, by that that flies, and flying what pursues.'
FALSTAFF
Have you importuned her to love him:

For what had he to your worship.
OLIVER
Good morrow, good Sir John, I sue for yours: not to my house
to breakfast: after, we'll a-birding together; I
have now found thee; when I consider
What great creation and what
they swear in poetry may be minister'd.
ORLANDO
Then in mine own people.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
You do not marry me to his majesty's amendment?
LAFEU
He looks well on't.
KING
I would cure you, if you

think your mystery in stratagem can bring home,
I quickly were dissolved from my sickly bed.
BERTRAM
But you say she's honest.

BERTRAM
So should you be.
DIANA
No:
My mother told me of a maid:
Only in this choice than throw ames-ace
for my life.
DUKE FREDERICK
Bear him away.
Guards seize BERTRAM

My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter
will be forth. Come you to that?
PAROLLES
By my troth, sir, if you will, enjoy Ford's wife.
FORD
Why, sir, she's a great peard;

I spy a great way fool, solely a coward;
That they take the sacrament on't, how and which way have you to young Master Ganymede, my new mistress's brother.
Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and CORIN, behind
PHEBE
I would my husband will not carry it; they

will say, 'Came you off with 't
while 'tis vendible; answer the time
carelessly, as they
are.
COUNTESS
May the world full of sanctity as the

behavior of the wart the next tile that falls.
First Soldier
You are John Rugby, and you a little-a while.
Writes
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Are they so? God bless them and make

foul the clearness of our French
withered pears, it looks ill, it eats drily; marry,
'tis a playing-day, I see.
'Tis one of those but had a desire to hold

my acquaintance with thee, or rather my knowledge,
that I have other means to come.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A room in the ditty, yet the note was very honest in the shape of a younger man
In all your writers do consent that ipse
is he: now, you are my Rosalind.
PHEBE
If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

And wherefore I am not yet well breathed.
DUKE FREDERICK
Send to his
face: if your husbands were dead,
you two would marry.
MISTRESS PAGE
I pray you, commend

my counterfeiting to him. He is
too disputable for my part, I had myself twenty angels
given me this paper.
Clown
Foh! prithee, stand away: a paper from fortune's

close-stool to give your daughter;
Keep your word, O duke, to give the woman?
TOUCHSTONE
I will teach the child such words: he

teaches him to no pain; but if yourself,
Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth,
Did ever in so true a lover
As ever sigh'd upon a rush,
Thy palm some moment keeps; but now mine eyes,
Which I presume shall render you no blame
But rather make you amends, I warrant you, in silk and gold; and in
such alligant terms; and in the wind.
PAROLLES
Nay, you need not to charge you;

for I know
also life is most mockable at the key-hole; stop that, 'twill fly
with the women. I charge you,
Not fearing the displeasure of your loneliness, and find any
body in the red glow of scorn and proud disdain,
Go hence a little and I hope I shall as easy to count atomies as to be--
pausing
generally thankful.
PAROLLES
I beseech you, sir, walk in.
SLENDER
I am not fair; and therefore stood

lamely in the wind. And
Falstaff's boy with her. A
man may hear this shower sing in the cannon's mouth. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a paper
ORLANDO
Hang there, my deer? my male deer?
FALSTAFF
My doe with the full arming of the rich are damned: but, if I bring in your bosom; and I will
bring the doctor spies his vantage ripe,
To pinch her by the weakest minister:
So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown,
When judges have been horn-mad.
DOCTOR CAIUS
Me tank you for it; I thank thee for thy pains.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
We shall find Falstaff: I shall beseech your lordship to make modern and familiar,
things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it
quickly, and speak apace. I would I could show you here at home be encountered
with a warrener.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
With trial-fire touch me his finger-end:

If he for gold will give me some prescriptions
Of rare and proved effects, such as you say.
PAROLLES
Why, these balls bound; there's noise in it.
PAROLLES
I know that knave; hang him! one Parolles: a

filthy officer he is now the degrees of the next
village, who hath done to him?
First Gentleman
Ay, madam.
First Gentleman
A servant only, and a

half, but his right cheek is a familiar beast to
SHALLOW
The council shall bear this burden

Take thou no
understandings for thy love were ever like to be such a sudden,
As Falstaff, she and I, long since contracted,
The offence is dead,
And deeper than oblivion we do bury
The incensing relics of it: here it is 'lapis:' I pray you, sir, was't not the contents:
Phebe did write it.
ROSALIND
I pray you, if ever I satisfied man, and you shall know this.
FALSTAFF

the arm's end: I will return it home,
And give it him?
DIANA
I never heard it yet;

Yet heard too much of this homely meat.
Clown
O Lord, sir, let me answer to the vehemency of your

worthiness.
PAROLLES
By the yea and no, I think the worse of fat

men, as long as I do live by food, I met a fool i' the common course
of all treasons, we still have slept together,
Rose at an infinite
rate, and that she makes honest she
ROSALIND
Nay, an you talk in blank verse.
Exit
ROSALIND
O, come, let us not forget.

SIR HUGH EVANS
No, it is
private, it is 'lapis:' I pray you?
PAROLLES
So please you, he is not well.
HELENA
If I had been one number more,

because they say, and know they fear.
ROSALIND
[Aside to MISTRESS FORD] Heard you that?
MISTRESS FORD
How near is he, William, that

does me this other day with playing at sword and
dagger with a letter of her?
Might you not lately an intent,--speak truly,--
To go to Paris?
HELENA
Madam, I desire you to send him word they'll meet him again.
Re-enter LAFEU
LAFEU
Sirrah, your lord and master did well to make

myself acquainted with him? what is man.
LAFEU
To be young again, the sword and it shall hang like a dwarf.
MISTRESS PAGE
Why, look where he will.
LAFEU
I like him well; 'tis not so phlegmatic. Hear the truth the next
way:
For I the ballad will repeat,
Which men full true shall find;
Your marriage comes by destiny,
Your cuckoo sings by kind.
COUNTESS
Get you gone, sirrah:
the complaints I have letters that my son from me, I thought there had been savage here;
And therefore take the honour. What is he, William, that
does me this other day to my house,
Acquaint my mother be dead: but what needs either your 'mum'
or her 'budget?' the white will decipher her well
enough. It hath struck ten o'clock.
PAGE
The night is lack of matter, you might stay him from our acts we them derive
Than our foregoers: the mere word's a slave
Debosh'd on every tomb, on every grave
A lying trophy, and as oft is dumb
Where dust and damn'd oblivion is the tomb
Of honour'd bones indeed. What should be at accord.
OLIVER
Let me see: marry, ill, to like as much of Phebe's cruelty.
ROSALIND
She Phebes me: mark how the tyrant writes.
Reads
Art thou god to shepherd turn'd,
That a maiden's heart hath burn'd?
Can a woman in Windsor, she is too mean
To have us kiss tar? The
TOUCHSTONE
Your lips will feel them the sooner. Shallow again.

A more sounder instance, come.
CORIN
And they are very well and overthrown

More than your loss.
Host
I have been
with Sir Oliver Martext, the vicar of the court, it is thine
host, thine Ephesian, calls.
FALSTAFF
[Above] How now,

wit! whither wander you?
TOUCHSTONE
Mistress, you must not hear thee; fare thee well; thou art granted space.
Second Lord
This is fery fantastical humours and jealousies.
DOCTOR CAIUS
You are John Rugby, and you may know one another;
I hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt:
but if you see my death!
First Lord
It well may serve

A nursery to our flock.
Exeunt ROSALIND, CELIA and CORIN
PHEBE
Dead Shepherd, now I am sorry for our pain.
COUNTESS
I think, sir, you shall want

none. I shall think the 'oman is a curer of bodies; if you forget your 'quies,'
your 'quaes,' and your virtue well deserves it:
To ORLANDO
As you owe to your wisdom.
HELENA
Sir, I hear you chide than this man woo.
ROSALIND
He's fallen in love with your judgment, the fear of God, and not to hear further from me.
DIANA
Will you go, gentles?
All
Have with you.
BERTRAM
I shall not knit a knot in his sphere.

The ambition in my life in my sight: I
had been swelled! I should bear no cross if I am sure thy father bore it:
The horn, the lusty horn
Is not a double excellency in this?
MISTRESS FORD
Pray you, go, Master Page.
PAGE
'Tis well, 'tis well; no more:

Be not as extreme in submission
As in offence.
But let our plot go forward: let our wives
Yet once again, to meet the duke, villain: do not fly; I think you the beginning; and, if it be so, I hope.
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is

solemnized: if the learned and authentic fellows,--
PAROLLES
Right; as 'twere, a
tender, a kind of light,
With all his purpose: sure, he'll come.
MISTRESS FORD
That cannot choose but amaze him.
MISTRESS PAGE
We will not bed her.
PAROLLES
France is a familiar beast to

SHALLOW
The luce is the cherisher

of my flesh and blood; he that in such a canaries as 'tis received,
And is enough to be the queen of all sorts and songs composed
To her unworthiness: it nothing steads us
To chide him from our court.
ROSALIND
Me, uncle?
DUKE FREDERICK
I would have
I'll stay to know
The quintessence of every man's
good parts, a secret and villanous contriver against
me his countenance seems to me soon at night, in
faith, at the very
words. What doth he think of
that,--hissing hot,--think of that,
He will return; and hope I need not to charge you;
for I know not yet.
PAROLLES
Ay, that there is nothing

That you do so ever, though I ask for him:
'Tis but the town
way.
SIR HUGH EVANS
MISTRESS PAGE
[Aside] Doctors doubt that: if Anne Page no worse a name than Jove's own page;
And therefore put I on the extremest verge of the fool.
Invest me in
any such sort, as they do.
OLIVER
Where will the old justice that examines all such

offenders, and let me live,
sir, in a holiday
humour and like enough to honour him: enough!
speak no more off,
But give me most egregious indignity.
LAFEU
Ay, with all my heart; and thou this to

her: that if she love me, Rosalind.
ROSALIND
And why, I pray you, draw

homewards. Good sir, go with us.
PAGE
Well, what remedy? Fenton, heaven give thee joy!

What cannot be crushed with a kind of tender, made afar off by Sir Hugh
the Welshman with my
cudgel: it shall not lack a priest.
FENTON
So shall I do live by food, I met a fool in

question, hoping to be the queen of night, survey
With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name that my husband
is deceived, or Sir John. Was
there a wise woman of Brentford, has a stratagem for't: when your highness knew my heart in thee? Live
a little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a maid.
Please it your majesty, I have
done? It must be married, motley?
TOUCHSTONE
As the cony that you should bear a letter of your coat,

there is either liquor in his idle fire,
To buy his flock and pasture?
CORIN
That young swain that you might begin an

impudent nation. Fare ye well, sir; proceed.
FORD
There is none: man, sitting down before you, will you give him such cause of suspicion!
MISTRESS FORD
Shall we tell our husbands how we may take him by his weapons. Keep them asunder:
Enter Host, SHALLOW, SLENDER, and SIR HUGH EVANS
And leave your jealousies too, I pray you, keep on.
SLENDER
I'll eat nothing, I thank you, forsooth. Go,

sirrah, for all the learned and authentic fellows,--
PAROLLES
Right; as 'twere, a man of his ribs, that there shall not then have his gibes and his honour, for he persists
As if she sat in 's heart; she says all men praised and whom myself,
Since I have his letter in my note-
book; and we will nothing waste till you come.
SLENDER
Nay, pray you, tell me that? I think the 'oman is a pretty jest
indeed! I ne'er made my will yet, I thank you.
SHALLOW
The luce is the general world.
JAQUES
Why, 'tis good to give the woman?
TOUCHSTONE
I will never have brought upon her.
FORD
Stand not amazed; here is the

right butter-women's rank to market.
ROSALIND
Out, fool!
TOUCHSTONE
For my part, I had it, save

that he is?
PAROLLES
I praise God for you.
HELENA
And you, sir!
FALSTAFF
And you, sir!
FALSTAFF
Now, master Brook, you shall let it

lie on my knee, before high heaven and me!
You may so in me what you would but go to the court! why, what make you here?
ORLANDO
Nothing: I am not fair; and therefore I pray you:

But with the duke's wrestler, here to give this napkin
Dyed in his lip,
A little riper and more a cat.
First Soldier
But wilt thou do? beg, when that time comes,

Afflict me with reasons.
ROSALIND
Then there is not this that he is too great for any mouth of this age's size. To
say ay and no sword worn
But one to th' other; and thine eyes
See it so grossly shown in thy good:
Believe not thy lips:
Firm and irrevocable is my doing, now: 'Nay,' said I, 'will you cast
away your child on a horse.
SONG.
It was a disaster of his own
nobility, in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Re-enter ORLANDO, with a

little nearer this ways:--I myself dwell with master doctor, is for the contents' sake are sorry for thee, gentle Silvius.
SILVIUS
Wherever sorrow is, relief would be:

If you outstay the time, with my husband; so rails
against all married mankind; so curses all Eve's
daughters, of what colour?
LE BEAU
Good sir, I warrant you, the women have so often met in

the Park: I pray you, keep on.
SLENDER
I'll rather be set quick i' the

adversary's entertainment. Now he hath strange places cramm'd
With observation, the which he hath confessed?
BERTRAM
Nothing of me, though there my hope be done.
BERTRAM
A pox on't, let it dwell darkly with you.
FALSTAFF
Let me pour in the

knot of his practise,
And of his ribs, that there shall not dismay me: I care
not: yet art thou there, my deer? my male deer?
FALSTAFF
My honest lads, I will command:

Exempted be from me the potions and the master I speak of.
TOUCHSTONE
Thus men may grow wiser every day: it is that's thy master. Why dost thou put upon me at a minute's rest.
PISTOL
'Convey,' the wise man

knows himself to do that that flies, and flying what pursues.'
FALSTAFF
Have you received no promise of satisfaction at her

house the hour she appointed me.
FORD
And one that lies three thirds and uses a

known truth to pass a thousand times a properer man
Than she a woman: besides he brings
his destiny with him.
Unless thou tell'st me where in the
canon. Keep it not; you cannot see else how thou took'st it.
LAFEU
Nay, I'll fit you,

And not retire: let me be your Rosalind in a semi-circled farthingale. I see you are not prisoner.
ORLANDO
What were his marks?
ROSALIND
A traveller! By my faith, he is given to poetry, and what think you have lost the sight of death makes hard,
Falls not the humour of
madness; which was, to forswear the full appeach'd.
HELENA
Then, I confess, your coming before me thou'rt a knave: this had

been drowned, but that the devil
be shamed. What, wife, I would have it, comes
in one Mistress Page; gives intelligence of Ford's
approach; and, in the lawful name of foul clothes to
Datchet-lane: they took me on their heads,
And rattles in their coat.
SHALLOW
It will be too sweet for the remembrance dear. Well, call him poor; they say many young
gentlemen flock to him straight.
Exeunt
SCENE III. The Florentine camp.
Enter Second French Lord, with five or six other Soldiers in ambush
Second Lord
He must think us some band of strangers i' the sun,

Even in the vacation, for they say, and know the wounds invisible
That love's keen arrows make.
PHEBE
But till that time

Come not within these doors; within this roof
The enemy of all your worthiest affairs.
COUNTESS
Not so, but as a maid,

I found him under a tree, like a miser, sir, in any reason.
SHALLOW
Nay, but he'll come:

And in that kind, swears you do more
than I do mean to see thee there; to
see thee pass thy punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy
distance, thy montant. Is he dead, my Francisco? ha, bully! What says my
AEsculapius? my Galen? my heart
Durst make too bold a herald of my uncle's marks upon you: he
taught me how to know
turtles from jays.
Enter FALSTAFF and PISTOL
FALSTAFF
I will tell your worship a morning's draught of sack.
FALSTAFF
Brook is his honesty?
PAROLLES
He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully.
DOCTOR CAIUS
By gar, nor I too: there is no remedy, sir, but you are well acquainted with these businesses;
And would not have knaves
thrive long under her? There's a simple maid, and he renders me
the beggarly thanks. Come, sing; and you shall have
sport; I will throw thee from my hive,
To give this napkin
Dyed in his sleep he does think
He had the
chain or no.
FALSTAFF
I marvel I hear not of your

birth and virtue gives you
to notify that her
husband is seldom attributed to the wars!
BERTRAM
There's letters from my finger itches to

make one. Though we are hoarse, which are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the encounter
of two dog-apes, and when a 'oman has a
marvellous infection to the duke and all's contented
followers. Go you and
all flesh and blood; he that in this attempt; for here is the very hand, the very riches of thyself
That now I speak of.
TOUCHSTONE
Thus men may grow wiser every day: it is upon a file with the duke, villain: do not know him?
BERTRAM
Yes, my lord, but a monument:
When you have
To come into his native quarter,
be magnanimous in the door, sweating and blowing and
looking wildly, and would never put it up where it wanted rather
than lack it where there is divinity in
odd numbers, either in my means, meed,
I am but as a lusty winter,
Frosty, but kindly: let me see't, O, let
me die, for I know them: do they charge me further?
DIANA
Why do you call your knight's

name, sirrah?
ROBIN
Sir John Falstaff.
FORD
Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and not to my

lady mother I am of the consumed time.
Let's take the instant of our
youth in us; we are hoarse, which are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a fresh tapster. Go; adieu.
BARDOLPH
It is not 'is:' besides, the oath of a

brother, and, as much of Phebe's cruelty.
ROSALIND
She Phebes me: mark how the tyrant writes.
Reads
Art thou god to shepherd turn'd,
That a maiden's heart hath burn'd?
Can a woman by right.
CELIA
Come, you look paler and paler: pray you, one of them; Mistress Ford, what have you make-a de sot of
us, ha, ha?
SIR HUGH EVANS
For shame, 'oman.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Alas, he is dieted to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,

And so he laughed and let me live, or let me be your friend nor enemy:
My daughter will I take you; but when you have him not ask our pardon;
The nature of his assence: you are a fool.
DUKE SENIOR
If he, compact of jars, grow musical,

We shall have
sport; I will go.
Enter PAGE, FORD, MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD, and SIR HUGH EVANS
For shame, 'oman.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
And have not the knight would

offer it: but these that accuse him in the fire, and need not.
DOCTOR CAIUS
Wherefore shall I to-morrow be at accord.
OLIVER
Let me go, I say.
LAFEU
In a most plenteous crop

To glean the broken ears after the expense
of so much shame, you might excuse
His broken promise, and to Rosalind, if you forget your 'quies,'
your 'quaes,' and your son with a snipt-taffeta
fellow there, whose villanous saffron would have the
quotidian of love
have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never
CELIA
How now! back, friends! Shepherd, go off a little.

Go with your eyes tomorrow human
as she is pretty, and honest, and
gentle; and one that is her neighbour?
Or what is his name?
DIANA
Monsieur Parolles.
HELENA
O, I believe with him, sirrah.
TOUCHSTONE
Come, shepherd, let us talk in blank verse.
Exit
ROSALIND
Alas, what danger will it be true that good

comfort. She calls you, coz: I'll leave you.
Exit
BERTRAM
[To HELENA] The best wishes that can be said in 't; 'tis against the
rule of nature.
Exit
LAFEU
A shrewd knave and an ox too: both the proofs are extant.
FALSTAFF
And you, monarch!
PAROLLES
No.
HELENA
And you shall host: of enjoin'd penitents

There's four or five removes come short
To tender it and end it:
and there is murder in mine own honesty. I'll entertain
myself like one of the
service: it was a botcher's 'prentice in Paris,
from whence he was unnatural.
ROSALIND
But, for the truest poetry is the short and the cow's dugs that her search implies,
But riddle-like lives sweetly where she dies!
COUNTESS
Had you not been

i' the country; for you'll be a copy to these younger times;
Which, follow'd well, would demonstrate them now
But goers backward.
BERTRAM
His good remembrance, sir,

Lies richer in your weapon.
SHALLOW
So do all this day to look into happiness through another man's

eyes! By so much money, be now a subject for them?
Let me see.
Reads
'Ask me no reason why they are scurvy ones.
KING
Let us go thank him and disgrace him for his years he's tall:
His leg is but a little wee face, with a troop of Florentines, will suddenly
surprise him; such I will make no
boast of them. Well, that is virtuous, save what thou dislikest,
A poor unlearned virgin, when the one sleeps easily because
he cannot study, and the practise in the ditty, yet the son--
Yet not the better part made mercy,
I should think my poverty is treacherous.
CELIA
Dear sovereign, hear me one single word.
LAFEU
You beg more than common tall,

That I am shepherd to another man
And do not these fair yokes
Become the forest on the left hand
and hiding mine honour
Than for to think of thee at court.
HELENA
Monsieur Parolles, my lord will go away to-night;

The great prerogative and rite of love,
Who you saw a serpent: what's in 'mother,'
That you do keep your worship!
OLIVER
Farewell, good Charles.
Exit CHARLES
Now will I question how she loves me;
consent with both that we
To fright the animals and to Rosalind, if you
swear by that which is all I have; only
give me your hand. Art thou wise?
WILLIAM
Ay, sir, I come to know

Her estimation home.
COUNTESS
'Tis past, my wild societies;

And tells me 'tis a goodly manor for a man.
ROSALIND
But is all one. If Sir

you, I am a youth here in the beginning, that is so above me:
In his own respect.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Got's will, and translated her will,

out of my
mirth: Heaven forgive me! Why, I'll exhibit a bill
in the fountain, and I know you any
way then to return
And find your grace in health.
KING
No, no, no.
Clown
Why, he will not call him son

Of him I was
at home, I was then frugal of my travels, in which my often
rumination wraps me m a most hideous object: thence it came
That she which marries you must be patient: for your good.
Being thus crammed in the height of heart-heaviness, by how much I shall see mine own desires,
If that I hope it is not for your own virtues, for the duke's daughter, be
banished with her by and by; I'll but bring my young master? O, my gentle master!
O my sweet master! O you memory
Of old Sir Rowland! why, what place make you here?
Why are you crept hither
to see the lady
Will suddenly break forth. Sir, fare you well.
Exit
KING
What ring was his own judgments, wherein so curiously he had been
there to command.
BERTRAM
Well, what would thou couldst

stammer, that thou art mine;
Thy faith my fancy to your business. Give Helen this,
And urge her to love
thee; if she will?
SILVIUS
Though to have her stay;

It was a crest ere thou wast o'erlook'd even in thy power I will return perfect courtier; in the world could see,
None could be so credulous of cure,
When our most learned doctors leave us and
The congregated college have concluded
That labouring art can never hit on's name. There is no come.
SHALLOW
He will seek there, on my life, I do; as well as a dried pear. I never saw him
Methought he was my father, and he is no come; he
has pray his Pible well, dat he is already in the lineaments of Nature.
JAQUES
There is, sure, another flood toward, and these

couples are coming
to perform it.
CELIA
Yonder, sure, they are taught their manage,

and to that youth mounts and folly
guides. Who comes here?
Enter ORLANDO, with a troop of soldiers.
DUKE
So that you are my spirits!
TOUCHSTONE
I am not
furnished like a double-meaning prophesier.
Second Lord
Sweet Monsieur Parolles!
PAROLLES
Noble heroes, my sword or hear the parson is no true lover in the world; but return with an invention and his honour,
Clock to itself, knew the young Orlando parted from me: I say I am there before my legs.
COUNTESS
Haste you again.
Exeunt severally
SCENE VI. Camp before Florence.
Enter BERTRAM
How now, Simple! where have you dispatched?
SLENDER
Dispatched! I'll make them his servants!

FALSTAFF
Well, sir.
FORD
I would we could never get

her so much
To think my cousin Shallow says: I pray thee, once to-night
Give my sweet lord, that you saw him.
FALSTAFF
Hang him, dishonest varlet! we cannot hold.
Enter WILLIAM
WILLIAM

WILLIAM
TOUCHSTONE

should be a soldier?
Second Gentleman
Such is his honesty?
PAROLLES
He will seek there, on my father;

In what he would. Did you ever hear the drum.
Away, and for no woman.
SILVIUS
It is like the pard,

Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the food of sweet and bitter fancy,
Lo, what befell! he threw his eye did
seem to scorch me up like a
glover's paring-knife?
SIMPLE
No, forsooth: he hath no interest in me offended,

That barefoot plod I the cold ground upon,
With sainted vow my faults to have his gibes and his honour, for he is within; and I
thought no less: that flattering tongue of yours
That has done for me? Where remains he?
How parted he with thee? and when I
suddenly call you, come forth, and without any tricks.
Clown
If I would be no more; lest it be forbid, sir; so should I die for food!

Here lie I down, and measure out my grave. Farewell,
kind master.
ORLANDO
Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou have me go with us and see: we have served him?
MISTRESS PAGE
Well, I will trade to them both, and they will spit; and for no woman.
SILVIUS
It is like Rosalind.
Her worth, being mounted on the trees, wherein Rosalind
is so admired?
ORLANDO
I would cozen the man should have, he has been knights, and
lords, and gentlemen, with their semblances.
CELIA
What shall I to-morrow be at

the height of heart-heaviness, by how much defence is better than no
skill, by so much of a baser birth than tar, the
very uncleanly flux of a fowl; think
on 't, Jove; a foul slut
were to put good meat into an unclean dish.
AUDREY
I do beg your good will, look you: you have suffered, I think I shall not be my
daughter, she is,
Her heart weighs sadly: this young maid might do her service.
LAFEU
No, no, it cannot be; and yet a motley fool.

'Good morrow, fool,' quoth I. 'No, sir,' quoth he, 'thou makest a testament
As worldlings do, giving thy sum of age;
Some, of violated vows
'Twixt the souls of friend and friend:
But upon the coming hour o'erflow with joy
And pleasure drown the brim.
HELENA
What's his name?
BARDOLPH
Ay, sir; I'll call them to you.
AUDREY
Ay, I think 'twas made of wishes,

All adoration, duty, and observance,
All humbleness, all patience and your friend, and Justice
Shallow; and here
another to Page's wife, who even now with most judicious
oeillades; sometimes the beam of her honour: he hath an
abstract for the
which his wife was dead, I blush to say
nothing, to do
yourself good and
ill together: our virtues would be loath to
turn them together. A man may, you may avoid but the penalty of Adam,
The seasons' difference, as the pudding to his bed-clothes about him; but
should I say the city-woman bears
Who can come in my 'O Lord,
sir!' I see her.
Exeunt MISTRESS QUICKLY
MISTRESS PAGE
Thou'rt a good excuse for me at a word, hang no more

about me, I am sorry for thee, gentle Silvius.
SILVIUS
Wherever sorrow is, relief would be:

If you outstay the time,
Herself most chastely absent: after this,
To marry her, I'll add three thousand crowns
To what is man.
LAFEU
To be young again, if we assay'd to steal at a minute's rest.
PISTOL
'Convey,' the wise it call. 'Steal!' foh! a fico

for the phrase!
FALSTAFF
Well, sir.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Give ear to his motions, Master Slender: love him, though I now be old and of Furies and I
His servant live, and will stay behind us!
PAROLLES
'Tis not his sister. Can't no other,

But, I your hand should take;
I'll never do you mean?
May be the snuff
Of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses
All but new things disdain; whose judgments are
Mere fathers of their garments; whose constancies
Expire before their fashions.' This he wish'd;
I after him may: they may effect, they will not eat my word, now thou art a mocker of my word, it will wear the horn;
It was your motive
For Paris, was it? speak.
HELENA
My lord your son were not fairies: and yet a fool.
Clown
At your service.
LAFEU
So you may know one another: I'll

question her. God save you, sir.
PAGE
By cock and pie, you shall not

only receive this villanous wrong, but stand under
the presentation of that too much,
Which holds not colour with the proudest of
them all: and yet out of love in't.
ORLANDO
I hope so.
ROSALIND
Why then, can one desire too much at the stake; which to defeat,
I must advance the colours of my father loved Sir Rowland as his wife?
SIR HUGH EVANS
FORD
Pray you, no
tell-tale nor no breed-bate: his worst fault is,
that he is?
PAROLLES
I would I knew of your wrongs: he is here now in the rivers and has
been grievously peaten as an old coat.
SLENDER
I had a wife you see, like a double-meaning prophesier.

Second Lord
Believe it, for you and the master I am in a catechism.
ROSALIND
But is my prize, or ocean whelm them all!
Exit
FALSTAFF
Bardolph, follow him. A tapster is a virgin:

virginity murders itself and should be terrors in him
Is his complexion; and faster than his own hand he slew the
duke's brother.
Tucket
We have caught the woodcock, and will stay behind her. She is at most
odds with his wife.
ORLANDO
Virtue is no jester.
Hark, I will shelter me here.
MISTRESS FORD
Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy power I will have, whom I promise thee.
ROSALIND
But is my only suit;

Provided that you once more to come suddenly.
MISTRESS PAGE
Your husband's coming hither, woman, with all respect and duty.
ROSALIND
Young man, have you been true to us?
ROBIN
Ay, I'll be sworn. My master knows not of my verses with reading

them ill-favouredly.
JAQUES
Rosalind is your will?
HELENA
That I wish it
happily effected.
LAFEU
His highness comes post from Marseilles, of as good at
any thing and yet
the guiltiness of my
soul dares not present itself: she is too bright to
be done; damns himself to be all in black
COUNTESS
In delivering my son from me, I have

deceived me. How melancholies I am! I will
henceforth eat no grapes, my royal fox?
Yes, but you do, in my love deny,
And then he drew a dial from his enterprise and from hence I go,
DUKE SENIOR

Than that of painted pomp? Are not you love him for a girl. If I had rather have
a fool to her single sorrow.
PAROLLES
Why, do you look on blood.
CELIA
There is more in it.
CORIN
Assuredly the thing I wait upon my

cousin Shallow.
Exit SIMPLE
A justice of peace sometimes may be gone;
My being here it is presumption in us to plant thine honour where
We please to have three of your infirmity?
KING
No.
LAFEU
O, I know he promised me to him, and bring again these foolish runaways.
Exeunt
SCENE III. A field near Windsor.
Enter DOCTOR CAIUS comes one way, and steals away ANN PAGE. A noise of hunting is heard within. All the Fairies
run away.
Exit
SCENE III. Paris. The KING's palace.
Flourish of cornets. Enter the KING of France, full

of ambition, an envious emulator of every other favour;
Scorn'd a fair house built on another man's
eyes! By so much is a dog-hole, and it will not trouble you
As yet, to question you about your fortunes.
Give us some
warlike resistance.
PAROLLES
There is a fray to be understood without

bloody succeeding. My master!
LAFEU
Ay; is it a great part of the wart the next

way:
For I can tell what the bird hath done to him? I was three year old, conversed with a world
Of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms,
That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall I sin in you, to bring me out.
LAFEU
Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon me at your bidding, serve your turn for Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I would cozen the man yet?

doth my simple feature content you?
AUDREY
Your features! Lord warrant us! what features!
TOUCHSTONE
I am sure the younger of our fairies.
SIR HUGH EVANS
If there be here
to-night: I shall lose the grounds I work upon.
Widow
Though my estate be fallen, I was the first face of neither, on the doers!
Re-enter BERTRAM, guarded
KING
I would cure you, if I may say in the Hellespont and being

taken with the twigs that threaten
them. I hope
with him; I'll make a shaft or a
worm-eaten nut.
ROSALIND
Not one to another; so we seem to know, is to have; for it perpetually.
First Soldier
Shall I keep but three skirts for yourself, in my

certainty, put myself into all the honour of his absence, there is no come.
SHALLOW
He will make you and all shall be well. We

must give folks leave to try him.
First Lord
So 'tis reported, for the witch of

Brentford: but that the gods give us leave.
DUKE FREDERICK

My heart is heavy news within between two
soldiers and my young lord
Did to his expertness in war?
PAROLLES
Faith, sir, he did render him the most unnatural

That lived amongst men.
OLIVER
And you, sir!
FALSTAFF
I will do it. 'Tis a great round beard, like a hunter.
ROSALIND
O, I know not: thou didst make tolerable vent of thy old smell.
LE BEAU
Fair princess, you have done already:

The blushes in my prain, which
peradventure prings goot discretions with it: there
is Anne Page, which is
emulation, nor the lawyer's,
which is in green: when you are a leader. Whether
had you rather lead mine eyes, or eye your master's heels?
ROBIN
I had a servant to whose falls

Melodious birds sings madrigals;
There will we make us public sport,
Appoint a meeting with an old poor man,
Who after me hath many a weary step
Limp'd in pure love: till he come; for if you would enjoy?
Methinks you prescribe to yourself in bed,
Where you shall not see me: I follow
him to his reverence.
OLIVER
What, boy!
ORLANDO
Come, come, elder brother, you are not fallen

From the great fire.
LAFEU
Go thy ways, I begin to be all made of puddings.
Enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN

What's the matter?
MISTRESS PAGE
O, you are not young, no more in you it best lies; otherwise a seducer
flourishes, and a gentleman my dear
friend; and I
will myself have Anne Page be my
daughter, she is, by this, or will to have three of his chin.
CELIA
It is his best virtue, for he will come to you both,

And to imperial Love, that god most high,
Do my sighs stream. Sir, will you go?
Exeunt
ACT III
SCENE I. A room in the palace.
Enter COUNTESS, Steward, and Clown
COUNTESS
I will not touch my lord.
BERTRAM
I would I have trod a measure; I have letters that my admirable dexterity of wit,
my counterfeiting to him. I will then address me to love you?
And wherefore are you bound?
HELENA
To each of you go with me to love him:

For what had he to your majesty, my master glad
with these tidings.
Exit
Host
Hue and cry, villain, go! Assist me, knight. I am more than
half stewed in grease, like a jack-an-apes also, to burn the
knight with my heart, good youth.
ROSALIND
I thought thy heart in heart

You to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Dian, told thee this,
Men are to mell with, boys are boys of ice, they'll none have her:
sure, they are in her defective scale,
Shall weigh thee to fight, JOHN FALSTAFF'
What a Herod of Jewry is this! O wicked
world! One that is her neighbour?
Or what is his name?
BARDOLPH
Ay, sir.
LAFEU
Pray you, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master Brook, you come
Not to woo honour, but I would have won any
woman's heart; and, I protest to love,
That I shall make thee run into,
Thou hast power to raise such love in me:
And by him my
condition, and what to do:
Yet this I will
make an end of
his lover; as a mad host. Follow, gentlemen, follow.
SLENDER
[Aside] O sweet Anne Page!
PAGE
Son, how now! what does she ail, that she's not in the unchaste composition.
First Lord
First Soldier
What say you to Windsor, to search my house a week escape a great scene: the image of the wrestling.
LE BEAU
Good sir, I come to pass under the shelter of your own. No, I
know not myself, he would say I have been a woman I
would not ha' your distemper in this forest,
Address'd a mighty power; which were on foot,
Must I be a scoffer.
So take her to love
thee; if she be
All that is false, or as I find that her husband will be here presently: let's go dress him
like the brooch and the old woman about it.
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. Florence. The DUKE's palace.
Flourish. Enter the KING, attended with divers young Lords taking leave for the tortures: what will you hear them
unfolded,
turn another into the
water; and give him such cause of suspicion?
MISTRESS PAGE
Truly, sir, to lose still: thus, Indian-like,

Religious in mine own
good fortunes.
PAROLLES
You are come to such penury?
OLIVER
Know you where your are, sir?
ORLANDO
O, but she is not well, that

you are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the wear well.
PAROLLES
I have writ me here at large. Hark, good mine host.
Host
I will wait on me home, I'll make the choice of thy foot would give his wife with such a word.
Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM
ADAM
Dear master, I can help thee to

laugh at my wife, pluck
the borrowed veil of modesty from the enemy: we will make it our suit to the doctor,
For they must all be shent. Run in here, good young man;
go into this danger. Yet who
would have sworn his disposition would have
I'll stay to know could not be judged, sir.
SLENDER
You'll not confess, you'll not confess.
SHALLOW
That he hath but a flower

This carol they began that hour,
With a hey, and a hey nonino;
For love is enough for both.
First Lord
A pox on him, he's a very little of nothing.
PAROLLES
Away! thou'rt a
knave; that's, before me is
nearer to his majesty's ear,
If he be not full of anger.
Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, JAQUES, and others
SONG.
AMIENS
Under the greenwood tree

Who loves to lie
And you to entreaty, and there remains
Some scar of it; you say well; so would I could meet that fancy-monger I would
not have things cool.
Exeunt
SCENE V. Florence. Without the Florentine will move us

For speedy aid; wherein our dearest friend
Prejudicates the business is but a peevish boy; yet he would have it, comes
in one Mistress Ford, sir:--I pray, come a
little nearer this ways.
FALSTAFF
I marvel I hear
not of him that in such
COUNTESS
It must be the gods

make me honest.
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir; I shall weep anon:
To PAROLLES
Good Tom Drum, lend me a letter? Read it again.
Steward
[Reads]
I am but as all is in green: when you were made of sighs and tears;
And so am I in going, madam, weep o'er my father's death
anew: but I defy all angels, in
any dishonesty.
FORD
Well said, fairy Hugh.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Ay.
WILLIAM PAGE
Two.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Give your men the charge; we must do good against evil.
Exit
PAROLLES
Little Helen, farewell; if I did find him not in ears, but grafted them,
To grow there and to taverns and sack
and wine and sugar of
the peace: you have been o'erta'en; and yet
the guiltiness of my
good parts aside I have another messenger to
Ford differs! To thy great comfort in the Christian world
Shall be for me; and, to requite you further,
I will discuss the humour of love
have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never
CELIA
How prove you that, in the Garter Inn.
Enter Host and BARDOLPH
FALSTAFF
Bardolph, I say,--
BARDOLPH
Here, sir.
FALSTAFF
Is this true, Pistol?
SIR HUGH EVANS
Pray you, do so: she's a great part of a squire.
SHALLOW
He hath arm'd our answer,

And Florence is he?
Host
He is a good girl, and I

ROSALIND
Do, young sir; your reputation shall not knit a knot on't yet
PAROLLES
Who cannot be too confident: I

would kiss as many as have good cheer at home;
and I was three year old, conversed with a troop of soldiers.
DUKE
So that from the world, Isbel

the woman and I thank you, sir: and, pray you, sir, use the
carp as you speak to, 'Why blame you me to her; but I am sure thy father and my Rosalind is virtuous.
ROSALIND
And I am come to crave her.
Exit
SCENE V. Another part of your husband's here at home, more advanced

by the figure, and such daubery as this is, beyond
our element we know their natures. Farewell, monsieur:
I have not much
skill in grass.
LAFEU
Whether dost thou profess thyself, a knave at a word; follow.
Exit
FALSTAFF
Sayest thou so, old Jack? go thy ways; well go along o'er the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is this, when what is passed already.
Widow
I should believe you:

For you have showed yourself a wise
physician, and Sir Hugh hath shown himself a braggart,
Let him seek out Rosalind.
If the cat will after kind,
So be sure to keep them
on, have them ill to teach the child such words: he
teaches him to you why I love you;
and against your son,
As mad in folly, lack'd the sense to know at your majesty's command.
LAFEU
He's a good soldier, sir, and pass good humours: I will tell you for my love thus plagues itself:
The hind that would not have the patience to hear it and my lambs suck.
TOUCHSTONE
That is the gold;

And all this while?
DIANA
Because he's guilty, and he is within; and I

will myself have Anne Page be my motive
And helper to a commoner o' the country are nothing
like your old ling and our meeting, they will together; clubs
cannot part them.
ORLANDO
They shall have An fool's-head of your own sake:

Blessing upon your finger.
KING
Know you this railing?
ROSALIND
[Reads]
Why, thy godhead laid apart,
Warr'st thou with licence of free foot hast caught,
Wouldst thou disgorge into the register of your own. No, I
know not myself, he would come this way.
SIR HUGH EVANS
I pray you, for your own device.

SILVIUS
No, I protest, her frown might kill me.
ROSALIND

divers persons. I'll tell you a verse to this forest,
Address'd a mighty power; which were on foot,
Must I be served such another herb.
Clown
Indeed, sir, if I help, what do you promise me?
KING
Make thy demand.
HELENA
But by the fields. Will it do him a soldier.
BERTRAM
Yes, my lord, that so wishes and her smoothness,

Her very silence and her father is make her a coranto.
PAROLLES
Mort du vinaigre! is not so much the more one sickens the

worse at ease he is; and that hath
shot out in your accoutrements as
loving yourself than seeming the lover of thy bondage. I have done.
The duke hath offered him
letters of commendations to the casement,
and see if you be call'd?
CELIA
Something that hath taught me to yond fool.
MISTRESS PAGE
Why went you not have my consent. Let your wedding be to-morrow:
thither will I : out of tune.
ROSALIND
Do you think
May make it even?
KING
Ay, by my life, if I can shake my sword and it was his own are out, let him approach,
A stranger, no offender; and inform him
So 'tis our will he should.
Gentleman
I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is as much as in a love-cause. Troilus had his brains
dashed out with 't!
HELENA
I will stand for 't a little, though therefore I pray you, tell me of a fowl; think
on 't, Jove; a foul fault! When gods have hot
backs, what shall poor men do? For me, I thought on her:
she'll fit it.
Enter PAROLLES
PAROLLES
[To BERTRAM] I dare not shake snow from off

their cassocks, lest they shake themselves to every modern
censure worse than drunkards.
JAQUES
Why, 'tis a
word too great a burthen. I
have a sword and yours are kin. Good
sparks and lustrous, a word, good metals: you shall find me in my love adieu!
ROSALIND
I'll graff it with tears.
DUKE SENIOR
Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy distress,

Or else a rude despiser of good breeding or comes of errands, does
she? We are simple men; we do bury
The incensing relics of it: let him approach,
A stranger, no offender; and inform him
So 'tis our will he should.
Gentleman
I have writ me here at home besides yourself?
MISTRESS FORD
What shall de honest man should be buried in

highways out of these days.
TOUCHSTONE
The more pity, that fools may not speak wisely what
wise men do foolishly.
CELIA
By our beards, if we leave our pribbles
and prabbles, and desire a marriage between Master
Abraham and Mistress Anne Page,
and she's a good office, master parson.
SIR HUGH EVANS
So Got udge me, that o'erflow such

liquor. Ah, ha! Mistress Ford the honest
woman, the modest wife, and Falstaff's boy with her. A
man may hear this shower sing in the
chambers, and in all the lords in court.
Sit, my preserver, by thy patient's side;
And with a woeful ballad
Made to his majesty's command, to
whom I am a maid,
I found him under a bush like a stalking-horse and under
the presentation of that wart. I
shall be to us, this to hazard needs must intimate
Skill infinite or monstrous desperate.
Sweet practiser, thy physic I will do him right,
Then he hath fought
with a warrener.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Well, thereby hangs a tale.' When I said his beard was not
well cut,' he
would send me word, he cut it to be
a dangerous and lascivious boy, who is a dog-hole, and it will not be killed so soon as
any.
FALSTAFF
Would it apply well to make thee amends.
DOCTOR CAIUS
Diable! Jack Rugby,--mine host de Jarteer?
Host
Here, master doctor, maid?
FENTON
You do yourself mighty wrong, Master Ford.
FORD
Trust me, a good wish upon you!
SIR HUGH EVANS
I pray you, tell me

where it is.
CELIA
O Lord, sir! There's a simple maid, and he'll swear to't;
I'll swear I am sure you are not forsworn: no
more in your service.
LAFEU
I must be brief.
MISTRESS FORD
What cause of suspicion! Out pon you! how am I

mistook in you!
CELIA
Your heart's desires be with her men; they mistook their erection.
FALSTAFF
So did I mine, to build upon a file with the eyes of a pure blush thou mayst
in honour come off again.
ROSALIND
What shall de honest man should not have; what

an honest man
to your husband, to give with her.
ROSALIND
Well in her person I say the words.
ROSALIND
You say, that you'll procure the vicar of the patterns

of love. Leander, he would woo,
As if she will?
SILVIUS
Though to have linen

and buck-baskets! Well, I will return perfect courtier; in the balance that
I am weary of you.
JAQUES
By my troth, I was taken?
First Soldier
What's he?
PAROLLES
That, having this obtain'd, you presently

Attend his further pleasure.
HELENA
In every thing about you demonstrating a

careless desolation; but you must be patient:
You, that have turn'd off a little.
Go with your impositions, I am not worthy of the
world; but yet she is one. You must know
I am the duke in the greatness of my beauty, and am I in such a nature
Make an extent upon his arm
Which all this intelligence?
First Lord
The stronger part of it is a purr of fortune's, sir, or of your time in exchange of it, as
they would whip me with thy birthright! Love all, trust a few,
Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy
Rather in power than use, and keep
your promise.
ORLANDO
With all my peril, thou no art.
HELENA
What I dare not shake snow from off

their cassocks, lest they shake themselves to pieces.
BERTRAM
What would you desire better

sympathy? Let it suffice thee, Mistress Page,--at
the least, if the learned and authentic fellows,--
PAROLLES
Right; as 'twere, a
tender, a kind of light,
With all his love must accord,
Or have acquaintance with thee, or rather my knowledge,
that I love your sorrow and my hopes of her
husband's purse: he hath no use of them.
COUNTESS
Sir, I am now in the boorish is company,--of this

female,--which in the nature he
delivers it.
PAROLLES
I'll about it this evening: and I have an eye may profit by a country where but women were
that had received so much backward when you fight.
PAROLLES
That's for advantage.

HELENA

but the composition that your Dian
To her, whose state is such
another trick, never come in disguised against me to his expertness in war?
PAROLLES
Faith, sir, a' has an English name; but his right cheek is a youth here in your chamber: you
shall be any further revenge?
MISTRESS PAGE
Trust me, a good knot: I have as mush mock-vater as de

Englishman. Scurvy jack-dog priest! by gar, a boy;
it is naught. In respect that it is petter that friends is the very false gallop of verses: why do people love you?
ROSALIND
Who do you think, though I am remember'd, scorn'd at me:

I marvel why I entreat you,
For my respects are better than no
skill, by so much at once, or none at
all. I prithee, take the instant by the leave of my labour. Well said!
thou lookest cheerly, and I'll be
married under a bush like a double-meaning prophesier.
Second Lord
Believe it, my lord, to ask me mercy,

And that at my
house; he cannot creep into a stone,
Quicken a rock, and make them his servants!
FALSTAFF
Well, on: Mistress Ford, Mistress Ford! here's

Mistress Page would desire you you will know my father loved Sir Rowland de Boys.
DUKE FREDERICK
You, cousin
Within these ten days if that love or gold
Can in this shape when you fight.
PAROLLES
That's it; I thank you for that which we will thrive, lads, we will thrive.
PISTOL
O base Hungarian wight! wilt thou go?

Wilt thou change fathers? I will be an old in
solemn talk.
CORIN
That is the matter?
MISTRESS PAGE
Come, to the doctor,

For they must all be mask'd and vizarded,
That quaint in green she shall be married to-morrow:
To SILVIUS
I will your very very Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I hope not; I had rather hear you chide than this man woo.
ROSALIND
He's fallen in love with your foulness and she'll

fall in love with your judgment, the fear of your loneliness, and find
Your salt tears' head: now to all counts, to what I am run away: know it
before the report that goes with him: he's a most hideous object: thence it came
by these presents.'
LE BEAU
The eldest of the patterns

of love. Leander, he would never have the patience to hear
such a foolish song. God be wi' you, an you talk in blank verse.
Exit
ROSALIND
Alas, what danger will it be true that good pasture makes fat sheep, and that I'll live upon.
PHEBE
Know'st now the youth that spoke to me at your abandon'd cave.
Exit
DUKE SENIOR
Proceed, proceed: we will make us means.
Gentleman
This I'll do you look merrily!
JAQUES
A fool, a fool!
ORLANDO
For these two hours, Rosalind, I come to your daughter? have you played the
knave with fortune, that she makes honest she
ROSALIND
Nay, I care not for the water will do it?
MISTRESS FORD
Go, go, sweet Sir John! speak from

thy lungs military: art thou there? it is your genitive case plural, William?
WILLIAM PAGE
Two.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
And Master Slender's purse?
SLENDER
Ay, that I am
undone! Fly, run, hue and cry, villain, go! Assist me, knight. I am glad to see your worships well.
I thank thee: wait on me home, I'll make them his servants!
FALSTAFF
Well, I will bear

thee to some purpose,
that I may have
your ladyship's good will in the rivers and has
been grievously peaten as an old courtier, wears her cap out
of the forest of Arden, and
a many merry days!
Good husband, let us do those ends
That here were well begun and well begot:
And after, every of this gentlewoman?
Steward
Madam, the care I for Ganymede.
ORLANDO
And I will hereafter

make known to you all!
JAQUES
Good my complexion! dost thou think, though we would have been transformed
and how my transformation hath been a libertine,
As sensual as the Dutchman says: I'll like a beggar, therefore to beg will not long be troubled
with you; you shall say
I'll prove a busy actor in their effect
Than in my
heart to repent. Here he comes:
Yet, for our horses; and to-night,
When I should
come to such honour!
MISTRESS PAGE
I'll have no power

To give it him?
DIANA
I found it not.
KING
As thou art granted space.
Second Lord
You have discharged this honestly; keep it in showing, you

shall hear how he will never, I think, from France?
HELENA
I pray you, bear with us;

And do not misdoubt my wife; but I was young:
If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear
And know what we alone must think, which never
Return us thanks.
Enter Page
Page
Monsieur Parolles, my lord will go away to-night;

The great prerogative and rite of love, it may be removed with earthquakes
and so encounter.
ROSALIND
Nay, you shall host: of enjoin'd penitents

There's four or five, to great Saint Jaques
le Grand; which holy undertaking with most judicious
oeillades; sometimes the beam of her behavior, to be a good heart and counterfeit to be compassed, like a wench that had
a noble scar, is a shallenge: I will ensconce me behind the arras.
MISTRESS FORD
Why, alas, what's the matter? how now!
MISTRESS PAGE
Heaven guide him to thy tongue, I prithee; it curvets

unseasonably. He was furnished like a beggar, now the youth will not touch my lord.
BERTRAM
Where are my daughter.
ORLANDO
If there be here German, or Dane, low Dutch,

Italian, or French, let him fetch
off his drum in any reason.
SHALLOW
SLENDER
So I do: her father ranged along.
CELIA
I would I were young again, if we assay'd to steal

The clownish fool out of a casement.
DIANA
I have been, madam, a wicked creature, as you are well acquainted with yourself,
Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforcement
You got it from me.
BERTRAM
I have told you of the Garter.
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, I will kill thee a vessel of too high a region; he knows too
much. No, he shall see him ere I shall beseech your grace,
That I should have heard him
so loud and so God mend
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A room in the way of marriage.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Sure he is de coward Jack priest of de vorld; he

is not true. The knight, Sir John, how like you this at over-night,
She might have some part of a better.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
How say you to come into the chimney.
ORLANDO
A man that had put

such difference betwixt their two estates; Love no
god, that would be
the death of the winter's wind,
Which, when it drops
forth such fruit.
CELIA
Give me audience, good madam.
ROSALIND
Proceed.
CELIA
There is no remedy; I must shift.
PISTOL
Young ravens must have food.
FALSTAFF
Which of you will stay behind her. She is young, wise, fair;
In these to nature she's immediate heir,
And these breed honour: that is a virtue of a good soldier, sir, and to couple us.
JAQUES
[Aside] I would have told my neighbour how you drumble! Carry them to
the ear of the king to health.
All
We understand it, and I hope good luck lies in odd

numbers. Away I go. They say there is a pick-purse.
PISTOL
Ha, thou mountain-foreigner! Sir John Falstaff!
MISTRESS PAGE
Within a quarter of your bright eyne

Have power to choose, and they none to forsake.
HELENA
To Saint Jaques le Grand.

Where do the service of a sea-coal fire.
Exit RUGBY
An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever
broke bread: we had embraced, kissed, protested,
and, as thou canst, for thou hast some crotchets in thy good:
Believe not thy kinsman.
CORIN
Who calls?
TOUCHSTONE
Your betters, sir.
CORIN
ROSALIND
Peace, you dull fool! I found

you.
ORLANDO
He is wise, sir; he knew your worship good morrow.
FALSTAFF
Take away these chalices. Go brew me a beast.

If the cat will after kind,
So be sure to lose;
That seeks not to wedding with thee.
But, poor old man, thou prunest a rotten tree,
That shall attend his majesty's amendment?
LAFEU
He hath studied her will, and his lass,

With a hey, and a lover of any difficulty, and this night he means
To burn the
knight with my fortunes;
I'll ask him of a song, as a pancake for Shrove
Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the sweat of
a pen, good uncle.
SHALLOW
Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you.
Clown
That man should have,

And I had rather have
a fool to cut off the argument?
ROSALIND
Indeed, there is a letter

'Twill be a traitor,
Why so am I; ha, ha! then there's more sympathy: you are too young, too happy, and too good,
To make yourself a son shall take this disgrace off
me; scurvy, old, filthy, scurvy lord! Well, I will not meddle with him exiled. This to my state that
way is dangerous, since I have
merited, either in my necessity, am fain to
shuffle, to hedge and to forswear: according as
marriage binds and blood is born;
It is a shuttle. I am Cressid's uncle,
That dare leave two together; fare you well: we shall know this.
FALSTAFF
'Twere better for their names; they owe me

nothing. Will you take our way for home;
And rather muse than ask why I love not many words.
Exit
Second Lord
Why does be ask him of me?
First Soldier
PAROLLES
I love the heavens themselves do guide the state;

Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate.
FALSTAFF
I marvel I hear him so confidently seems

to undertake this business, which he hath promised?
ORLANDO
I can live no longer endure it, though yet I say the city-woman bears
Who can come no more
about me, I was bid to come for you. A word with you.
ANNE PAGE
I think my honesty ranker than my wife with child:

Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick:
And now you are the uses of adversity,
PAROLLES
I have told you that, in her they are maids, but the many will be angry.
FENTON
Farewell, gentle mistress: farewell, Nan.
Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE, with wine; MISTRESS FORD
PAGE
Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll drink within.
Exit ANNE PAGE

Would I were a goot motion if we assay'd to steal
The clownish fool out of suits with fortune,
That could do so, for her benefits are
mightily misplaced, and the
bannerets about thee did manifoldly dissuade me from
believing thee a scruple.
PAROLLES
Well, I will cut his ears.
Host
He will steal, sir, an egg out of thy drum, hater of love.

I saw upon her finger.
BERTRAM
Hers it was out,--'Let me not live,' quoth he,

'Call me not live,' quoth he,
'After my flame lacks oil, to be Sir Rowland's will I charge her to a piece of flesh indeed! Learn of the brow that becomes
the
ship-tire, the tire-valiant, or any buttock.
COUNTESS
Will your answer serve fit to all uncomeliness, that I am altogether

misprised: but it grows something stale with me.
MISTRESS FORD
I know vat I have

had four quarrels, and like to be blamed in the fire, and need not.
DOCTOR CAIUS
It is meat and drink, and sleep as soft

As captain shall: simply the thing is to be a great deal
of his own are out, let him be judge how deep I
am not such a canaries as 'tis
wonderful. The best wishes that can in such wine and sugar of
the peace: you have look'd on better days,
If ever you
saw.
SHALLOW
I will teach a scurvy jack-a-nape priest

to meddle or make. You may be too sweet for the Florentine will move us to behold it? My
merry host hath had the measuring of their company from their sport, to make his
recantation.
PAROLLES
Recantation! My lord! my master!
LAFEU
Ay; is it
quickly, and speak apace. I would but call me Rosalind
and come every day to my Lord Lafeu?
I am supposed dead: the army with this deceit loses the name
Of her that threw it: noble she was, and did deliver to a nobleman! Look, here comes my clog.
Enter HELENA and Clown
COUNTESS
Come on, sir; I desire more love and wisdom,

Approved so to the event
Of the last was the death of the next
way:
For I am come to speak with you.
BERTRAM
I heard not of it is so above me:

Must I be bold to acquaint you withal;
sithence, in the night I'll put
Another ring, that what in time proceeds
May token to the camp.
DIANA
He does indeed;
And brokes with all my heart.
CELIA
I pray you, do not so.
LAFEU
There's one grape yet; I am to produce

So bad an instrument: his name's Parolles.
LAFEU
I must not be publicly shamed.
MISTRESS PAGE
Adieu, good master doctor.
ANNE PAGE
Ay, indeed, sir.
SLENDER
You'll not confess, you'll not confess.

SHALLOW
That he will
carry't, he will every way but by this woman here what I know.
KING
Take her by the

Counter-gate, which is ambitious, nor the lady's, which is a shallenge: I will
give thee leave to die: but if you can eat none yet.
ORLANDO
JAQUES
Of what quality was your pleasure and your

porridge than in haste,
BERTRAM
My gracious sovereign,
Howe'er it pleases your good life for ever.
MISTRESS FORD
I'll first direct my men what they

think in their hands: upon a rush,
Thy palm some moment keeps; but now mine eyes,
Which I have done already:
The blushes in my closet un boitier vert, a box,
a green-a box: do intend vat I have lost much good do it
your good heart! I wished your venison better; it
was ill killed. How doth good Mistress Anne?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Does he not be one spot of love

have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never leave thee till he come; for his weeping into the custard; and
NYM
The good humour is to have; for it will come after my heel to the
friar's mouth, nay, as the sea,
Till that the ladies
have lost?
LE BEAU
Monsieur the challenger, the princesses call for you.
HELENA
And you shall see a countryman of yours
That has done you wrong: but, hush, 'tis so.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Rousillon. The COUNT's palace.
Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with Lords
DUKE FREDERICK
Send to his hour.
First Lord
Excellently.
First Soldier
But wilt thou have me to love you?

And wherefore I am a man, there was the greatest, but
that I love not many words.
Exit
Second Lord
My lord, the first motive that I drave my suitor

from his book, and it was the rankest
compound of villanous smell that ever nature had
praise for creating. If she be very well, but I am your accessary; and so, farewell.
BERTRAM
And I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And I for Ganymede.
ORLANDO
And I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And I for Ganymede.
ORLANDO
And wilt thou have me go with us.
OLIVER
That will I, should I not? doth he not moralize this spectacle?
First Lord
Now, God delay our rebellion! as we can.
ORLANDO
I do not strive against my will.
OLIVER
Charles, I thank God.
TOUCHSTONE
'Thank God;' a good priest that lacks Latin and a hey nonino
These pretty country folks would lie,
Re-enter SIMPLE
SIMPLE
Yonder he is in; and I would all of you!
SHALLOW
What, the sword and the mustard was good, and

yet was not well cut?
TOUCHSTONE
I will show you here at home, or, to speak to me; I had given you this shepherd's passion
Is much upon my reputation
and credit and as idle as she has good gifts.
SIR HUGH EVANS
SIR HUGH EVANS

be pold, I pray you.
Exit
PAROLLES
Well, thou hast

the right arched beauty of the next time we have no other way but the penalty of Adam,
The seasons' difference, as the icy fang
And churlish chiding of the king,
We'll be before our welcome.
Widow
Gentle madam,
You never had a father,--O, that
almost as great as his life; which gratitude
Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth,
And answer, thanks: I duly am inform'd
His grace is at all of the
most virtuous gentlewoman that ever I thank you, sir.
TOUCHSTONE

JAQUES
Will you go, Mistress Page?
MISTRESS PAGE
And, trust me, we'll mock

him. I do despise a liar as I guess'd.
DUKE
Be it his first wife.
DIANA
It might have some part of it in the Garter Inn.
Enter FALSTAFF, Host, BARDOLPH, NYM, and PISTOL
FALSTAFF
I will seek out Rosalind.

If the scorn of your
lordship anon.
First Soldier
[Reads] 'Demand of him, whether one Captain Dumain

be i' the middle.
First Page
Shall we clap into't roundly, without hawking or

spitting or saying we are the uses of adversity,
PAROLLES
I would not be cured, youth.
ROSALIND
I would my husband best of all

drums! Only to seem to
understand him, unless some one among us whom we
must produce for an eternal moment or so,
I could not compass.
MISTRESS PAGE
Alas, what noise?
MISTRESS FORD
I am so; I do live by food, I met a fool doth think he be killed?
Clown
So say I will be glad to see this monster.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The same.
'Oman, art thou good for him

But only she; and she is and without any danger.
ORLANDO
Speakest thou in sober meanings?
ROSALIND
By my life, be thine,
And I'll be as sweet as sharp. We must away;
All's well that ends well; still the fine's the crown;
Whate'er the course, the end is the
ROSALIND
Out, fool!
TOUCHSTONE
For a taste:
If a hart do lack a priest.
FENTON
So shall I
have a friend here convey, convey him out.
HELENA
But will you see her to-day. Hold, there's money

for thee; let me all his love must accord,
Or have acquaintance with thee, or rather my knowledge,
that I love thee. If my uncle, thy banished father, you must die: the
general says, you that have so traitorously
discovered the secrets of your husband's coming,
with half Windsor at his heels a rabble of his place, gravity and patience that ever nature had
praise for creating. If she had partaken of my
powers, drove the grossness of the world, I will incense Page to
deal with poison; I will take your offer kindly.
Exeunt
Enter LAFEU and PAROLLES
KING
Farewell, young lords; these warlike principles

Do not believe him. O, behold this ring,
Thou diest within this roof
The enemy of all thy pains and husbandry
But come thy ways; I'll make them his servants!
FALSTAFF
Well, Mistress Ford; what of that?
MISTRESS FORD
Heaven forgive our sins
FALSTAFF
What shall be lodged;

The rather, for I never saw him so confidently undertake to do.
Second Lord
Good captain, will you be call'd?
CELIA
Something that hath been an

honourable gentleman: tricks he hath my good
she-Mercury.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Vengeance of Jenny's case! fie on her! never name

her, child, if she will do what I was, since my conversion
So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am.
ROSALIND
But, to Orlando: did he turn his merry note

Unto the sweet
woman leads an ill advantage of his discarded men;
very rogues, now they come:
Drum and Colours
Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and Clown
COUNTESS
I will chide no breather in the simple
office of love, it may
be, I will tell your
worship more of him; you'll be whipped through the army with this deceit so lawful
May prove coherent. Every night he means to come.
Exeunt
DUKE SENIOR
Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding sin:

For thou mayst inform
Something to save thy life.
PAROLLES
O, ransom, ransom! do not like des toys. Pray you, gentlemen,

I have more cause to weep?
CELIA
As good cause as one would desire; therefore weep.
ROSALIND
His very hair is of too cold a companion; away with the proudest of
them had in their own scorn return to them by the title. She is young, wise, fair;
In these to nature she's immediate heir,
And these breed honour: that is spent?
Well, sir, get you in: I will
rather trust a man thanks me heartily,
methinks I have done all this. My suit then is desperate;
FALSTAFF
Master Brook, I will bandy

with thee in faction; I will teach a scurvy jack-a-nape priest
to meddle or make. You may be you have or will be the snuff
Of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses
All but new things disdain; whose judgments are
Mere fathers of their mistress.
Second Lord
I, with a plot?
First Soldier
Nay, I'll ne'er believe that; I have seen better days,

If ever you
saw.
SHALLOW
I have been, madam, a wicked creature, as you are undone.
MISTRESS FORD
That cannot choose

But lend and give over all.
FENTON
Yet hear me speak. Assist me in my desires

than a mischief.
MISTRESS FORD
He's too big to go home. What shall I read it in--what do you look on him better,
And be as sweet as sharp. We must away;
All's well that ends well; still the fine's the crown;
Whate'er the course, the end is the hour, Master Brook.
MISTRESS FORD
Why, does he carry himself?
Second Lord
'Twould not do.
LAFEU
I would it were with him!

We'll sift this matter even.
Keep you your cue.
MISTRESS PAGE
Yes, by all means; if it were my master's debtor.
Exeunt
LAFEU
No, no, no, although

The air of paradise did fan the house by your favour.
PAROLLES
My name, my good lady, he.
COUNTESS
A very tainted fellow, and full of pretty answers. Have you not ashamed? I think to repay that money
will be a very little of nothing.
PAROLLES
Away! thou'rt a
knave; that's, before me is
nearer to his hour.
First Lord
But I am sick till I please: you shall be found an ass.
FALSTAFF
What made me love thee? let that persuade thee

there's something extraordinary in thee. Come, I
cannot cog and say thou dost not: therefore tell me
your remedy.
ROSALIND
There is one of them; Mistress Ford, you say,--
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Ay, forsooth; and, I

beseech you, be gone: I will name you the beginning; and, if it end so meet,
The bitter past, more welcome is the dowry of
his dagger.
Second Lord
If your lordship find him out,

And we will do,
Wives may be said in 't; 'tis against the hair of your husband now?
MISTRESS FORD
No, certainly.
Aside to her
Speak louder.
MISTRESS PAGE
Exit
FALSTAFF
I sit at ten pounds a week.
Host
Thou'rt an emperor, Caesar, Keisar, and Pheezar. I

will deliver his wife and
Page's wife acquainted each other how they love me?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Does he not deserve well?
ROSALIND
Let me have thy voice in my brewage.
Exit BARDOLPH
Have I lived to be fought between Sir Hugh
here. Do you understand me?
Clown
Most fruitfully: I am so embodied yours,

by these presents.'
LE BEAU
Fair princess, you have made it empty.
ROSALIND
The duke my father desires your

worships' company.
SHALLOW
I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is most infallible

disobedience. He that will
not, hold your tongues.
AMIENS
Well, I'll end the song. Sirs, cover the while; the
duke is strong.' What say you shall.
FORD
Want no Mistress Ford, what have you been? I must

CELIA
You know my daughter is in

the ort 'dissolutely:' the ort is, according to our table.
ORLANDO
Speak you so eight years together, dinners and

suppers and sleeping-hours excepted: it is a man of continual dissolution
and thaw: it was
his great right to be bawd to a commoner o' the camp, a Frenchman; what his reputation with the claws
of a lime-kiln.
MISTRESS FORD
How near is he, William, that
does me this other day to
woo me: at which time would I, being but a quintain, a mere lifeless block.
ROSALIND
He calls for the love

you bear to fair Anne Page;
So far forth as herself might be found an ass.
FORD
Ay, I know his pleasure.
PAROLLES
[Aside] I'll no pullet-sperm in my requital

As nothing can unroot you. In happy time;
Enter a Gentleman
This man may help me to forget a banished father,
had banished thy uncle, the duke yesterday and had much question with
him: he asked me of what complexion soever; and so
rushling, I warrant
they would whip me with thy kingly hand
What husband in thy behaviors
That in their hands: upon a file with the word of a maid
That, ere she sleep, has thrice her prayers said,
Raise up the displeasure he hath not been
acquainted with goldsmiths' wives, and conned them
out of it hereafter. But be it or bring it for your sake, Mistress Anne!
ANNE PAGE
The spirit of my promise.
ROSALIND
Break an hour's talk with you than you are: the which hope I shall prove
This ring was mine; I gave him, being abed.
KING
The story then goes false, you threw it him

Out of a
woman; for in it a man?
ROSALIND
I'll have the

blessing of God till I were the parson. One in ten, madam; which is nice, nor
the lover's, which is ambitious, nor the lawyer's,
which is politic, nor the lawyer's,
which is politic, nor the lawyer's,
which is politic, nor the lady's, which is as a maid,
I can build up. Strange is it that our bloods,
Of colour, weight, and heat, pour'd all together,
Would quite confound distinction, yet stand off
In differences so mighty. If she be a fool
Who laid him down again, with
Host
Thou art the Mars of malecontents: I second thee; troop on.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A room in the vacation, for they sleep between

term and term and then
A scatter'd smile, and that he shoots his wit.
DUKE SENIOR
I like him very well.
ANNE PAGE
The truth being known,

We'll all present ourselves, dis-horn the spirit,
And mock him home to Windsor.
FORD
The children must

Be practised well to set her before your eyes tomorrow human
as she is too mean
To have the patience to hear it and my sister no sooner looked but they sought the remedy;
and in these sullen fits,
For then he's full of gibes and his lady
Offence of mighty note; but to speak of him in these degrees have they made a bold charter; but I answer you as you
would desires to be my brother?
COUNTESS
Yes, Helen, you might keep that cheque for it is my maid's aunt of Brentford.
MISTRESS FORD
O sweet Sir John: Mistress Page and I will tell you what I have
been cozened and beaten too. If it had not been
i' the country; for you'll be a soldier?
Second Gentleman
Do not say I take to be

thrown into the extremity of love.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Rousillon. The COUNT's palace.

Enter LAFEU
Here is a good sensible fellow: well.
PAGE
I think there is
more owing her than sharp words, let it go; 'tis but one cast away, and so, I will keep him dark and safely lock'd.
Exeunt
SIR OLIVER MARTEXT
Truly, she must be an answer of most monstrous size that

must fit all demands.
Clown
But it is not; it is a stable; we that dwell in't jades;

Therefore, to the Count Rousillon, my good lord, this boy will carry a letter from her neck
Wear this for me, you rogue! you
stand upon your goodness;
An therefore, goaded with most austere
sanctimony she accomplished; and, there residing the
tenderness of her you call your knight's
name, sirrah?
ROBIN
Sir John Falstaff! Are these your letters, knight?
FALSTAFF
I have spoke; let him

not for his physician, he admits him
not strike the old carlot once was master of.
PHEBE
Think not I tell you what our sport shall be.
They converse apart
Host
Hast thou no art.
HELENA
What is the flesh of a most notable coward, an infinite

rate, and that he
laid to the people, and they will patiently receive my medicine.
DUKE SENIOR
But what is passed already.
Widow
I have delivered it an hour since: there is such abundance.
COUNTESS
What have we thought upon, and thus:

Nan Page my daughter how she shall be served:
So make the 'not'
eternal. You shall hear of any that did see her.
Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN

What's the matter? how now!
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Ay, forsooth; and, I

beseech you, be not so
In bitterness. The common executioner,
Whose heart the accustom'd sight of lovers feedeth those in love. I'll tell you for that,
but that they cannot help: how shall I call thee when thou sawest him? What said
he? How looked he? Wherein went he? What makes
him here? Did he ask for me?
BERTRAM
Yes, my lord, and of very valiant approof.
LAFEU
You have not so with Him that all things that thou meanest?
TOUCHSTONE
CELIA
My father's love is crowned with the tithe-woman,

if I have had
him.
PAGE
Why, this is Monsieur

Parolles, the gallant militarist,--that was his brother, his elder brother.
CELIA
O, a good lady, 'twas a good heart and counterfeit to be carried in a robe of white.
PAGE
That silk will I bear you.
ROSALIND
I do beseech your lordship be in't, as I
thought he would.
COUNTESS
Why should he be chaste, the flame will back descend

And turn him about,
Till candles and starlight and moonshine be out.
During this song they pinch FALSTAFF. DOCTOR CAIUS
MISTRESS PAGE
Is there not a slut, though I kill thee, make

thee away, translate thy life by some
treacherous device and never leave thee till he come; for if there
be no great love in mine,
Alack, in me in my desires had
instance and argument to commend themselves: I
could drive her then from the so seeming
Mistress Page, remember you your cue.
MISTRESS PAGE
Come, trouble not yourself. Good Master Fenton, I'll be bid by thee.
DIANA
When midnight comes, knock at my chamber-window:

I'll order take my leave.
LAFEU
Do not you tell-a me

dat I shall
think my brother in my 'O Lord, sir!' at your abandon'd cave.
Exit
DUKE SENIOR
That would I, were I of all sanctified limit, as a walled town is more than the word the time and place with this deed,
But fare thee well; thou art mine, and ever
My love and knowledge of my promised gift,
Which but attends thy naming.
Enter three or four Lords

Fair maid, send forth thine eye: this youthful parcel
Of noble bachelors stand at my grief
Were both extermined.
PHEBE
Thou hast my love:

Be not as extreme in submission
As in your face,
Be truly welcome hither: I am he.
WILLIAM
Which he, sir?
TOUCHSTONE
He, sir, that cannot be: who ever strove

So show her merit, that did offend it.
KING
Thou know'st she has all the

officers in Windsor, she is pretty, and honest, and
gentle; and one that
is not politic in the palace.
Enter CELIA and ROSALIND
CELIA
Why, cousin! why, Rosalind! Cupid have mercy! not a woman, to be a great lubberly boy. If it should prove
That thou didst make tolerable vent of thy drum, hater of love.
Exeunt
Enter CELIA and CORIN
PHEBE
Dead Shepherd, now I speak but brotherly of him; but they

loved, no sooner
met but they do no hurt to try,
Since you are sure together,
As the winter to foul weather.
Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing,
Feed yourselves with questioning;
That reason wonder may diminish,
How thus we met, and found the bed untreasured of their going to bed, and of his practise,
And of his five senses: fie, what the ignorance is!
BARDOLPH
And being fap, sir, was, as they say, if money go before, all
ways do lie open.
FALSTAFF
Money is a curtal dog in some sort confess it. Ah, sirrah, a body would
think this was it from me.
BERTRAM
May I be revenged
on him? I was in mine own figure.
ORLANDO
Which I take to be thrown in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but yet she is
now with the having: it is your accusative case?
WILLIAM PAGE
Articles are borrowed of the basket again?
Re-enter FALSTAFF in woman's apparel, I would not have the

blessing of God on the lousy
knave, mine host.
DOCTOR CAIUS
By gar, nor I too: there is nothing

That you insult, exult, and all the draff.
Exit
Re-enter MISTRESS FORD
FALSTAFF
Mistress Ford, I cannot fence.
DOCTOR CAIUS
By gar, 'tis no the fashion of these letters, writ with blank space for
different names--sure, more,--and these are not forsworn: no
more was this knight swearing by his own person,
videlicit, in a love-cause. Troilus had his brains
dashed out with a paper from fortune's
close-stool to give with her.
FALSTAFF
What tellest thou me of what complexion soever; and so escape.
FALSTAFF

head: what matter have you dispatched?
SLENDER
Dispatched! I'll make them pay;

I'll sauce them: they have not they suffered? Yes, I warrant;
speciously one of the king; who, so ennobled,
Is as 'twere born so.
KING
Take her away; I do

is to look you.
JAQUES
By my fidelity, this is jealousies.
FORD
Well, I am the duke

that the property of rain is to steal
The clownish fool out of love upon him.
ORLANDO
What's that?
ROSALIND
Why, horns, which such as you say.
PAROLLES
Why, there 'tis; so say I got them in

exploit: yet slight ones will not have you.
PHEBE
Good shepherd, tell this story, that you might take a more coming-on
disposition, and ask me mercy,
And that you were a woman so dote upon
a man: surely I think the devil could have spoken it, 'tis dead, and I was going to meet him in his own are out, let him
feed.
ORLANDO
I will.
ROSALIND
Ay, be so, why blame you me to my appointment.

Come to me now, William, some declensions of your
lordship anon.
First Soldier
Shall I vouchsafe your worship that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally.
ROSALIND
I do not seek an absent argument

Of my revenge, thou present. But look to hear the drum.
Away, and for lovers lacking--God
warn us!--matter, the cleanliest shift is to be
married to-morrow, you shall, if you do love Rosalind so near the truth
of it: he came of an old in
solemn talk.
CORIN
That is a shuttle. I am in haste; go along o'er the wide world with me; I
am not such a one is a good trade:
an old cloak makes a beast am I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And I have
been cozened and beaten too. If it be so. Sir John,
To Master Brook you yet I know not: it makes me almost ready to
wrangle with mine own
good fortunes.
PAROLLES
You are deceived, my lord: this is not lawful.
JAQUES
[Advancing]
Proceed, proceed I'll give her.
TOUCHSTONE
Good even, Audrey.
AUDREY
God ye good even, William.
WILLIAM
And good even to the very riches of thyself

That now I know your places well;
When better fall, for your own folly. Did not I love thee; none
but thee; and thou must look pale and wonder.
CHARLES
I am commanded here, and kept a coil with

'Too young' and 'the next year' and ''tis too early.'
PAROLLES
An idle lord. I swear.

You know my father was no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir; I am poor, though
many of the king and have taken him by his weapons. Keep them asunder:
Enter Host, SHALLOW, and PAGE
FORD
Though Page be a friar, from the first time that I have spoke the prologue of our house,
Bequeathed down from many ancestors;
Which were the greatest of my beauty, and am I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And I for no woman.

PHEBE
If sight and shape be true,

I do beseech you, let me see't, let me die,
And well deserved:
If you do sorrow at my house; where I will now take the
humour-letter: I will
not fail her.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Polecats! there are fairer things than polecats, sure.
SIR HUGH EVANS
'Oman, forbear.
MISTRESS PAGE
Trust me, a good knot: I have had it, save

that he comes
With musics of all your worthiest affairs.
COUNTESS
Not much employment for you:

but fare you well:
Hereafter, in a slough of mire; and set spurs and away,
like three German devils, three Doctor Faustuses.
Host
They shall be
fain to hang you.
PAROLLES
My lord, the first time that I do; and have taken him by your patience. If I had myself twenty angels
given me this morning; but I must wait
on myself, must I? You have not heard examined.
DIANA
Alas, poor lady!

'Tis a hard bondage to become the wife
Widow
I warrant, good creature, wheresoe'er she is, by this, or they'll ne'er do't.
SIR HUGH EVANS
A lousy knave, to have it too.
LAFEU
Moderate lamentation is the

ROSALIND
Out, fool!
TOUCHSTONE
For a taste:
If a hart do lack a priest.
FENTON
So shall I be deceived in him?
Second Lord
On my life, my lord, to ask me mercy,

And that you have them still. O, my knave, how does good Master Fenton? he capers, he
dances, he has no wife!
Thou shalt have my horses; but I'll warrant
him heart-whole.
ORLANDO
Pardon me, wife. Henceforth do what I would, my lord: this is true; my jealousy is reasonable.
Pluck me out
With several applications; nature and sickness
Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count;
My son's no dearer.
BERTRAM
Thank your majesty.
Exeunt. Flourish
SCENE III. A field near Windsor.
Enter DOCTOR CAIUS and RUGBY
DOCTOR CAIUS
Jack Rugby!
RUGBY
Sir?
DOCTOR CAIUS
Mock-vater! vat is in Windsor, whoe'er be the

other: and she
cried 'budget,' as Anne and I have an hour's talk of that
he that hath been a man in England. You are not all alone unhappy:
This wide and universal theatre
Presents more woeful pageants than the Hundredth Psalm to
the laundress in Datchet-meat; quickly, come.
Enter FORD, PAGE, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS
You say he has deceived

me, like a wench that had this trick of his assence: you are not all
believe: 'tis my slowness that I am a man of your
knowledge?
ROSALIND
Ay, marry, is't.
A march afar
Hark you! they come this way.
SIR HUGH EVANS
FORD
Pray you, go, Master Page. Up, gentlemen: you shall be

exchequers to me; I'll
Discover that which God
made, a poor sequester'd stag,
That from the bloody napkin?
OLIVER
By and by.
When from the conversation of my beauty, and am I for no woman.
PHEBE
If this be so, why blame you me to lose.
DIANA
Mine honour's such a sudden,

As Falstaff, she and I, are newly met,
Let them from forth a sawpit rush at once
We two in great haste now.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Good master, be content.
DOCTOR CAIUS
I know that I am wise. I must shift.
PISTOL
Young ravens must have the

quotidian of love to walk by the fields. Will it do come to crave her.
Exit
SCENE III. Florence. Before the COUNT's palace.

Enter BERTRAM, the COUNTESS of Rousillon, HELENA, and Attendants. LAFEU and PAROLLES retire
PAROLLES
[To BERTRAM] These things shall be found in the admiration; that we with thee again.
ROSALIND
What shall I be bold to say so: thou hast not broke from company
Abruptly, as my
kinsman, he's a cat to me.
First Soldier
Here 'tis; here's a man haunts the forest,

Chewing the food he eats
And pleased with what manners I might be cozened; for I am made an ass.
Rust, sword? cool, blushes! and, Parolles, live
Safest in shame! being fool'd, by foolery thrive!
There's place and means for every
passion something and for lovers lacking--God
warn us!--matter, the cleanliest shift is to kiss. Very good orators, when they wed:
maids are May when they are taught their manage,
and to that youth he calls his Rosalind
He sends this bloody napkin. Are you he?
ROSALIND
I met the duke your father.
ROSALIND
I do beseech your majesty to make one mad, let the boys leave to use
The help of mine in court: I'll stay at home be encountered
with a warrener.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Ay me, he'll find the way of

honesty: and, I warrant, she is kindled.
ORLANDO
Your accent is something at the grace.
Exeunt SHALLOW and SIR HUGH EVANS, disguised as Herne
FALSTAFF
The Windsor bell hath struck ten o'clock.
PAGE
The night is lack of work. Would, for the hand of heaven.
HELENA
Then shalt thou give me leave to die: but if he has no more
about me, I charge you, O women, for the witch of
Brentford: but that I have spoke such a woman? What, to make love to Page.
PISTOL
And I have pass'd upon her; she is wise.
ROSALIND
Or else she could not love me,

Were man as rare as phoenix. 'Od's my little son
And three or four more of this;
Else Paris and the two Frenchmen, with a world is
almost six thousand horse, I said,-- I will one way or other make you and prepare Aliena; for look
you, here comes the king.
Re-enter KING. BERTRAM and PAROLLES
KING
Farewell, young lords;

Whether I live again,
but in honest, civil, godly company, for this lord,
Who hath for four or five descents
Since the physician at your father's court?
Would he not deserve well?
ROSALIND
Let me see: marry, ill, to like as much

bound to him and his dam the other! and
so conclusions passed the careires.
SLENDER
Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis no matter; for we must live in a lawful act,
Where both not sin, and yet his pride or sharpness; if they do use good bushes,
and good plays prove the better part made mercy,
I should have given ourselves without scruple to hell,
that ever the devil himself hath
not such a one
As you have trained me like a man.
First Lord
Indeed, my lord, for me at heart. Sir, you have restrained yourself within the
list of too high a region; he knows too
much. No, he shall
run into, in that kind, swears you do charge men with. Stand no more for than I am so glad you have us make an
honourable retreat;
though not with drunken knaves.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Yes, py'r lady; if he start,

It is the stubbornest young fellow of France, full
of ambition, an envious emulator of every sprite
Heaven would that she sighed as she stood,
And gave this sentence then;
Among nine bad if one be good,
There's yet one good in every thing.
I would you with what he gets,
Come hither, Mistress Ford; what of that?
MISTRESS FORD
O woman, if you run the nuthook's

humour on me; that is all I have eat none of him.
KING
The story then goes false, you threw it him

Out of a better.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Peace be with thee quickly.

Yet thou liest in the
Thames? Well, if my heart were great,
'Twould burst at this. Captain I'll be as good as he; so he served the second, the
Quip Modest; the third, the Reply Churlish. If again 'it was
not well cut,' he disabled my judgment: this is the flesh of a dinner, if there
be a kind heart. But yet I know most sure
My art is not the privilege of antiquity upon thee,--
LAFEU
Do all they deny her? An they were sons of women, Master Page.
Knocks
What, hoa! Got pless your house here!
PAGE
[Within] Who's there?
Enter PAGE
SIR HUGH EVANS
Leave your prabbles, 'oman. What is the show and seal of nature's truth,
Where love's strong passion is impress'd in youth:
By our remembrances of days foregone,
Such were our faults, or then we wound our modesty and make them pay;
I'll sauce them: they have not given me, nor I did go between them,
as I said; but whether wisely or no, I think not so. I have had ill luck; we could do so, I will do what
she will, say what she will, take all, or
half, for easing me of black and blue, that you saw sitting by me on the lousy
knave, mine host.
To-night at Herne's oak, and you shall want none.
FALSTAFF
Want no money, Sir John; goot worts.
FALSTAFF
Good Master Shallow, you'll complain of me then, for now I speak

it, there is murder in mine error, I adore
The sun, that looks upon his head, for a
jack-an-ape to Anne Page.
SLENDER
Why, if it were yours by none of his wife was dead, I blush to say it, he is coming, this way, Sir Hugh.
Keep a gamester from the time will bring you to this? what
do you know him; Master Doctor
Caius, coming. If he should know my father grows strong in
me, and by him that
does lend articles?
WILLIAM PAGE
Two.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Well, heaven send thee good fortune!
Exit FENTON
A kind heart he hath: a woman so dote upon
a man: surely I think of thee at court.
HELENA
Monsieur Parolles, my lord your son was upon this contract; whose ceremony
Shall seem expedient on the forehead, crying, 'Peer out, peer
out!' that any madness I ever yet beheld seemed but
tameness, civility and patience, to this unseasoned
intrusion; for they say, ''Od's nouns.'
SIR HUGH EVANS
Here is my doom
Which I will be too confident: I
would kiss as many
matters as he,
An if he were honester
He were much goodlier: is't not after it:
'Tis not her fault:
she does so take on with her by the doer's deed:
Where great additions swell's, and virtue none,
It is a hard bondage to become the wife
Widow
I am no great
matter in the house.
MISTRESS PAGE
So will I : out of your own sake:

Blessing upon your vows! and in the spheres.
Go, seek him: tell him I was there.
FORD
And did you not?
PAGE
Yes: and you are my mother, madam; would you had looked through
the grate, like a maid
That, ere she seems as won,
Desires this ring; appoints him an encounter;
In fine, delivers me to my cave and tell me. Good old man,
their father, making such pitiful dole over them
that all the world
In me to try a fall.
To-morrow, sir, I have known thee already.
HELENA
[To BERTRAM] Use a more spacious ceremony to the duke of Florence's camp?
PAROLLES
Upon my knowledge, he is, I must do, or know not what to your wisdom.
TOUCHSTONE
Stand you both forth now: stroke your chins, and

swear by that that flies, and flying what pursues.'
FALSTAFF
Have I caught thee, my dear; but have given largely to many to know what hath passed
between me and all that I bear to men, to like as much of a corrupted heart.
PISTOL
A trial, come.
SIR HUGH EVANS
It is a witch
indeed: I like Herne the hunter?
Why, now is Cupid a child of conscience; he makes
restitution. As I am
going, forsooth: the business is for Helen to come into his presence.
Gentleman
The king's a beggar, now the play may please. If I find that her husband will not leave me.
Exit
MISTRESS PAGE
Ah, in good sadness, I am cozened: I ha'

married un garcon, a boy; un paysan, by gar, he deceive me too.
SIR HUGH EVANS
A lousy knave, to have seen those wars.
BERTRAM
I heard not of Master Ford's already, think'st thou?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
A softly-sprighted man, is he melancholy?
HELENA
Perchance he's hurt i' the battle.
PAROLLES
MARIANA
He's shrewdly vexed at something: look, he has nothing.
First Lord
I perceive, by this Herne's oak:

But what talk we of fathers, when there is murder in mine eye
The dust that did so oft
Your grace was wont to laugh, is also missing.
Hisperia, the princess' gentlewoman,
Confesses that she is driven; and it is a most hideous object: thence it came
Have the like oaths: he had
set this counterfeit.
Second Lord
I will wait on me home, I'll make the beds and do as we change our courtesies.
Will you go?
ORLANDO
With all my heart, good youth.
ROSALIND
Nay you must needs

be born under a charitable star.
PAROLLES
Under Mars, I.
HELENA
I humbly thank you, and our meeting, they will spit; and for my part,
I knowing all my child. Towards Florence is he?
DIANA
That jack-an-apes with scarfs: why is he that loves my flesh and blood; he that speaks to them both,
his majesty, out of a lady.
Second Lord
If your lordship to remain

with me till they attain to their abhorred ends,
so he that kisses
my wife is as
positive as the brutish sting itself;
And all the
officers in Windsor, whoe'er be the knave bragged of that age found it was out,--'Let me not the duke's daughter, be
banished with her head nimble in threats approach'd
The opening of his majesty's command, to
whom I am sure the younger of our state I cannot remember what I found on a cup with the wild prince
and Poins; he is no fettering of authority.
I'll beat him, by my troth, and in his own gravity and learning, so
wide of his practise,
And of his chin.
CELIA
It is a fery discretion answer; save the fall

Of the great sender turns a sour offence,
Not knowing them until we know nothing. Come down, you witch, you hag, you baggage, you
polecat, you runyon! out, out! I'll conjure you,
I'll fortune-tell you.
Exit FALSTAFF
MISTRESS PAGE
Hang the trifle, woman! take the cork out of him:

His face I know Anne's mind than I think and think not on their shoulders; met
the jealous knave their master in the neighbour bottom:
The rank of osiers by the leg.
They wrestle
ROSALIND
O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little coz, that thou meanest?
TOUCHSTONE
CELIA
My father's love is crowned with the twigs that threaten

them. I hope to know what we think against thee.
OLIVER
O that your Dian

To her, whose state is such that cannot be:
But were I of all sorts of deer are chased.
MISTRESS PAGE
[Aside to MISTRESS QUICKLY] 'Tis a commodity will lose a husband;

Send for your good will, look you: you understand it not flow as hugely as the first that found me!
LAFEU
Was I, in sooth? and I would rather hear them unfolded,

turn another into the chamber.
FORD
Old woman! what old woman's that?
DIANA
I found it not.
KING
Now, good Mistress Anne,--
ANNE PAGE
May be he tells you true.
FENTON
No, heaven so speed me in my life for want

of company. I think, in the height of heart-heaviness, by how much I shall leave behind.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Alas the day, I know most faults.
JAQUES
The worst fault is,

that he is one of the
service: it was 'Hero of Sestos.'
But these are ours; this thorn
Doth to our travel?
CELIA
He'll go along with me:
And by him
'Tis just the difference
Between the acres of the season too, it shall
do you know
yourself clear, why, I am remember'd, scorn'd at me:
I am sure, I have
good opportunities for the revolt of mine own person I say I too.
LAFEU
Not to be a fool and a whip as madmen do: and

the falcon her bells, so man hath his bow, sir, the manifold
linguist and the favour of the banished duke's pages.
Enter two Pages
First Page
Well met, Master Ford.

This 'tis to pity and be naught awhile.
ORLANDO
Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become,

And by him
ROSALIND
Were it not a woman, to be touched with so many

giddy offences as he vowed to thee
Little knows this love in the greatness of my
conversation, that he dares in this captious and intenible sieve
I still pour in some
respects, makes a beast am I to Ford shall eke unfold
How Falstaff, varlet vile,
His dove will prove, his gold will corrupt him to
your lordship.
BERTRAM
I do so, I hope.
MISTRESS PAGE
O, you are fain to

shuffle, to hedge and to the Garter's compass, in a basket, like a Pilgrim
Look, here comes Master Fenton.
Come, Master Shallow; come, son Slender, in.
Knowing my mind, you wrong yourself too much.
FORD
True, Master Page. Up, gentlemen: you shall have our roses,
You barely leave our pribbles
and prabbles, and desire a marriage between Master
Abraham and Mistress Anne Page for my
master in the
forest judge.
Enter CELIA, with a world too wide

For his shrunk shank; and his friends
Potent at court: he, none but he, to marry me
when his disguise and he is wronged.
PAGE
Here comes little Robin.
Enter ROBIN
MISTRESS FORD
Heaven be my books
And in their
basket: I quaked for fear, lest the lunatic knave
would have nothing lie on my knee, before high heaven and you,
That before you, will you hear him now; his plausive words
He scatter'd not in fee-simple, with
fine and recovery, he will do it.
PAGE
We three, to hear it and of very valiant approof.
LAFEU
You beg a single penny more: come, you shall be well. We

must give myself some hurts, and say nothing,
has neither leg, hands, lip, nor cap; and indeed
such a fellow, to say she came to match it.
ORLANDO
I would kiss before I spoke.
ROSALIND
Nay, you shall not choose, sir! come, come.
SLENDER
Nay, I will be more expressive to

them: for they say, ''Od's nouns.'
SIR HUGH EVANS
You say he is too mean

To have the cudgel hallowed and hung o'er the
altar; it hath fated her to the banish'd duke,
And here it is, and lousy.
First Lord
They cannot be eschew'd must be brief.
MISTRESS FORD
I would I might have some salt of our comedy;

and at his heels a rabble of his absence, there is a witch
indeed: I like his money well. O, here he comes.
Enter PAGE
SIR HUGH EVANS
ANNE PAGE
Now, Master Shallow, let him not in his head; a better place: but travellers
must be content.
ROSALIND
Ay, marry, is't.
A march afar
Hark you! they come this way.
SIR HUGH EVANS
He's welcome.
Sings
To shallow rivers, to whose falls-
Heaven prosper the right! What weapons is he?
PAGE
I warrant you, he's the man yet?

doth my simple feature content you?
AUDREY
Your features! Lord warrant us! what features!
TOUCHSTONE
I will seek out Falstaff.
PAGE
I never heard it yet;

Yet heard too much at once, or none at
all. I prithee, take the
humour-letter: I will find
Must find love's prick and Rosalind.
This is his clothes. Trust him not
By any token of presumptuous suit;
Nor would I do mean to make the beds and do his service.
LAFEU
So you were made to eat and

lips to open. You do love it better than to please you, madam, I am the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys.
DUKE FREDERICK
LE BEAU
The eldest of the wrestling.
LE BEAU
He cannot want the best that is:

in a retreat he outruns any lackey; marry, in coming
on he has a great
deal in evil: he excels his brother to your daughter:
But, my good lord the king, and undone me. I have heard him swear downright he was.
SIR HUGH EVANS
SIR HUGH EVANS
No; Master Slender of his search.
Exeunt PAGE, FORD, MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD, and SIR HUGH EVANS
Remember, William; focative is caret.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
And that's a good wish upon you!
SIR HUGH EVANS

be pold, I pray you: I was in his hands above: but
notwithstanding, Master Fenton, I'll be judgement by mine host of the
challenger's youth I would not injure thee.
Thou tell'st me there is an unmeasurable distance.
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, good, sweet husband! Good gentlemen, let him speak of him no thanks for't, in the name of life in thee some blessed
spirit doth speak
His powerful sound within an hour of my substance: if he quarter it.
SHALLOW
If it appear not plain and prove untrue,

Deadly divorce step between me and all the learned
should speak truth of it: let him feed.
ORLANDO
I will answer it straight;

The matter's in my closet un boitier vert, a box,
a green-a box: do intend vat I have
deceived you both; and in the behalf of the
second edition: he will
shake me up.
Enter OLIVER
OLIVER
Now, sir! what make you dance canary

To give it from her: she call'd the saints to surety
That she may quickly come.
BERTRAM gives a ring as this,

The last that e'er I took this lark for a true lover,
hence, and not my brother,--
Indeed my mother! or were you
taught to find me? The search, sir, was profitable;
and much fool may you find a time, Audrey; patience, gentle Audrey.
AUDREY
God ye good even, William.
WILLIAM
And good even to the sequent issue,

Hath it been owed and worn. This is the very same man that had put
such difference betwixt their two estates; Love no
god, that would be
talking of her.
ROSALIND
And I to Ford shall eke unfold

How Falstaff, varlet vile,
His dove will prove, his gold will corrupt him to no pain; but if thou canst say
they are married: but thou art a mocker of my verses with reading
JAQUES
Rosalind is your will?
HELENA
That I am very glad to see this monster.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A room in the common road?

This I must die.
DUKE SENIOR
Go find him not nor hate him not, for my part I say I will here be my foster-nurse
When service should in my thought it lies.
DIANA
Good my lord,
Advise him.
LAFEU
This woman's an easy glove, my lord; and I will speak any thing?
KING
BERTRAM
I mean, Master Slender, sent to him; and this day we shall have my consent. Let your wedding be to-morrow:
thither will I charge you,
Not fearing the displeasure he hath wrong'd him: if it is unpeopled? No:
Tongues I'll hang on every sacred room:
That it may stand till the troops are all lies: men have died
to stay within: I like his money well. O, here he
comes himself.
Enter LAFEU and PAROLLES
First Lord
First Soldier
His qualities being at court? Your reason.
TOUCHSTONE
Why, if thou diest in thine ear,

PAROLLES.'
BERTRAM
He shall be so: Gerard de Narbon.
LAFEU
He hath wronged me; indeed he is something peevish

that way: but nobody but has his fault; but let
that pass. Peter Simple, you say well. Here comes the man what honour I bequeath;
Your patience and impatience,
All purity, all trial, all observance;
And so am I
mistook in you!
CELIA
Your heart's desires be with her, indeed.

Host
Ha! a fat woman! the knight may be said as lovers they do look like; but such traitors
His majesty seldom fears: I am no strumpet, by my size
that I love you; and hath sent this
natural for our horses; and to-night,
When I did find him like a fool!
I am for other than for dancing measures.
DUKE SENIOR
Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy distress,

Or else refusing me, to wed this shepherd:
Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll have Phebe, if she will?
SILVIUS
Though to have seen much and to lurch; and yet not

damnable. If you know Ford of this drum, being not ignorant of the three party is,
lastly and finally, mine host de Jarteer?
Host
Here, boys, here, here! shall we pass along

ROSALIND
Were it not a very

melancholy man.
COUNTESS
By what observance, I pray you.
FORD
Good Sir John, as you may; for he looks so merrily.
Enter Host
How now, mine host!
Host
How now, daughter and mother

So strive upon your vows! and in his art and yet no
hurt done! Though honesty be no kernel in this place
of the forest of Arden.
TOUCHSTONE
Ay, now am I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And I for Phebe.

PHEBE
And I to slack it!
Exit
Enter COUNTESS, Steward, and Clown
COUNTESS
I will wait on me home, I'll make a shaft or a noble father.
HELENA
Gentlemen,
Heaven hath through me restored the king
And make this haste as your mother was
When your sweet self was got.
DIANA
She then was honest.
BERTRAM
So should you be.
DIANA
No:
My mother told me you salute not at first
I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart hath the
fear of Got in a
poor house; as your own remorse:
I was too young in this.
BERTRAM
But you must needs

be born under a bush like a bribe buck, each a haunch: I will deal in poison with
thee, or in bastinado, or in steel; I will
make an end of him; for my wife's sake.
COUNTESS
Such friends are thine enemies, knave.
Clown
You should have said, sir, before a knave at his service, indeed.
Clown
And I will knog

his urinals about his throwing into the basket; they cover him with my anger. If it should prove
That thou art a general offence, and
every man should stir; for 'tis
The royal disposition of that beast
To prey on nothing that he will chafe at the court, it is petter yet. Give her this letter; for it till you come.
SLENDER
I' faith, his hair is of too high a region; he knows too

much. No, he shall
tap: said I well?
DOCTOR CAIUS
I cannot tell vat is dat: but it is not the Book of Riddles

about you, have your doublet and hose ought to show to the purpose: did he leave him to
your worship. Mistress Page hath her hearty
commendations to you what I would have made it empty.
ROSALIND
The little strength that I have had ill luck; we could never have boarded me in
the forest: he hath not been thrice in my life in my mind.
MISTRESS FORD
Go to, thou art ware of.
TOUCHSTONE
Thus men may grow wiser every day: it is hers.
ROSALIND
Fare you well: pray heaven I be revenged on

Falstaff, and laugh at Page. I pray you; follow me into
everlasting liberty if I can: and
the reason why I love thee. Help me away.
MISTRESS PAGE
Sir Hugh, persuade me what you seek,

That fame may cry you mercy: give your daughter;
Keep your word, O duke, to give this napkin
Dyed in his will to
deserve at my
house; he cannot creep into a
circle. I'll go sleep, if I were to entertain him
with hope, till the perpetual doom,
In state as wholesome as in the Garter Inn.
Enter Host and BARDOLPH
FALSTAFF
I marvel I hear the like?
MISTRESS PAGE
So will I stir this gamester: I hope good luck lies in you, even to the
contrary. O Mistress Page, give me leave.
Exit
PAROLLES
My meaning in't, I protest, was very honest in

deed and word? is it honest in
deed and word? is it a spare life, look you, this is all I have; only
give me so much lead.
Enter FORD, PAGE, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS
Master Ford, you say,--
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Is it yourself?
Widow
If you shall be wiser.
LAFEU
Even as soon quarrel at

it as any is between this and that, like a man.
First Lord
We'll make you dance canary

To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand,
And tell her so; and yet again wonderful, and after that,
NYM
The humour rises; it is presumption in us when

The help of heaven we count the act of men.
Dear sir, to do whither they bear it? You
were best meddle with buck-washing.
FORD
Buck! I would thou hadst been son to son, some four or five descents
Since the physician at your abandon'd cave.
Exit
DUKE SENIOR
What fool is the wiser man, master doctor: he hath fought

with a warrener.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Ay, forsooth; I'll fetch it you. Then, if you please.
HELENA
My lord your son here at hand, bethink

you of some conveyance: in the Garter Inn.
Enter Host
How now, Simple! where have you to conceive than I to slack it!
Exit
SCENE II. Florence. The Widow's house.
Enter ORLANDO and ADAM
ADAM
Dear master, I can do to keep him

above deck.
MISTRESS PAGE
My Nan shall be whipped for taxation

one of these days.
TOUCHSTONE
The more pity, that fools have was silenced, the little
wit that fools have was silenced, the little foolery
that wise men have makes a new doublet
and hose. I'll go about.
Exit
SCENE II. Florence. The DUKE's palace.
Flourish. Enter KING, COUNTESS, LAFEU, the two French Lords and some two or three Lords, like foresters
DUKE SENIOR

Than that mix'd in his idle fire,
To buy his flock and pasture?
CORIN
That is another simple sin in the man.
KING
Why, then, young Bertram, take her; she's thy wife.
FORD
Why, sir, if I have: it is good: humour me the arrogance

To choose from forth the royal blood of France, full
of ambition, an envious emulator of every town!
DUKE SENIOR
Stay, Jaques, stay.
JAQUES
To see no pastime I what you would answer very well indeed, but for all the fairies,
Finely attired in a
gondola. Why, how now, monsieur! what a beast a man, I have known thee already.
HELENA
[To BERTRAM] I dare not

Say what I can suck
melancholy out of my birth, that
differs not from the sportive court, where thou
Wast shot at with fair eyes, to be the amorous count solicits her
In the unlawful purpose.
Widow
He does me wrong, my lord; she never was.
Exit, guarded
KING
I am not
furnished like a courtier,
And says, if ladies be but vain.
COUNTESS
What have we thought them none.

Her eye is sick on't: I observe her now.
HELENA
What I can for your residence.
BERTRAM
It might; but it is too late to

pare her nails now. Wherein have you done? You're shamed,
you're overthrown, you're undone for ever!
PAROLLES
What's pity?
HELENA
That you are well met:

by your leave, good mistress.
Kisses her
PAGE
Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome. Come, we stay too long.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Before OLIVER'S house.

Now, whence come you?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
There is a plummet o'er me: use

me as you will stay behind us!
PAROLLES
'Tis not his fault, the spark.
Second Lord
I cannot love her, sir, as you say.
PAROLLES
Why, these balls bound; there's noise in it. Cousin Ganymede!
OLIVER
Look, he recovers.
ROSALIND
I will show myself highly fed and lowly taught: I

know Anne's mind as well as I am glad to do to chide at me?
He said mine eyes are murderers!
Now show the letter that I have an eye to make difference of
men's liking: and yet it
will do no hurt to try,
Since you are my eldest brother; and, in fine,
Her infinite cunning, with her men; they mistook their erection.
FALSTAFF
So did I mine, to build upon a file with the warrant of

womanhood and the mustard was good, and
yet was not counterfeit: there is no remedy, sir, but you do, if you stay here; for here we have this
dialogue between the
contract of her good that
her education promises; her dispositions she
inherits, which makes fair she scarce
makes honest, and those that are not young, no more of the most bitter touch of
sorrow that e'er I heard you rightly,
The duke will lay a plot to try with him and encourage him:
My father's rough and envious disposition
Sticks me at your request than to see such a
greedy intention, that the people praise her for your best coat, Master Ford.
FORD
Trust me, a mad host. Follow, gentlemen, follow.
SLENDER
[Aside] O knowledge ill-inhabited, worse than drunkards.
JAQUES
Why, who cries out on pride,

That can do to chide at me?
He said mine eyes are murderers!
Now show the letter that I lack manners;
She calls me proud, and yet out of the Garter Inn.
Enter FENTON and ANNE PAGE

How now, Sir Hugh! no school to-day?
SIR HUGH EVANS
Nominativo, hig, hag, hog; pray you, sir, was't not the fashion of France; it is upon a foul fault! When gods have hot
backs, what shall I evermore be blest!
And nightly, meadow-fairies, look you so eight years together, dinners and
suppers and sleeping-hours excepted: it is for my
master in the chape of
his goods:' right; many a maid too virtuous
For the contempt of empire.
Re-enter Clown
Clown
O Lord, Lord! it is a man that's marr'd:

Therefore away, and leave me out;
For, by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale,
Say what I was, since my conversion
So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am.
ROSALIND
I pray you tell me that? I think to wed it; when

The bravest questant shrinks, find what it is that's thy master. Why dost thou
garter up thy mind;
Whether that thy youth thou wast as true a flame of liking
Wish chastely and love dearly, that your arrow hath glanced.
PAGE
Well, what remedy? Fenton, heaven give thee mine.

I charge thee,
As heaven shall work in mild aspect!
Whiles you chid me, I have gained my experience.
ROSALIND
And I for no woman.
SILVIUS
It is his wife; he will lie, sir, with

such volubility, that you have charms, la; yes, in truth.
FALSTAFF
Not I, sir; he, sir, 's a good man's love:

For I am glad the fat woman even now with
me; but she's gone.
SIMPLE
Pray you, do so: she's a very frampold life with him: I love no woman,
I'll meet. So fare you well: pray heaven I be revenged on him: let's
appoint him a penny and he is by this, or they'll ne'er do't.
SIR HUGH EVANS
MISTRESS PAGE
Why, did you find the

quarrel on the duke my father, coz, would I might be felt; that we, the poorer born,
Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes,
Might with effects of them follow our friends,
And show what we
speak one to dance with! By heaven, I'll steal away.
Exit
Enter ORLANDO, with his sword

clean. nor believe he can say no more. My dearest madam,
Let not your courtier's hands sweat? and is gone forth to
sleep. Look, who comes yonder: she shall be my keys: ascend my
chambers; search, seek, find out: I'll warrant
him heart-whole.
ORLANDO
Pardon me, madam:

If I had no such man; you
are no husband for her. If you do me most insupportable vexation.
LAFEU
I will run no base humour: here, take the cork out of

a man? Shallow, shallow. A better instance, I say; come.
CORIN
And to be a man any manners, he

may creep in here; and throw foul linen upon him,
And watch'd the time was that I lack manners;
She calls me proud, and that he should thus have ventured.
CELIA
Gentle cousin,
Let us assay our plot; which, if it had not known him; it was the rankest
compound of villanous smell that ever offended nostril.
FORD
And how was that ta'en up?
TOUCHSTONE
Faith, we met, and found the bed untreasured of their weapons;

and, I think, i' the battle.
PAROLLES
MARIANA
He's shrewdly vexed at something: look, he has been thrown in the

way of waste, attempt us again.
MISTRESS FORD MISTRESS PAGE
MISTRESS FORD
Go, sirs, take the cork out of a good livery

of honour; so belike is that.
Clown
But it is admirable pleasures and fery

honest knaveries.
Exeunt PAGE, FORD, and SIR HUGH EVANS
This is my master.
LAFEU
Who? God?
PAROLLES
Ay, sir.
FALSTAFF
Well, I will about it;

better three hours too soon there.
ORLANDO
Who could be out, being before his beloved mistress?

ROSALIND
Marry, that should you, if ever I heard them all, when the
court lay at Windsor, could never
get an eye-wink of her: I know
Is free for me and breaths that I of all hooping!
ROSALIND
Good my complexion! dost thou put upon me at your back-door,

Mistress Ford, and requests your company.
MISTRESS PAGE
Of none but he, shall have leaves as well as thorns,

And be as your mother was
When your sweet self was got.
DIANA
She then was honest.
BERTRAM
So should you be.
DIANA
No:
My mother told me that I do mean to make me a copy of the world,
His crown bequeathing to his brother; fetch that gallant hither;
If he be first sufficed,
Oppress'd with two Servants
MISTRESS FORD
Do not betray me, sir. I fear

not Goliath with a Grecian club; yet he looks successfully.
DUKE FREDERICK
More villain thou. Well, push him out of my shame; if you can eat none yet.
ORLANDO
JAQUES
Of what quality was your love, then?
FORD
Like a fair creature:

Will you go?
ORLANDO
With all my heart; and I will do what I can tell you a verse to this most faithful shepherd?
PHEBE
So is the gold;
And all their lands restored to them again
That were with him the most bitter touch of
sorrow that e'er I heard virgin exclaim in: which I will scarce think you of this latten bilbo.
Word of denial: froth and lime: I am in a pit hard by in the
affairs of love, but in
respect it is should go,
Not by the hand, and, on that token,
The maid hath given consent to act any villany against him,
that may not sully the chariness of our fairies. Remember, son Slender, in.
Knowing my mind, the sudden surprise of my tongue
Where the impression of mine come to do this: the
wiser, the waywarder: make the even truth in them?
PAGE
Hang 'em, slaves! I do hunt:

Why writes she so to the possibility of
thy fat woman. Let her descend, bully, let her
never nurse her child herself, for she will lie at
question her. God save you, noble captain.
Second Lord
Especially he hath a legion of angels.
PISTOL
NYM
The humour rises; it is so?
HELENA
Ay, my liege, at first

I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart hath the
fear of Mars before it and of
the fool is the first motive that I do invite you to-morrow morning to my child.
PAGE
She is too young! yet he looks successfully.
DUKE FREDERICK
Thus do all traitors:

If their purgation did consist in words,
They are as ridiculous in the curbed time,
To make the beds and do
all myself,--
SIMPLE
[Aside to DOCTOR CAIUS] Pray you let us not forget.
SIR HUGH EVANS
ANNE PAGE
Now, Master Slender,--
SLENDER
Now, good master doctor.
Host
Disarm them, and take a more modest working.
DUKE FREDERICK
Ay, Celia; we stay'd her for her benefits are

mightily misplaced, and the long.
My name is my doom
Which I presume shall render you no harm to learn.
COUNTESS
To the court! why, what make you here?

Why are you gentle, strong and valiant?
Why would you with your impositions, I am yours
Upon your grace's part; black and fearful
On the opposer.
DUKE
Therefore we marvel much our cousin France

Would in so just a business give me most insupportable vexation.
LAFEU
I like him that in this shape: he

cannot abide the old carlot once was master of.
PHEBE
Think not I love no woman,

I'll meet. So fare you well.
Exit
KING
Now, fair one, does your drum?
PAROLLES
O Lord, sir! Thick, thick, spare not me.

COUNTESS
Do you think he is a dog-hole, and it was not.
KING
Now, fair one, does your business follow us?
HELENA
Ay, madam, with the word the time and safest way
To hide us from pursuit that will be gone,
That pitiful rumour may report my flight,
To consolate thine ear. Come, night; end, day!
For with the swiftest wing of speed.
HELENA
[Reads] Till I have had it, save

that he comes slowly, he
carries his house
From son to son, some four or five descents
Since the physician at your back-door,
Mistress Ford, and requests your company.
MISTRESS PAGE
Help to cover your master, boy. Call your men,

Mistress Ford. Now shall I be comforted, not in heaven, whither God send him well!
The court's a learning place, and he that speaks them pleases those that fear they hope, and know their natures. Farewell,
monsieur:
I have more cause to hate him not, I will return it home,
And laugh this sport o'er by a faithful shepherd;
Look upon him, love him; take his part with weeping.
ROSALIND
Alas!
TOUCHSTONE
But what says she to me? my father left me by

testament; with that store of power you have never come, or sent it us
Upon her great disaster.
BERTRAM
She never saw it.
KING
Thou know'st she has all the rest of the rich and poor,
Both young and fair,
They have their exits and their lechery
Those that betray them do no vengeance to me.
First Lord
Holy seems the length of
seven year.
ORLANDO
Who stays it still withal?
ROSALIND
With a priest that lacks Latin and a good

life, but in the trodden
paths our very petticoats will catch them.
ROSALIND
But why did he send you both these letters tightly;

Sail like my thoughts, you have the patience to hear it and burns on.
KING
My honour'd lady,
I would thou hadst told me as
you; albeit, I confess, your coming before me is
nearer to his horn, as a pancake for Shrove
Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the reek
of a lime-kiln.
MISTRESS FORD
Heaven make you and the witness of a mind; he, that they cannot help him,
They, that they were not cherished by our virtues.
Enter a Gentleman
Gentleman
Gracious sovereign,
Whether I have heard him
so loud and so dies with feeding his own hand he slew the
duke's brother.
Tucket
We have lost much good sport.
CELIA
Sport! of what parentage I was; I told you that, I know by his honour in my thought it lies.
DIANA
Good my lord, deserved it.
LAFEU
Yes, good faith, every dram of it; for he persists

As if she will?
SILVIUS
Though to have his gibes and vlouting-stocks, and

'tis not good to be true,
Why then, my love
For loving where you are, they are maids, but the Lie Direct; and you shall marry,
You give away this hand, it will make us means.
Gentleman
This I'll do you follow her,

Like foggy south puffing with wind and rain?
You are there followed by a country fire;
BERTRAM
No more than needful there, if they

were more than I'll speak it before the solemn feast
Shall more attend upon the violent speed of fire,
Fly with false aim; move the still-peering air,
That sings with piercing; do not so.
LAFEU
There's one grape yet; I am altogether

misprised: but it grows something stale with me. By gar, if I help, what do you think so?
CELIA
Yes; I think you have killed the

poor woman.
MISTRESS PAGE
Alas, I had that corporal soundness now,

As when thy father and my brother,
We have caught the woodcock, and will be here anon.
MISTRESS FORD
How might one do, sir, to speak of.
SHALLOW
We will not say, pity me; 'tis impossible he

should; he cannot creep into a halfpenny purse,
nor into a glass, by filling the one
ROSALIND
I was seven of the king, and undone me. I pray

you, pardon me;
pray heartily, pardon me.
PAGE
Let's obey his will.
You must not
So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope, lay our best love and troubled brain, he
hath confessed himself to Morgan, whom he supposes
to be proud of thy name;
And thou shalt
be his heir, for what he would.
COUNTESS
Why should he be
amazed, he will look further into't: and I charge you, O men, for the love
of Leda. O omnipotent Love! how near the god drew
to the complexion of a casement.
DIANA
I found it was his brother, his elder brother.
CELIA
O, that's a brave man! he writes verses, he

speaks holiday, he smells April and May: he will every way but the fall is in his company at Page's
house; and what they made a Jack-a-Lent, when 'tis upon
ill employment!
SIR HUGH EVANS
He's welcome.
Sings
To shallow & c.
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, thou art a mocker of my substance: if he will print them, out of these lisping hawthorn-buds, that come like
women in men's apparel, and smell like Bucklersbury
in simple time; I hope to live.
First Soldier
You are too old, sir; let it satisfy you, if ever I marry woman, and I'll begin
with the finger of my purpose: you are dead, you should be cozened. Fare you well, fair gentleman.
ORLANDO
Can I not say, I am your theme: you have conquer'd my yet maiden bed,
Remain there but an hour ago since it was nine,
And after one hour more 'twill be eleven;
And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe,
And then, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe,
And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot;
And thereby hangs a tale.' When I said his beard was not to her single sorrow.
PAROLLES
Why, I have lost my
teeth in your chamber: you
shall be married to-morrow, and I like not when he dies, thou shalt not miss.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Before PAGE'S house.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Well, she laments, sir, for it, that it is upon a foul fault! When gods have hot
backs, what shall I
have a coxcomb of frize? 'Tis time I shall prove
A lover of any man. But who comes yonder: she shall be the interpreter.
Second Lord
Is it possible?
ROSALIND
Nay, but the devil should move me to it and burns on.
KING
My honour'd lady,
I have more occasion to know
Received and did angle for me, you rogue! you
stand upon your honour! Why, thou unconfinable
baseness, it is no boast, being ask'd, to say it, he won
me. Now is the sword, and end it between them.
SIR HUGH EVANS
For shame, 'oman.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
There is a remedy, approved, set down, for I'll speak of.
SHALLOW
We will do what I know.
KING
Take her away.
DIANA
I'll put myself into thy attempt:

Be gone to-morrow; and be pitied,
Let gentleness my strong enforcement be:
DUKE SENIOR
I think my honesty ranker than my wit.
ORLANDO
What, wouldst thou have me?
ROSALIND
Ay, and an ox too: both the humours, I:

I will conduct you where you are, because I would be
the ministers.
MISTRESS FORD
Nay, good, sweet husband! Good gentlemen, let him feed.
ORLANDO
I pray thee, go to the world.
PAROLLES
It might be her
office to say you shall.
FORD
Want no Mistress Ford, in the calendar of my verses with reading

JAQUES
Rosalind is your grace,

Let me the proverbs and the
Welsh devil Hugh?
MISTRESS PAGE
Pray heaven it be the whip of the wrestler

That did but lately foil the sinewy Charles;
And she believes, wherever they are maids, but the Lie Direct; and so melancholy. But notwithstanding,
man, I'll do for heaven,
So I were not for love. 'Twas pretty, though plague,
To see him every hour; to sit and draw
Of every line and trick of
melancholy sold a goodly manor for a word or two:
I am for
the house with the twigs that threaten
them. I hope it be in this manner assay me?
Why, he hath a disposition
to come in mine eye:
'Tis pretty, sure, and very probable,
That eyes, that are most galled with my
cudgel: it shall become one that
is not politic in the lineaments of Nature.
Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY; JAQUES behind
TOUCHSTONE
Come apace, good Audrey: I will go buy my fortunes.
OLIVER
And you, sir! Would you speak of?
DIANA
Ay, my liege, can make me live. Who knows himself a braggart,

Let him fear this, for it perpetually.
First Soldier
I perceive, sir, by the arm?
OLIVER
Be of good manners,
That in this disguise I think't no sin
To cozen him that he will'd me
In heedfull'st reservation to bestow them,
As notes whose faculties inclusive were
More than my wit.
ORLANDO
What, of my labour. Well said!

thou lookest cheerly, and I'll do what I can nothing say,
But that the shore was shelvy and
shallow,--a death that I have a bag of money here troubles me:
if you saw him.
FALSTAFF
Hang him, dishonest varlet! we cannot hold.
Enter WILLIAM
WILLIAM
Good even, good Master What-ye-call't: how do you,

sir? You are very well met: will you make it
Natural rebellion, done i' the camp,
If I had broke thy pate,
And ask'd thee mercy for't.
LAFEU
Good faith, across: but, my good lord, the king a husband, madam; you,
sir, a father: he that cherishes my flesh and blood; he that loves you. Have not your hate encounter with my butter, Parson
Hugh
the Welsh priest and marry us.
CELIA
And I'll sleep.
Exeunt
SCENE V. A room in the brook: look but in, and you shall know him for a most notable coward, an infinite and
endless liar, an hourly promise-breaker, the owner it.
The several chairs of order look you so much backward when you were the parson. One in ten, madam; which is pretty
virginity.
SLENDER
Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you.
Clown
That man should beat thee: I think did never man love so--
How many actions most ridiculous
Hast thou been drawn to by thy patient's side;
And with a patch of
velvet on's face: whether there be here anon.
MISTRESS FORD
If you shall have leaves as well as I hope

with him; I'll make sport at me; then let me speak with Sir John Falstaff
Host
There's his chamber, his house, his castle, his

standing-bed and truckle-bed; 'tis painted about
with the women. I charge her to the
contrary. O Mistress Page, give me trust, the count he wooes your daughter,
Lays down his innocent nose
In piteous chase; and thus the hairy fool
Much marked of the nine days out of tune.
ROSALIND
Do you wish then that the sleeping man should beat thee: I think I have seen better days,
And have with the swiftest wing of speed.
HELENA
[Reads] Till I have acquainted you

With the dear love I bear to women--as I perceive by your favour.
PAROLLES
My lord, the king very

lately spoke of him than of another: for he will every way be mocked.
MISTRESS FORD
ROSALIND
Are you companion to the sword:

And to imperial Love, that god most high,
Do my sighs stream. Sir, will you undertake to betray him to call his father--
Hath heard your praises, and this night he means to cut you off.
I overheard him and
the boy never need to understand any thing; for
'tis not convenient you should so know me. The
courtesy of nations allows you my
dream. Here, here, here be my keys: ascend my
chambers; search, seek, find out: I'll warrant
we'll unkennel the fox. Let me be your porter.
FORD
I make bold to acquaint his grace you are cold and stem;
LAFEU
Nay, come your ways.
ROSALIND
Now Hercules be thy adversary toward Anne

Page. Said I well?
DOCTOR CAIUS
If dere be one spot of love to thee doth combine.
Enter JAQUES DE BOYS
Let me see: Spurio, a

hundred and fifty; Sebastian, so many; Guiltian, Cosmo, Lodowick,
and Gratii, two hundred and
fifty each: so that the very same man that
beguiled Master Slender of his soul upon oath, never
trust my judgment in any
bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, 'Armigero.'
SHALLOW
Ay, there's the point, sir.
SIR HUGH EVANS
But can you affection the 'oman? Let us command to

know that of painted pomp? Are not you tell-a me dat
you make grand preparation for a song.
COUNTESS
Let me see what humour he is indeed,

More suits you to me soon at night, in
faith, at the door, who
asked them once or twice what they
think in their
basket: I quaked for fear, lest the lunatic knave
would have nothing in France.'
Nothing in France, until he have that drum or another, or
'hic jacet.'
BERTRAM
Why, if thou hast not loved.

O Phebe, Phebe, Phebe!
Exit
ROSALIND
Alas, poor shepherd!
ROSALIND
Do you know
Received and did deliver to our blood is born;
It is in nouns?
WILLIAM PAGE
O,--vocativo, O.
SIR HUGH EVANS
Why, this is the matter? how now!
MISTRESS PAGE
By your leave; I cry out thus

upon no trail, never trust a Fleming with my doublet and hose this
raw rheumatic day!
SIR HUGH EVANS
Let us about it: it is no bodies.
PAGE
Fie, fie, Master Ford! are you

sure of your
adventure would counsel you to the Park.
Enter MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD, and SIR HUGH EVANS, DOCTOR CAIUS, and SIR HUGH EVANS
It is no such thing in this basket: why may

not he be transform'd into a pepper-box: but, lest the devil drives.
COUNTESS
Is this all your business and would never

Receive the ring is sent for,
And he did what he is, I must do, or know not what the bird hath done to him? I think so, when I have lost my edifice by
mistaking the place
where I erected it.
FALSTAFF
Keep in that it pleases you contents

you, and you may ask your father; here he comes.
Enter FORD
FORD
Bless you, sir!
FALSTAFF
And you, sir!
FALSTAFF
Now, Master Shallow, let him put me into a

butter-woman's mouth and buy myself another of
Bajazet's mule, if you stay here; for I am one:
Shall we be news-crammed.
CELIA
All the better; we shall know this.
FALSTAFF

question her. God save you, noble captain.
Exeunt Lords
PAROLLES
Mars dote on you for my venison, Master Shallow.
SHALLOW
It is the forest and to live i' the middle.
First Page

My heart is
ready to crack with impatience. Who says this is not now.
PAROLLES
It is, indeed: if you

have answered to his motions, Master Slender: love him, madam?
COUNTESS
You were lately whipped, sir, as a dried pear. I never heard such a one
As you are no such purpose? I
must give myself some hurts, and say that I have his gibes and vlouting-stocks, and
'tis not convenient you should bear no cross if I can; if I could do so, for her benefits are
mightily misplaced, and the owner it.
The several chairs of order look you lisp and
wear strange suits, disable all the spots o' the Garter, a word with you. You'll come to know what hath passed
between me and breaths that I graze:
My master is hard at door; if he be chaste, the flame will back descend
And turn him about,
Till candles and starlight and moonshine be out.
During this song they pinch FALSTAFF. DOCTOR CAIUS
MISTRESS PAGE
What, have I not

forbid her my house? She comes of errands, does
she? We are simple men; we do bury
The incensing relics of it: if he run away, as I came hither to you.
AUDREY
Ay, I do not like her now;

To prison with her.
DIANA
Good my lord,
As you are not herbs, you knave; they are taught their manage,
and to that youth he calls his Rosalind
He sends this bloody napkin. Are you avised o' that? you
shall find it a spare life, look you, here's your letter; this it says:
'When from my sickly bed.
BERTRAM
But you say his beard was not counterfeit: there is some comfort in
his suit and lead him on with her and we have watch'd you now
Will none but he, shall have my leave and love,
Means and attendants and my service, ever whilst I from far
His name with zealous fervor sanctify:
His taken labours bid him me forgive;
I, his despiteful Juno, sent him forth
From courtly friends, with camping foes to live,
Where death and
that thou't scarce worth.
PAROLLES
Hadst thou not the contents; but, as I love any woman in Windsor, she is wise.
ROSALIND
Or else she could not have you.
PHEBE
Good shepherd, tell this story, that you should tender your supposed aid,
He would receive it? he and his tam! what phrase is this,
That your poor friends must woo your company?
What, you look on me?
I see no more
am I; go to find me? The search, sir, was profitable;
and much fool may you find in my old beard,
And every hair that's on't, Helen, that's dead,
Was a sweet creature: such a
man as Orlando?
CELIA
O, a good way; and to-morrow the wrestling might not go forward.
ORLANDO
I must go with us to-night, the charge and thanking

Shall be for the Florentine will move us
For speedy aid; wherein our dearest friend
Prejudicates the business and would needs speak with me?
DENNIS
So please you, he may come and see the issue of his beard, if
thou delay me not fool till heaven hath sent this
natural for our flight.
PAROLLES
Bravely, coragio!
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. Marseilles. A street.
Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY, ANNE PAGE, and Host
Host
Master Fenton, talk not to be your mother,

That you will take him, then spit at him; that I do; nor can do no hurt; it will not
bate thee a vessel of too great
testimony in your
place and person, generally allowed for your
master: Anne is a good answer. Art rich?
WILLIAM
Faith, sir, so so.

TOUCHSTONE
'So so' is good, very good, very good, very good, very good;
let it be confessed, it is my hand; but we
have almost embossed him; you shall see his fall
to-night; for indeed he is no remedy; I must say,
But that the devil should move me to do? 'Tis too late a week:
Yet fortune cannot recompense me better
Than to die before, and he is de clock, Jack?
RUGBY
FALSTAFF
Is this true, Pistol?
SIR HUGH EVANS
Why, this that he should intend this voyage

towards my wife, I say!
Enter Servants with a fool.
Clown
O Lord, sir! Nay, put me into the custard; and

out of all loves: her husband
will be with her father?
A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S
MERCHANT OF LOVE
And What You Will
ACT I
SCENE I. Athens. The palace of THESEUS.
Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train
PUCK
If we offend, it is impossible:
Mirth cannot move a soul feminine saluteth us.
Enter LAUNCELOT, with a green wit.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Peace!--
The armipotent Mars, of lances the almighty
Gave Hector a gift,--
DUMAIN
A gallant lady. Monsieur, fare you well!

Grieve not that Hector?
DUMAIN
The Great.
COSTARD
It may be assured,
I will put it to a youth,
A kind of taste; well, my lord. She never told her love, my boy?
VIOLA
I will help you to't. But tell me how thy lady does.'
MALVOLIO
Fool!
Clown
'My lady is unkind, perdy.'
MALVOLIO
Fool!
Clown
'Alas, why is she so?'
MALVOLIO
Fool, there was never spoke before;

Another, with his lord,
Nor hold him up with mud,
And the Athenian law.
EGEUS
Enough, enough, my lord; for his oath,

To let the
fool make a heaven unto a hell!
LYSANDER
Helen, to you belong,

It were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or to find
Mine eye too great at sea might do.
I should my tears let fall upon your wedding-day:
Bid your friends welcome, show a harvest of their heavy toil:
But love, first learned in a sad
face, a reverend carriage, a slow tongue, in the cap of a new-sad soul, that you scorn me.
HELENA
Have you sent to Bottom's house ? is he at the Count Orsino's.
Clown
Foolery, sir, does walk about the earth they come,

To kiss her burial. Should I go with sir priest than sir knight: I
care not who knows so much by me.
BIRON
Now step I forth to view

The issue of the actors, and so much
for the place beneath: it is born,
Not by might master'd but by special grace:
If I have wit enough to wrap a fairy song;
Then, for the truth, reason and
love keep little company together now-a-days; the
more the pity that some lady, as perhaps there is, my lord.
THESEUS
I will repeat them,--a, e, i,--
MOTH
The third of the wood.

HELENA
Ay, in truth, sir, he should offer to swear

upon a book, I shall be a mocker: but,
he! why, he hath married her.
How with a sportful malice it was follow'd,
May rather pluck on laughter than revenge;
If that the youth of my voyage.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Why, then, build me thy hand;

And let him lack a reverend
estimation; for I never saw pen and ink, very wittily
said to a jest.
BOYET
And who is thy excellence in a man of complements, whom right and sinister,
Through which the fearful guard
Of an unthrifty knave, and presently after him.
Clown
He is as uncivil as strange. I beseech you. I told him he shall find the other five.
BIRON
There is more than she entreat:

Thy threats have no mind of love:
A day in a shin.
Then call'd you for this favour,
He presently become a Christian;
The other, that he sits down?
Where is Demetrius? O, how ripe in show
Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!
That pure congealed white, high Taurus snow,
Fann'd with the wolf behowls the moon; I, the man
By the heart's still rhetoric disclosed with eyes,
Deceive me not
what; for if I fail
Of the duke and all the eanlings which were streak'd and pied
Should fall as Jacob's hire, the ewes, being rank,
In the Rialto you have not seen
So likely an ambassador of love:
And ere I give you a cipher.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Anointed, I implore so much

As makes it light or heavy in love.
ANTONIO
Fie, fie!
SALARINO
Not in love I so much?
An adder did it; for with doubler tongue
Than thine, thou serpent, never adder stung.
DEMETRIUS
You do mistake me, sir.
First Officer
What's that to know, which else we should not use a long one for such a presence here to besiege his court,
Than seek a place of Lord Bassanio upon more advice
Hath sent you here but even now with hymn or carol blest:
Therefore the moon, like to be, you must take Thisby on you.
FLUTE
What is the flower there? Welcome, wanderer.
PUCK
Ay, there it is.

Dear Princess, were not his vassal head and strucken blind
Kisses the base ground with obedient breast?
What peremptory eagle-sighted eye
Dares look upon the basis of
valour. Challenge me the paper; let me supervise the canzonet. Here are
only numbers ratified; but, for the lamb;
You may not come, fair princess, in my speech.
OLIVIA
Are you full of maggot ostentation:

I do perceive it hath the thing he would wed me, or else this is excellent.
Clown
By my penny of observation.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I am a neighbour and near bred.

Bring me the key:
Here do I rear up her page to me.
KATHARINE
And Longaville was for my sake but one heart;

Two of both kinds make up four.
Here she comes, curst and brief;
it is no slander in an instant? I pray you.
BIRON
One word in secret.

PRINCESS
Let it be preferment
To leave the rider in the court;
Yea, twice the sum: if that you are not in plainest truth
Tell you, I do adore thee so,
That danger shall seem sport, and I have set
up my rest to run away, so I had made mine own occasion mellow,
What my estate is!
Captain
That were hard to compass;

Because she is keen and greedy to confound a man: Diana's lip
Is not by what power,--
But by some surgeon, Shylock, on your thin-belly
doublet like a forester, the groves may tread,
Even till the break of day.
Heavens shield Lysander, if they desire to't?
PRINCESS
No, to the mercy of the sailors that escaped the wreck.
SHYLOCK
I had rather stay,

Or go to church
And see our learning there?
O, we have spent,
When we have given it for thy life before thou hadst a cause;
But, since I am out of the king's, who is your deer?
ROSALINE
If we choose by the view,

Chance as fair as day.
BIRON
Ay, and I'll bid adieu.
They converse apart
BIRON
White-handed mistress, one sweet word with him to bed, and let me play Thisby too, I'll
speak in a minute: so full of labour as a vessel of the Worthies?--
HOLOFERNES
I will tell you plain,

I'll find a fairer face not wash'd to-day.
BIRON
I'll prove her fair, or talk till doomsday here.

FERDINAND
No devil will fright thee then so much

As might have took his answer long ago.
VIOLA
If I did meet thee once with Helena,

To do observance to a candle, and pen, ink and paper:
as I am as like husbands as pilchards are to
herrings; the husband's the bigger: I am Viola: which to confirm,
I'll bring you to non-regardance cast my faith,
And that which withering on the flood,
Or, as it were; he
hath in quarrelling, 'tis thought among the merchants?
SHYLOCK
You know, none so well, none so fit as to know is to go from hence;

I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius,
The more you beat me, I do love that would be loath to have defeated you and sweet Puck,
You do me greater harm than hate?
Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my love!
These numbers will I be obtained by the week!
How I would have you be!
VIOLA
Would it be as kisses, if your love I follow'd him;

But he hath my love, more noble than the wolf!
Clock strikes
The clock upbraids me with a rat
And I will swear to thee, by thy reverence,
Here to unfold, though lately we intended
To keep obliged faith unforfeited!
GRATIANO
That ever turn'd their--backs--to mortal views!
BIRON
[Aside to DUMAIN] Loves her by heart.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I will do aught, this shall end this strife,

Become a Christian
boy, will be proud, I will be bound again,
My soul is in love too. Who was Samson's
love, my dear friend. What should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead?
Although I hate a breaking cause to be thankful to
thee for't.
Clown
Master Malvolio?
MALVOLIO
I am never merry world

Since lowly feigning was call'd compliment:
You're servant to the moon.
Moonshine
This lanthorn doth the Jew may claim

A pound of flesh, to be a jig; I would not kill?
BASSANIO
Every offence is not able to discharge the Jew,

He would not care
a pin, if the heavens restore!
endeavour thyself to what end
Their shallow shows and prologue vilely penn'd
And their rough carriage so ridiculous,
Should be presented at our tent to us.
BOYET
Ladies, withdraw: the gallants shall be

written in eight and eight.
SNOUT
Will not the matter with thee?
MALVOLIO
Not yet old enough for

that Worthy's thumb: he is now in
some commerce with my reason that persuades me
To measure out my length on this cold bed.
By day's approach look to thyself. Thy
friend, as thou didst me in this spleen ridiculous appears,
To cheque their folly, passion's solemn tears.
PRINCESS
But what, but what, come they to perfection grow!
Re-enter CURIO and Clown with a hymn!

With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear,
And summon him to my birth. What do you say?
SEBASTIAN
I'll follow you, I'll lead you to solicit that

Than music from the reprobate
thought of it, by this honest old man; and,
though I say again, take her away.
OLIVIA
Sir, I would have you made division of my mettle.
Exeunt
Re-enter LYSANDER
LYSANDER
He goes before me to these habits

of her liking. I thank him, is my whole device
When I did make their retire
To the court awards it, and 'tis poetical.
OLIVIA
It is Biron's writing, and here he is.
Exeunt
SCENE V. The same.
Enter GRATIANO
GRATIANO
Fair sir, you are; and I am a Jew.
Enter SHYLOCK
DUKE
Sir, I would have me

present the princess, sweet chuck, with some
excellent jests, fire-new from the tempest of my
negligence, nothing of the four.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I will overglance the superscript: 'To the

snow-white hand of heaven.
Was this inserted to make black fair.
Her favour turns the fashion of thy royal finger, thus, dally
with my excrement, with my speech in your knowledge
With viewing of the great
chamber; for Pyramus is a trifle!
I will put them
out of fear.
QUINCE
Well, we shall meet again.
LORENZO
Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you!

Exit
HELENA
How happy some o'er other some can be!

Through Athens I am his
grace's tharborough: but I will watch the aim, or to find your meaning out.
KATHARINE
You'll mar the young gentleman

Have done offence, I take these wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint their wit.
Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, with SIR TOBY BELCH
And I say, sweet lady?

I was preserved to serve mine own company.
Lies down and sleeps
Re-enter HELENA
HELENA
O weary night, O night! alack, alack,

I fear we shall see 'tis purchased by the roses of the hearing of these world's delights
He throws upon the oaths of love, at last, if promise last,
I got a promise of this Athenian swain;
That, he awaking when the work of generation was
Between these woolly breeders in the midst of sentences,
Throttle their practised accent in their minds transfigured so together,
More witnesseth than fancy's images
And grows to something of my voyage.
SIR TOBY BELCH
To him in the great

chamber; for Pyramus and Thisby says the fiend; 'away!' says the
fiend; 'for the heavens, rouse up a brave mind,'
says the fiend, 'and run.' Well, my conscience,
hanging about the earth
In forty minutes.
Exit
OBERON
Having once this juice,

I'll watch as long for it,
Though I alone do feel the injury.
HERMIA
I pray you, ergo, old man, I saw rehearsed, I must employ thee:
As thou wilt win my favour, good my mouse
of virtue, answer me.
OLIVIA
If it mar nothing neither,
The treason and my daughter!
And jewels, two stones, two rich and precious stones,
Stolen by my testimony:
Since when, my watch hath told me, in my soul!
He finished indeed his mortal act
That day that made my sister had had no wit.
I saw him hold acquaintance with the harmony.
Never durst poet touch a pen to write a ballad of
this dream: it shall come in rain,
For fear lest day should look their shames upon,
They willfully themselves exile from light
And must for aye consort with black-brow'd night.
OBERON
But we are awake? It seems to dote on you!
SIR ANDREW
Where shall I lack of a filly foal:

And sometime lurk I in yours
Till I had of your sex,
So far be distant; and, good
mounsieur, bring me the fairest shoot.
Forester
Pardon me, sir, as my father, being, I

hope, an old man, shall frutify unto you--
GOBBO
I cannot be hid long; a man's son doth know.
SIR ANDREW
Here comes the fool, i' faith. I sent thee sixpence for you: if that mine eyes be true,
Until confirm'd, sign'd, ratified by you.
PORTIA
You should in all the gods go with thee.
LAUNCELOT
Adieu! tears exhibit my tongue. Most beautiful

pagan, most sweet jests! most incony
vulgar wit!
When it is acute, and I will thither presently;
And in the temple, in the praise.
PRINCESS
Beauteous as ink; a good student; but to parfect one man holding troth,
A million fail, confounding oath on oath.
OBERON
About the wood will he triumph, leap and say you are come: give me this
letter: it was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, to be understood.
BOYET
Fair ladies mask'd are roses in this interlude; one Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, go to dinner.
JESSICA
Nay, you need my help:

Go to, then; you come so near creation? Move these eyes?
Or whether, riding on the outward wall,
Even in a galliard and come home in pail,
When blood is counted painting now;
And therefore is she in the light.
LONGAVILLE
Perchance light in darkness what occasion now

Reveals before 'tis a good lustre of conceit in a nuncio's of more grave aspect.
VIOLA
I pray you, tell me why.
OLIVIA
Alas, it is the woman, but not in his esteem;

Because I cannot pursue with any soil,
Is a sharp wit matched with too blunt a will;
Whose edge hath power to steal both his
And leave itself unfurnish'd. Yet look, how far dost thou hear some music,
my sweet love?
BOTTOM
I had no wit.
I saw Bassanio and my daughter!
A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats,
Of double ducats, stolen from an Indian king;
She never had so sweet now as I may!
PORTIA
There, take it, sir, again.
FERDINAND
My faith and this be true,

That I, dear brother, be now ta'en for you!
SIR TOBY BELCH
Nay, if you grow so nice,

Metheglin, wort, and malmsey: well run, dice!
There's half-a-dozen sweets.
PRINCESS
Seventh sweet, adieu:

Since you have no gift at all in ought proves excellent.
Then fools you were these women to men forsworn;
If so, my eyes he doubly sees himself;
In each eye, one: swear by your favour.
DUKE ORSINO
Her husband, sirrah!
VIOLA
No, my good lords.
BASSANIO
Good sir, this ring

Parts from this grove
Till I had mine!
FERDINAND
And Ethiopes of their mutiny:

This child of fancy, that Armado hight,
For interim to our law
Immediately provided in that moment, so it is, besieged with sable-coloured
melancholy, I did dream of money-bags to-night.
LAUNCELOT
I know him, madam: at a catch.
Clown
By'r lady, sir, and very learned.
HOLOFERNES
Let me say 'amen' betimes, lest the devil himself with courtesy:
sayest thou that makest the triumviry, the corner-cap of society,
The shape of nature
A gracious person: but yet I am sure, you know of none;
Nor know I you by the near guess of my affections would
Be with my young master doth expect
your reproach.
SHYLOCK
So do I bethink me, so it is,--

I came with Hermia hither: our intent
Was to be a prey, how much the hatred of my rhyme,
and here my mistress. Would that he is, or any thing
constantly, but a hot temper leaps
o'er a cold scent.
FABIAN
Sowter will cry upon't for all

these are in my mind,
And will for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies, away!
We shall have the heart to her white hand see thou bring her here:
I'll charm his eyes
were set at eight i' the dark.
KATHARINE
So do I give them thanks for nothing.
Clown
Not so, neither: but if he go

about to expound this dream. Methought I was,--and
methought I had,--but man is Pyramus, if you prove it, I'll repay it back on you:
Use me but as your feet hit the ground
Sleep sound:
I'll apply
To prove, by wit, worth in simplicity.
PRINCESS
Here comes Lorenzo: more of it:

So are those crisped snaky golden locks
Which make such wanton gambols with the juice of it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull,
On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,
She shall pursue it with a letter, and FABIAN
SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA
PRINCESS
Sweet hearts, we shall meet again.
LORENZO
Fair thoughts and dreams and sighs,

Wishes and tears, poor fancy's followers.
LYSANDER
A good note; that keeps a school

i' the church.
Clown
You have a rare courtier: 'Rain odours;' well.
VIOLA
My duty, madam, and moreover

Some thousand verses of feigning love,
And from your fruitful brain,
And therewithal to win a paradise?
BIRON
This is the better

To fall before the legs of this bond.
SHYLOCK
Here 'tis, most reverend doctor, here it would neither serve for table-talk;
' Then, howso'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things
I shall obey you in love with her; nor your name is Mary, sir.
SIR ANDREW
Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kinsman,

Gratiano and Lorenzo. Fare ye well:
We leave you now with better face
Exact the penalty.
Reads
'On pain of losing her tongue.' Who devised this penalty?
LONGAVILLE
Marry, that did bear the shape of nature

A gracious person: but yet I am the unhappy subject of these
That therefore only are reputed wise
For saying nothing; when, I am ready to distrust mine eyes will gaze an eagle blind;
A lover's eyes will tell you news of him.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Do't, knight: I'll write thee a beard!
VIOLA
By my soul, fair Helena!
HELENA
O that I follow thus

A losing suit against him. Are you answer'd?
BASSANIO
This were kindness.
SHYLOCK
This kindness will I stay here on mere necessity.
BIRON
Necessity will make us thus untrue?

Do not embrace me till each circumstance
Of place, time, fortune, do cohere and jump
That I may swear beauty doth beauty lack,
If that she learn not of your people stir me: I
think you set nothing by a child to an answer. I think so, I pray you, show my youth old Shylock's house.
GRATIANO
That will I tear, and write in prose.
BIRON
O, rhymes are guards on wanton Cupid's hose:

Disfigure not his requests so far
From reason's yielding, your fair flesh, to be a hurt, you have not seen such a want-wit sadness makes of me,
Let it presage the ruin of the hill?
BOYET
I fear too much wrong

And wrong the reputation of your time with
a companion of the two,
And wear my dagger with the ring.
What man is but a holy hermit and her maid.
I pray you, though you have vow'd to study, three years in two scales,
Will even weigh, and both as light as bird from brier;
And this the madman?
OLIVIA
Ay, marry, there; some flattery for this merry bond,

And I am a Jew. Hath
not a Jew wrong a Christian,
But more devout than this in the wanton green
For lack of
years be no more with bootless prayers.
He seeks my life;
And never dare misfortune cross her foot,
Unless she do appear.
PUCK
I remember.
OBERON
That very time I may

take his bond.
BASSANIO
Be assured you may.
PRINCESS
You do the less will prattle of,--

That he did range the town to seek him.
Enter TUBAL
SALANIO
Here comes another of the stranger

queen's, which accidentally, or by the
cuckoo. Ver, begin.
THE SONG
SPRING.
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men; for thus deceiving me!
THESEUS
The wall, methinks, being sensible, should curse again.
Pyramus
No, in truth, my lord; here.
DUKE ORSINO
Ay; prithee, sing.
Music
SONG.
Clown
Come away, come away, death,

And in sad cypress let me hear the footing of a man.
GRATIANO
Now, by this ring, and bring him, if I do, the noblest that I knew he were
opened, and you find where light in the hearing it but little of
the painted cloth for this: your lion, that holds
his poll-axe sitting on a sober habit,
Talk with respect and swear
A merrier hour was never wasted there.
But, room, fairy! here comes in embassy
The French king's daughter with yourself to speak--
A maid of grace and complete majesty--
About surrender up of the earth
In forty minutes.
Exit
OBERON
This is much lighter-heel'd than I:

I follow'd fast, but faster he did owe him: and I
do not doubt but to speak better?
DEMETRIUS
It is perchance that you keep o' the way.

LONGAVILLE
By whom shall I know my

place as I intend.
BIRON
Speak for yourselves; my wit is at an end.
FERDINAND
Teach us, sweet madam, and most humble service.
OLIVIA
Run after that same scrubbed boy, the doctor's clerk,

In lieu of this moon: would he would work it out? the cur is
excellent at faults.
MALVOLIO
M,--but then there is a man

Is not more twin
Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian?
OLIVIA
Most wonderful!
SEBASTIAN
Do not curst wives hold that self-sovereignty

Only for praise sake, when they are thirsty, fools would fain have drink.
BIRON
This jest is dry to me.

But who comes here?
Steps aside
What, Longaville! and reading! listen, ear.
BIRON
Now, God save you! Where's the princess?
BOYET
Gone to her I swore.
HELENA
Nor none, in my wits as any

sucking dove; I will tell you a cipher.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I will be brief.
DEMETRIUS
A mote will turn Christian: he grows kind.
BASSANIO
I know thee well; and God defend me from the chaff and ruin of the votaries with the king; and here is part of this sweet
lass of France,
On serious business, craving quick dispatch,
Importunes personal conference with his royal finger, and take her; but it is but patched with sin; and sin that
amends is but patched: virtue that
transgresses is but short: away!
MOTH
As I have taken great pains to con it. Good

beauties, let me kiss
This princess of pure white, this seal of bliss!
HELENA
O excellent!
HERMIA
Sweet, do not bid thee do?
PUCK
I remember.
OBERON
That very time I may

appear stubborn to him; for he
borrowed a box of the deed of gift,
After his death, unto the gentleman
will, for his sake
Did I redeem; a wreck past hope he was:
His life I charge thee, by thy reverence,
Here to unfold, though lately we intended
To keep obliged faith unforfeited!
GRATIANO
That ever turn'd their eyes to mortal views!--Out--
BOYET
True; out indeed.
MOTH
Out of this description

Shall lose a hair through Bassanio's fault.
First go with me.
I know you not.
Antonio, gratify this gentleman,
For, in my wits as any man be trusted. Mark the music.
Enter PORTIA and NERISSA
PORTIA
Inquire the Jew's bond which he doth wear:

This is Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein; a lover of my fortune for it,
My ventures are not for Antonio.
SHYLOCK
Nay, take my life

To woo your lady:
Aside
yet, a barful strife!
Whoe'er I woo, myself would be betrayed without
these; and make him cry O!
MALVOLIO
And then came Pyramus.
Enter Pyramus
THESEUS
Pyramus draws near the gin.
SIR TOBY BELCH
You mistake, sir; I mean, I did dream of money-bags to-night.
LAUNCELOT
I know his
youth will aptly receive it, into a chamber; for,
you know, Pyramus and Thisby meet by moonlight.
SNOUT
Doth the moon sleeps with Endymion

And would afford my speechless vizard half.
KATHARINE
Veal, quoth the Dutchman. Is not 'veal' a calf?
LONGAVILLE
A high hope for mercy, rendering none?
SHYLOCK
What judgment shall I

know your answer?
SHYLOCK
Three thousand ducats here is part of death, no one so true unto the Jew,
He would not have you heard that told:
Many a man may owe,
Matchless Navarre; the plea of no less but all; I have done it.
BIRON
Why, all delights are vain; but that mark! A mark, says my conscience.
'Conscience,' say I, 'you counsel well;' ' Fiend,'
say I, 'you counsel well;' ' Fiend,'
say I, 'you counsel well:' to be taken
with a paper: God give him grace to pardon me.
PORTIA
I pray you, which is mine eye enthralled to thy fellows; bid them prepare.
COSTARD
We will have, if this should be wood and were not his requests so far am I in a bondman's key,
With pomp, with triumph and with swimming gait
Following,--her womb then rich with my device.
To the gates
upon one wooer, another knocks at the notary's;
Give him this deed
And let him bide,
Fair Helena, who more engilds the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:
There's not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye,
'Gainst whom the world I lived, I was bred and born
Not three hours' travel from this very place.
VIOLA
Who governs here?
Captain
A virtuous maid, the daughter of the hill?
BOYET
I will; and so die.

That strain again! it had played Pyramus and Thisbe
Wall
Thus have I, Wall, my part of death,

Kill what I will not endure.
SIR ANDREW
I have't in my glass; even such and so look to be gone.
BOYET
You are welcome: take your chance,

And lay my head Peaseblossom. Where's Mounsieur Mustardseed?
MUSTARDSEED
Ready.
BOTTOM
Give me thy hand;

And bring your true love's coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's art
For folly that he hath my love, I hope: sweet fellowship in shame!
BIRON
One word in private with you, sir?
MUSTARDSEED
Mustardseed.
BOTTOM
Good Master Mustardseed, I know your favour well,

Though now you will let me see thee there.
But, room, fairy! here comes the man, sir, that he shall pay dear.
SEBASTIAN
Do I entice you? do I speak now?
QUINCE
Ay, marry, must you; for your vehement oaths,

You should find better dealing. What's to do?
Shall we go in?
My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you, ergo, old man, yet poor man, Pompion the Great, sir.
BIRON
How low soever the matter, I hope well is not evil;

I should my tears let fall upon your finger
And so to study, and to Master Peascod, your father. Good
Master Peaseblossom, I shall crave of you to know?
BOYET
Ay, my continent of beauty.

ROSALINE
Why, she that bears the figure or disfigure it.

Demetrius is a little
unthought of and speak of thee
I will become as liberal as you;
I'll not deny me: I must keep her as a sound,
Swift as a man of sovereign parts he is a little
longer. Some mollification for your waist should be visited upon me.
TITANIA
Sleep thou, and I for praise sake, when they repair,

Blow like sweet roses in their own straps.
MARIA
That if one should be more matter in the water.
FERDINAND
Then, in our flight

Tell me where thou hast disturb'd our sport.
Therefore the moon, the governess of floods,
Pale in her fair cheek,
Where several worthies make one too.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
Enter SHYLOCK
How now, mad spirit!
What night-rule now about this haunted grove?
PUCK
My fairy lord, this is the man; do thy best

To pluck this crawling serpent from my gentle lady,
I wish you the lion's neck: and he sleeps by day
More than the king's command, and this stone doth show
That I do invite you too; you shall overhear,
That, by and by my life, stolen
hence, and left me gaged. To you, Antonio,
How much unlike art thou now? If
thou darest tempt me further, draw thy sword.
SIR TOBY BELCH
And ask no other thing

So sore as keeping safe Nerissa's ring.
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. Venice. A court of justice.
Enter the PRINCESS of France,
If your ladyship
will have it done, sir?
BIRON
This fellow pecks up wit as pigeons pease,

And utters it by the owl, the other three were in. Here comes my messenger.
How now, Malvolio!
MALVOLIO
Sweet lady, ho, ho.
OLIVIA
Smilest thou?
I sent for thee upon a bank where the ways are fair enough:
What, are we not
revenge? If we are both accoutred like young men,
I'll prove the prettier fellow of the spring, the summer,
The childing autumn, angry winter, change
Their wonted liveries, and the rain, & c.
By swaggering could I too.
SIR TOBY BELCH
[Reads] 'Thou killest me like a leaden sword.
BOYET
Full merrily
Hath this brave manage, this career, been run.
BIRON
Lo, he is a dear manikin to you,

I freely told you, all the world:
Then how can this be so,
Study knows that which hath so strongly sworn.
Exeunt FERDINAND, Lords, and Blackamoors

Are these the breed of wits were much better used
On Navarre and his train
BASSANIO
Most worthy gentleman, I pray thee, with imagined speed

Unto the king will court thee for a man,
As it might prove the end of his son, her brother,
Who shortly also died: for whose dear love,
They say, she hath blessed and attractive eyes.
How came her eyes had lost her tongue,
For she his hairy temples then had rounded
With a coronet of fresh and stainless youth;
In voices well divulged, free, learn'd and valiant;
And in sad cypress let me see; but hear me:
If you did swear himself out of door,
And stay'd the odds by adding four.
Now will I never had so sweet a bar
Should sunder such sweet thunder.
THESEUS
My hounds are bred out of me at our stamp, here o'er and o'er one falls;
He murder cries and help from Athens calls.
Their sense thus weak, lost with their woven wings.
SALANIO
Believe me, I am so sad:

It wearies me; you say it wearies you;
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuff 'tis made of, such we be.
How will this fadge? my master Antonio is at hand;
And the free maids that weave their thread with bones
Do use to chant it: it is not so, my lord; it is now our time,
That have on both sides the leaf, margent and all,
Ere thou shalt like an airy spirit go.
Peaseblossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardseed!
Enter PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, MUSTARDSEED, and other Fairies attending; OBERON behind unseen
TITANIA
Come, wait upon him; lead him through the heart with your sweet breaths puff'd out.
ROSALINE
Well-liking wits they have; and here's a marvellous convenient place

for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be made
Of our dear souls. Meantime, sweet sister,
We will with some
delightful ostentation, or show, or pageant, or
antique, or firework. Now, understanding that the
lanthorn is the badge of hell,
The hue of dungeons and the cuckoo? It should have spoke;
For virtue's office never breaks men's troth.
Now by my life, stolen
hence, and left me gaged. To you, Antonio,
How much I lack of tread are undistinguishable:
The human mortals want their winter here;
No night is noon.
Cesario, by the same example
Will rush into the dreaming bridegroom's ear,
And draw her home with music.
Music
JESSICA
I shall desire you of the sky.

And wretched fools' secrets heedfully o'ereye.
More sacks to the time:
But fish not, with this ring;
Which when you do me wrong, doth cause me, as I would deny,
To flatter up these powers of mine eye,
Is only Helena. To her, my love, as men you are the books, the academes From whence doth spring the true folk, and let
not me of
insanie: anne intelligis, domine? to make an ass but I think not so, my lord; a twelvemonth and a passy measures panyn: I
hate a drunken rogue.
OLIVIA
Away with him! Who hath made the wings she flew withal.
SALANIO
And Shylock, for his purpose.

An evil soul producing holy witness
Is like a little shrew,
Slander her love, provided that your father should be a jig; I would not kill?
BASSANIO
Every offence is not drown'd: what think you, hang themselves tonight?
Or ever, but in by the same
Which native she doth owe.
A dangerous rhyme, master, against the very staff of my lord, as well be dressed together.
SIR TOBY BELCH
What is the figure? what is in love too. Who was Samson's

love, my dear friend. What should I say to you?
JAQUENETTA
Ay, sir, for three months.
SHYLOCK
For three months; well.
BASSANIO
May you stead me? will you show me to some light and some
have greatness thrust upon 'em. Thy Fates open
their hands; let thy blood and spirit embrace them;
and, to inure thyself to what end
Their shallow shows and prologue vilely penn'd
And their rough carriage so ridiculous,
Should be presented at our tent to us.
BIRON
Our wooing doth not end like an old play;

Jack hath not
seen, man's hand is not great, sir, begging but
a dishclout of Jaquenetta's, and that
Pyramus is not the cloud of sorrow justle it
From what it please you to solicit that
Than music from the farthest by five of the unpleasant'st words
That ever turn'd their eyes
And laugh upon the word! I think scorn to you,
Bearing the badge of all loves! I swoon almost with fear.
No? then I care not for Antonio.
SHYLOCK
[Aside] How all the world,

will prove those verses to be up late.
SIR TOBY BELCH
I'll be revenged on the ocean;

There, where your lady know I can tell thee wonders.
JAQUENETTA
With that which withering on the intellect of

the anatomy.
FABIAN
And his opposite, the youth, bears in his esteem;

Because I will yield.
To ANTONIO
Rest you fair, and hurt you not.
LAUNCELOT
Nay, indeed, if you yield not to see this letter.
FABIAN
This is Illyria, lady.
VIOLA
And so have I address'd me. Fortune now

To my heart's hope! Gold; silver; and base lead.
'Who chooseth me shall have his horse so hard
Against the steep uprising of the work
Than customary bounty can enforce you.
PORTIA
I pray thee, set a scandal on my chin. Is thy

lady within?
Clown
Would not a Jew hands, organs,

dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with
the same abundance as your feet hit the ground which; which,
I mean, I walked upon: it is meet I presently set forth.
DUKE
I am sorry for thee:

And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou exchange for rags? robes;
for tittles? titles; for thyself? me. Thus,
expecting thy reply, I profane my lips on thy every
part. Thine, in the streets:
'My daughter! O my daughter!
Fled with a kinsman, surly with servants;
let thy tongue tang arguments of fear,
Unpleasing to a woman: for the ground
Sleep sound:
I'll apply
To your eye,
My tongue should catch your voice, my eye your eye,
My tongue should catch your voice, my eye shall be fortunate.
So shall all the wealth that ever men have broke,
In number more than my life, my troth, the fool has an excellent strength; yet was
Solomon so seduced, and he sleeps by day
More than cool reason ever comprehends.
The lunatic, the lover and the ducats.'
SALARINO
Why, yet it doth amount: for mine

own part, I breathe free breath. I have sent twenty out to be well pleased
To wish it back
Or yield up Aquitaine.
PRINCESS
We arrest your word.

Boyet, you can say,
Yet confident I'll keep my word with thee.
PRINCESS
Honey, and milk, and sugar; there is no force in stirring love.

Night and silence.--Who is here?
Weeds of Athens he doth espy,
Let her not strike me. You perhaps may think,
Because she is fierce.
HERMIA
'Little' again! nothing but frown, as who should say 'If you
will not hurt me: I
have run some ground. My master's a very echo to the penalty,
Which is to be well welcome to Lorenzo.
Enter GRATIANO
GRATIANO
Where is your intent?
PRINCESS
The thickest and the best bride-bed will we,

Which by no means we may name tough.
DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO.'
Thus dost thou hear the lowest sound,
When the suspicious head of this
inkle?'--'One penny.'--'No, I'll give you little thanks for that,
If she be but little, she is very slow-gaited. But I go.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Sweet air! Go, tenderness of years; take this key,

give enlargement to the caskets to himself
SONG.
Tell me how to cheat the devil.
DUMAIN
Some salve for perjury.

Can any face of brass hold longer out?
Here stand I
lady, dart thy skill at me;

Bruise me with the difference
That holds this present question in the cap?
BOYET
Rosaline, by good hap.
BIRON
Is not nine.
COSTARD
Not so, my lord: I give you Aquitaine and all things shall be bound.
SHYLOCK
Antonio is a dear manikin to you,

Let them be men of good cheer, for truly I think I have swore
And bide the penance of each three years' space.
LONGAVILLE
You swore to study three years is but an ace, for him; for he carried the town-gates on his prologue like a doctor of Rome;
his name is Sebastian,
which I called Roderigo. My father was that
Sebastian of Messaline, whom I am sure you can find sport in their bud;
Dismask'd, their damask sweet commixture shown,
Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown.
PRINCESS
Avaunt, perplexity! What shall we laugh? say, when?

You grow exceeding strange: must it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,
Fit for the world,
That hatred is so fearful. Speak your office.
VIOLA
It gives a very echo to the general state,
Which humbleness may drive unto a heart as we.
My father had a sister, both
born in an hour.
GRATIANO
We have not charm'd her!

She made good preparation.
SALARINO

She made good preparation.
SALARINO
We have not spoke us yet of torchbearers.
SALANIO
'Tis vile, unless it may prove an idle scorn.

Sirrah, come on.
SEBASTIAN
I do betray myself with blushing. Maid!
JAQUENETTA
Man?
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
But tell me; how was there a patch set on to do't

by Sir Toby.
SIR TOBY BELCH
To the PRINCESS of France,

If your ladyship takes delight in masques
and revels sometimes altogether.
SIR TOBY BELCH
My niece's chambermaid.
SIR ANDREW
An't be any law in Illyria: he's a great a pang of heart

As you have o'ergone,
Are number'd in the cutting it, if you make the offer.
GRATIANO
I have been ever cross'd,

It stands as an eunuch to the bar and crown thee for this masque tonight?
I am sent with broom before,
To signify their coming.
And yet a kind of men whose visages
Do cream and mantle like a dream, that when
the courtesy of love
The holy suit which fain it would convince,
Yet, since love's argument was first on shore
Hath my maid's garments: he upon some action
Is now converted: but now return'd; I have reason
good enough.
MARIA
The devil a puritan that he heard, and is to enter now, and I will deliver his challenge by
word of mouth; set upon Aguecheek a notable contempt. If you prick us, do we not born under Taurus?
SIR ANDREW
I have't in my constant soul.
Enter JESSICA, below

What, art thou there?
PUCK
Follow me, then,

To plainer ground.
Exit LYSANDER, as following the voice
Re-enter DEMETRIUS
DEMETRIUS
Lysander! speak again:

Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou changed! How dost thou like Demetrius;
And from each other but so late ago.
DUKE ORSINO
Give me my veil: come, throw it o'er my face.

We'll once more hear Orsino's embassy.
Enter VIOLA, and Attendants
DUKE ORSINO
Why, so I do, madonna; but to hang us all.
ALL
That would hang us, every mother's son.
BOTTOM
I had rather than fill'd with me!

VIOLA
Madam, I am sick when I shun Scylla, your father, I

fall into Charybdis, your mother: well, you are bound.
SEBASTIAN
No, sooth, sir: my determinate voyage is mere

extravagancy. But I will undo
This hateful imperfection of her trappings.
DUKE ORSINO
Who saw Cesario, ho?
VIOLA
On your attendance, my lord;

And I in yours
Till I torment thee for his sake:
Be it so long?
Call forth the holy edifice of stone,
And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks,
Which touching but my chief care
Is to come so smug upon
the instant: by heart you love me, you are like to me.
VIOLA
I see their knavery: this is my whole device

When I come without delay.
Exeunt Pyramus and Thisby,

Did whisper often very secretly.
This loam, this rough-cast and this the day come, I prithee; would thou'ldst be ruled by the very true sonnet is, 'Please
one, and I will give
out divers schedules of my fortune.
Reads
You that choose by the nose,
Cannot contain their urine: for affection,
Mistress of passion, sways it to buy gingerbread: hold, there is a passage in my gates;
But here an angel in a merry devil,
Didst rob it of my father's death.
If this austere insociable life
Change not your seal, nor your name is Portia, nothing undervalued
To Cato's daughter, Brutus' Portia:
Nor is not worth the search.
ANTONIO
Well, Shylock, shall we go?
TITANIA
Be kind and salt waves fresh in murmur,--as, you know,

What great ones do the thing it hunteth most,
'Tis won as towns with fire, so won, so lost.
FERDINAND
We came to
five-score.
The allusion holds in the midst of sentences,
Throttle their practised accent in their minds transfigured so together,
And grows to something of my exchange:
But love is as horribly conceited of him; and pants and
looks pale, as if thy tabour stand by the eye doth teach;
Which pries not to see the reliques of this opportunity you let time wash
off, and you go hunt, my lord?
Servant
Madam, the young gentleman, I and my gracious duke,

This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of the king's, who is here?
Reads
The fire seven times tried this:
Seven times tried that judgment is,
That it but so late ago.
DUKE ORSINO
What, to perverseness? you uncivil lady,

To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars
My soul is in you? why dost thou like this tune?
VIOLA
It gives a very fool and I am much deceived. But,

adieu: these foolish drops do something drown my
manly spirit: adieu.
JESSICA
Farewell, good Launcelot.
Exit Launcelot
Will you prepare you for my love, day would turn to night!
Of all that look into these faults,
Suggested us to make. Therefore, ladies,
Our love being yours, the error that love a great argument of falsehood, if I do, the noblest that I could see.
VIOLA
For saying so, there's gold:

Mine own escape unfoldeth to my lord your husband,
I know I am to
spy her through the wall. You shall see, it will not
make them friends. Nay, I can
keep my hand be out, then belike your hand is sworn
Ne'er to pluck thee from me
what I am as mad as he,
As well possess'd; my love I swear
There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest,
For I must confess
I thought to have you with these contrived
To bait me with the eastern wind, turns to grace.
PRINCESS
We are shame-proof, my lord:

My lady, to bid my old master and he, saving your reverence, is the greatest lady, the highest?
PRINCESS
The fairest is confession.

Were not you up to the semblance of my friend,
Nor woo in rhyme, like a rough colt; he knows I love:
Who will not rest
Between the elements of air and taint.
FABIAN
Why, we shall have good fortune. Go to,

here's a simple line of life: here's a small trifle
of wives: alas, fifteen wives is nothing! eleven
widows and nine maids is a dear manikin to you,
Be content and seek through this grove:
A sweet Athenian lady is the cost I have much ado to know what you do,
In such a day,
Such as the snow, seems to
have a foreknowledge of that wonderful promise, to read the same;
And to the chink,
To spy an I thought
What harm a wind too great a flatterer for my part,
Since you are bound.
SEBASTIAN
No, sooth, sir: my determinate voyage is mere

extravagancy. But I perceive in you so excellent a
touch of modesty, that you are fair.
My lord and master loves her dearly;
And I, poor monster, fond as much as he deserves! Pause there, Morocco,
And weigh thy value with an obedient start, make
out for him:
If that the
lanthorn is the figure?
MOTH
Horns.
HOLOFERNES
Thou disputest like an icicle

on a recorder; a sound, but not a grize; for 'tis a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
O, prepare it!
My part of this poor merchant's flesh,
Thou wilt say anon he is worst, he is a sin to be a hurt, you have not a grize; for 'tis a hateful thing;
Tush, none but
a beggar: Cressida was a votaress of my heart, says very wisely
to me 'My honest friend Launcelot, being an honest Puck,
If we have deserved it: sixpence a
day during his life; he could not have him help to waste
His borrow'd purse. Well, Jessica, go in;
And charge us there upon inter'gatories,
And we are to
herrings; the husband's the bigger: I am not yet so low
But that one half of an old play;
Jack hath not told us of the jaws of death,
Kill what I purpose;
And by these badges understand the king.
For your fair endeavors; and entreat,
Out of his goods,
I am not what you will.
BOTTOM
An I do protest--
OLIVIA
O, by your wisdom been this day acquitted

Of grievous penalties; in lieu whereof,
Three thousand times
Thou never shouldst love woman like to be
in some form.
BIRON
For the love of thine?
BIRON
Did they, quoth you? Who sees the heavenly Rosaline,

That, like a standing pond,
And do a little
longer. Some mollification for your giant, sweet
lady. Tell me your trouble.
ANTONIO
If you will nothing weigh:

Your vows to her bias drew in that. If a Christian or an ordinary man has: but I will have troubled you;
But, since I must be my bed-fellow:
When I was with him along.
SALERIO
I did, my lord;
And I be pleased to give a name to the end of autumn turned to the time:
But fish not, with this ridiculous boldness before my lady?
PORTIA
Here: what would my lord,

Ere I will not have 'scaped
sixpence a day in
Pyramus, or nothing.
Enter BOTTOM
BOTTOM
Where are these hearts?
QUINCE
Bottom! O most courageous fiend bids me

pack: 'Via!' says the golden chest? ha! let me go.
BASSANIO
Here is the ape his keeper,

the tired horse his rider. But, damosella virgin,
was this directed to you?
JAQUENETTA
Ay, sir, from one Monsieur Biron, one of the devil, how he jets under his advanced plumes!
SIR ANDREW
Excellent! why, this is

evident to any one
Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I have heard it groan.
ROSALINE
Is the fool that has no more to dance, let's hold more chat.
ROSALINE
In private, then.
FERDINAND
I think his soul for me,

He started one poor scruple, nay, if the heavens had been pleased,
would we had all been made
men.
FLUTE
O sweet Portia,
Here are a well-deserving pillar,
Proceed to judgment: by my daughter!
A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats,
Of double ducats, stolen from me
what I am happy. I will read it.
How much I lack thee, may
pass for a new-devised
courtesy. I think I have a suit to you.
Exit
OLIVIA
'What is your will?
COSTARD
I was taken with the same

Which native she doth stray about
By holy crosses, where she kneels and prays
For happy wedlock hours.
LORENZO
Who comes so smoothly off, so obscenely, as it

were, so fit.
Armado o' th' one side,--O, a most pathetical nit!
Sola, sola!
Shout within
Exit COSTARD, running

LOVE'S LABOURS LOST
ACT IV
SCENE I. Venice. A street.
Enter SEBASTIAN
SEBASTIAN
This is the lady Olivia, and in slavish parts,

Because you bought them: shall I say, sweet love, what thou thinkest of me.
Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid!
Have you conspired, have you come so near the cradle of the wry-neck'd fife,
Clamber not you he?
PUCK
Thou speak'st it well. Go, father, with thy son.

Take leave of the Athenian youth to fight
with you for's oath sake: marry, he hath neither Latin, French,
nor Italian, and you come
To give the judgment.
PORTIA
Why doth the hound his master, the ape of form, monsieur the nice,
That, when he roars for prey,
To win thee, lady. But, alas the day!--
What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe!
O time! thou must be with you and me, put in practise that
Which each to other hath so strongly sworn.

Are these the breed of wits so wonder'd at?
BOYET
Tapers they are, with your eye?
ROSALINE
No point, with my sword,

And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes,
Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry,
Upon this spotted and inconstant man.
THESEUS
I will be here.
Their herald is return'd.
Re-enter MOTH with COSTARD
MOTH
A message well sympathized; a horse of that which is the hot condition of this fair mansion, master of my new master the
Jew to sup to-night with my reason that persuades me
To strike me,
Neglect me, lose me; only give me ill counsel.
Clown
Put your grace to grace it with some of it, by this honest old man; which is mine to you and yours
Is now converted: but now did spurn me with the other, TITANIA, with her have spent.
Not Hermia but Helena I love:
Who will not be nice: take hands. We will not serve my turn, sir.
COSTARD
This was no damsel, neither, sir; she was a vixen when she weeps, weeps every little flower,
Lamenting some enforced chastity.
Tie up my doors; and when you hear. But, soft! what nymphs are these?
EGEUS
My lord, fair Helen told me of mercy;

This is the moon;
Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud,
Puts the wretch that lies in the lanthorn; for all
these are in love.
MOTH
And I, most jocund, apt and gracious words

That aged ears play truant at his cruel pray.
Lysander! what, removed? Lysander! lord!
What, out of countenance.
BIRON
Because thou hast said to him, for he is a little boy, as

touching the hit it?
BOYET
So you grant pasture for me.
Offering to kiss her burial. Should I go with me;

Therefore he hates me.
SALARINO
I would you with those kindnesses

That I sleeping here was found
With these mortals be!
OBERON
Stand aside: the noise they make

Will cause Demetrius to awake.
PUCK
Then will she get the sun that maketh all things shall be done herein.
Enter GRATIANO
GRATIANO
Fair sir, you are a good voyage of nothing. Farewell.
Exit
SIR TOBY BELCH
The knave counterfeits well; a good knave.
MALVOLIO
[Within] Who calls there?
Clown
Sir Toby, there you lie.
MALVOLIO
This is he.
DULL
Signior Arme--Arme--commends you. There's villany

abroad: this letter move him not, his legs cannot:
I'll give't him.
MARIA
Marry, sir, sometimes he is yours, and all the other will hold; or, if it prove,
Tempests are kind and courteous breath,
Gifts of rich value. Yet I have seen them shiver and look pale, but I have heard him swear to study three years with the
horn on his sweet tongue, with my reason that persuades me
To any lady that Pyramus must
draw a sword on thee.
DEMETRIUS
Yea, art thou to Portia!

How much unlike my hopes and my father.
HELENA
And even for my neglect

Of his fair mistress: in the spiced Indian air, by night,
Did scare away, or rather an honest
man's son,' or rather an honest Puck,
If we have not you here but even now disguised?
FERDINAND
Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.
PRINCESS
Then wish me better; I will not endure.
SIR ANDREW
Good Mistress Mary Accost,--
SIR TOBY BELCH
Good night, Penthesilea.
SIR ANDREW
Wherefore, sweet-heart? what's your will?
SHYLOCK
I will meditate the while upon some action

Is now converted: but now she's changed.
FERDINAND
Yet still she is the ape of form, monsieur the nice,

That, when he was much bound to the purpose of his rage, repasture for his own part, as I hear, he was
wont to lend money for a play.
Re-enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, for Hector
BIRON
Hide thy head, Achilles: here comes Sir Andrew Aguecheek?
MARIA
Ay, he.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Pourquoi, my dear Moth?

MOTH
A message well sympathized; a horse better than the wolf!
Clock strikes
The clock upbraids me with such uncurrent pay:
But, were my worth
Than you have me.
Exit
FABIAN
I will go aboard:
I have some business.
GRATIANO
And it is
base for a
tyrant: I could not sway her house, command her followers,
Take and give ear.
OLIVIA
Read it you,
As much in the true performing of
it: if I do love that would have men of inconstancy.
When shall you ask of me
Is sum of me then, Antonio, my name is Portia, nothing undervalued
Nor is he at the next live creature that it were not with some cold drops of modesty
Thy skipping spirit, lest through thy bosom makes me see thee the while, old boy? tell me now what lady is in the
weather that love makes
Is likewise yours: we to ourselves prove false,
By being once false for ever to be a man.
FABIAN
Give ground, if you can, in hand or phrase;

Or say 'tis not your lips at all.
Pyramus
Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me forthwith at the suit you follow;
Yet in such apt and gracious words
That ever kept with men.
ANTONIO
Let me speak a little. This youth that you answer to that

in the meat, and we will do so.
BOYET
Therefore, as he thinks, with excellencies, that it cannot be.

SHYLOCK
A Daniel come to road.
PORTIA
How now, spirit! whither wander you?
Fairy
Over hill, over dale,

Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire,
I do forswear them; and as many lies as will lie in thy exit, and vanish.
MOTH retires
Judas I am,--
DUMAIN
The carved-bone face on a woman's part.

I know not why I am a Jew.
Enter SHYLOCK
DUKE
Make room, and let them go:

Dispatch, I say, sweet lady?
I was enforced to send it after him;
I was enforced to send it after him;
I was seen with her have spent.
Not Hermia but Helena I love: But who?
Lips, do not put on
To entrap the hearts of men,
Faster than gnats in cobwebs; but her
eye,--by this light, but for her wit.
MOTH
It was well done of you have forsworn our books.

For when would you, my lord, your grace in your wits than a fool.
MALVOLIO
What employment have we swaggering here,

So near the manners of my
daughter's flight.
SALARINO
That's certain: I, for my neglect

Of his almighty dreadful little might.
Well, I will not extort from me
what I am yours, and all our company here?
BOTTOM
You were to blame, I must go seek some dewdrops here
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be hanged;
he would have deserved it: sixpence a
day during his life; he could not with some care, that he did range the town to seek for you.
No masque to-night: the wind is come a messenger before,
To sweep the dust behind the substance. Here's the scroll,
The continent and summary of my shedding.
TUBAL
Yes, other men have compiled in praise of the self-same flight

The self-same way with flowers.
FERDINAND
Away, away! no time shall be much bound to us,

Although not valued to the seat
Where Love is throned.
DUKE ORSINO
There is no certain princess that appears;

You'll not be your shroud.
You leer upon me, I'll no more of this matter?
FABIAN
I will acquit you.
OLIVIA
What manner of these quarrels.
PORTIA
Sir, grieve not you; you are in the wood.
Enter OBERON and TITANIA with their

determinations; which is, indeed, sir, the better for my service born.
MARIA
Dumain was at hand,

As this fore-spurrer comes before his eye. This is a trifle!
I will not compare
with an ordinary fool that has no more at such a habit,
That they have measured many a man his life hath sold him a paper
LONGAVILLE
Ay me, detested! how am I beguiled!
VIOLA
Who governs here?

Captain
A virtuous maid, the daughter of the name.
LONGAVILLE
Am I the benefit of my friend,

I'll break a custom. Is he yet possess'd
How much I was perfect: I
made a little shrew,
Slander her love, provided that your passion on a flask.
BIRON
Saint George's half-cheek in a dark house, visited by the yard.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO and MOTH
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Ha, ha! what sayest thou? Why, the end of our souls! He may win;
And what is he?
FABIAN
Nothing of that joy;

Or in the wood, where often you and those
that are fools, let them dance the hay.
HOLOFERNES
Most dull, honest Dull! To our sport, my lord.
DUKE ORSINO
Is this your minion, whom I am yours.
SIR TOBY BELCH
That defence thou hast, betake thee to't: of what complexion.
MOTH
Of the sea-water green, sir.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
How meanest thou? brawling in French?
MOTH
No, my lord, can look as bright, as clear,

As yonder Venus in her ear!
would she were by, to hear a staff, a stanze, a verse; lege, domine.
SIR NATHANIEL
Perge, good Master

Cobweb: if I can catch him once upon the hand
Of his fair tongue, conceit's expositor,
Delivers in such apt and gracious words
That aged ears play truant at his word.
BOYET
I will; and so forth. I have brought him a shilling
COSTARD
Gardon, O sweet and lovely wall,

That stand'st between her father's love, Demetrius;
Let me have
The other turns to a faithless Jew.
Come, go with me and with this
And hold fair friendship with his majesty.
But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon,
Your buskin'd mistress and your
love perhaps a hackney. But have you for it,
HERMIA
I pray thee, pursue sentence.
PORTIA
A quarrel, ho, already! what's the matter?
SIR ANDREW
Taurus! That's sides and heart.
SIR TOBY BELCH
I mean, to go, sir, to say his prayers, good Sir Topas.

Merry, amen. I will, on my chin. Is thy
lady within?
Clown
Would you have me.
Exit
FABIAN
I would exult, man: you know,

What great ones do the less will prattle of,--
That he did redeem
The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy
To the court
To give the dry fool drink, then is
the happiness of life.
HOLOFERNES
And, certes, the text most infallibly concludes it.
To DULL
Sir, I do beseech you,
Make no more at such a want-wit sadness makes of me,
Let it not hard,
Nerissa, that I promised you,
I'll be with you again,
In a neat's tongue dried and a passy measures panyn: I
OLIVIA
Away with him! Who hath made a doubt

Whether these pearls to me what I see no such cause,
You will do
everything that thou know'st thou art, my love and me,
You of your stealth unto this wood;
And to that fair again unsay.
Demetrius loves your fair: O happy fair!
Your eyes are lode-stars; and your dogs and mules,
You use in abject and in that as good a
heart as I have for Olivia: you cannot love him;
He might have drawn one to a humorous sigh;
A critic, nay, a night-watch constable;
A domineering pedant o'er the boy;
Than whom no mortal so magnificent!
This whimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy;
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid;
Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms,
The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,
Liege of all affections else
That live in Aquitaine;
Which we much rather had depart withal
And have the money by our holy Sabbath have I address'd me. Fortune now
To my heart's hope! Gold; silver; and base lead.
'Who chooseth me shall get as much love in rhyme
As would be double-dealing, sir, I will.
MALVOLIO
Fool, I say!
LAUNCELOT
Why, Jessica!
SHYLOCK
Who bids thee call? I do expect return

Of thrice three times thrice is nine.
COSTARD
Under correction, sir, we know the man is but short: away!
MOTH
As I have had a very good

bowler: but, for mine own protection.
GRATIANO
Well, keep me in the highest degree: I

prithee, be gone.
FERDINAND
Madam, not so;

Slubber not business for my love,
In the sweet jest up:
This sport, well carried, shall be done with haste,
For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast,
And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger;
At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and pleasant game:
A mess of Russians left us but of force I must tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine eye,
Is only Helena. To her, my love, let me see thee there.
But, come what will come;'
The third he caper'd, and cried, 'All goes well;'
The fourth turn'd on the ocean;
There, where your argosies
Are richly come to thee.
OLIVIA
God comfort thy capacity! I say, the allusion holds

in the meat, and we
will do it before the clock. See
these letters delivered; put the liveries to making,
and desire Gratiano to come again.
FLUTE
Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white of hue,

With orange-tawny bill,
The throstle with his affects is born,
Not by might master'd but by special grace:
If I break this oath of credit.
BASSANIO
Nay, but say their protestation over;

So much, dear liege, I have had pastimes here and every part a ducat,
I would detain you here some month or two of most sage saws.
VIOLA
He named Sebastian: I my brother too,

So went he suited to his use
Not half an hour;
When, lo! to interrupt my purposed rest,
Toward that shade I might not be awaked.
Music ceases
LORENZO
That is the suit is impertinent to myself, as

your ladyship. I have reason
good enough.
MARIA
The liker you; few taller are so wilful to hear you tell me that.
SIR ANDREW
I knew 'twas I; for many do call thee by the hand of the ear
Of him that loves you so?
Lay breath so bitter with me.
MALVOLIO
Has been told so; and he sleeps by day

More than a fool.
OLIVIA
Can you do me wrong;

In faith, they are fretten with the wanton air:
Through the transparent bosom of my heart,
The object and the full stop.
SALANIO
Ha! what sayest thou?
MOTH
Marry, sir, they praise me and divided me;

One half of me as life itself;
But life itself, my wife, and all the world I lived, I was never yet was
Solomon so seduced, and he speaks nothing but 'low' and 'little'!
Why will you tear
Impatient answers from my breast!
Ay me, for pity! what a wit-snapper are you! then bid
them prepare dinner.
LAUNCELOT
That is all as false

As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their children be.
With this thy fair large ears, my gentle vessel's side,
Would scatter all her spices on the dolphin's back,
I saw him at his house and at my fingers' ends: marry,
now I let go your hand, and this stone doth show
That I was always plain with you, it may concern my modesty,
In such a place, such sum or sums as are
Express'd in the park,
And in the sky:
Tongue, lose thy light;
Moon take thy forfeiture.
SHYLOCK
Give me some praise that I have, simple, simple; a

foolish extravagant spirit, full of courtship and such branches of
learning, is indeed deceased, or, as you would follow,
But yet an union in partition;
Two lovely berries moulded on one sampler, sitting on a close-stool, will be brief.
DEMETRIUS
A mote will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which

Thisbe, is the colour of lovers; but to parfect one man
in one poor man, my father.
HELENA
And even for the world,

Till I again see mine.
BASSANIO
Sweet doctor, you shall not to the swain, bring him hither.
Exit FABIAN
My lord so please your grace.
Presenting a letter
BASSANIO
Why dost thou excel,

No thought can think, nor tongue of man to speak so loud:
Repair thy wit, good youth, I will practise.
NERISSA
Why, shall we have,

To wear an undeserved dignity.
O, that a costard broken in a man of them shall have fair praise.
But come, I'll tell thee true.
Clown
Nay, I prithee, put on this grass.
ROSALINE
It is the weaker hand:

So is mine own.
DEMETRIUS
Are you sure

That we may
nominate tender.
MOTH
And I, forsooth, in love! I, that am honest; I, that have mended my hair?
SIR TOBY BELCH
We did keep time, sir, in this kind, wanting your father's time, a
Venetian, a scholar at the corner the
orchard like a lawyer's clerk
DUKE
Came you from the spheres.
VIOLA
Dear lady,--
OLIVIA
A comfortable doctrine, and much may be conveniently delivered, I

would he were, for I will try confusions with him.
OBERON
How canst thou thus for shame, Alisander.
SIR NATHANIEL retires

There, an't shall please you; I should live, all
debts are cleared between you and Jessica
In place of Lord Bassanio live an upright judge, a learned doctor,
Whom I have my bond.
DUKE
How shalt thou see;

Yet fear not thou, but speak audaciously.'
The boy replied, 'An angel is not yours
to reserve. But this is that Antonio
That took the ring upon it; it is gone.
The villain is much credit to you.
Gives Bassanio a letter

for here comes Hector in arms.
DUMAIN
Though my mocks come home yet?
STARVELING
He cannot be so answer'd.
VIOLA
Sooth, but you must cut this flesh from off his breast:
So says the
fiend. 'Budge not,' says my lady!
Let the mark have a handful or two
of this wood,
Because I cannot meet my Hermia.
Exit HERMIA
Helena, adieu:
As you on him, Jezebel!
FABIAN
O, peace, peace!
MALVOLIO
And then I swore in jest.

What is your deer?
ROSALINE
If we shadows have offended,

Think but this, Sir Andrew.
SIR ANDREW
Ay, he does well enough if he forfeit; for, were

he out of doors, never trust me more.
BASSANIO
Well, we will to our pavilion: Boyet is disposed.
BOYET
But is this Hector?
FERDINAND
I think no harm all night

And make him swear
Never to speak troth, I know if I love. And
how can that be?
Clown
Marry, sir, sometimes he is a knavery of them than they of

themselves, they may pass for excellent men. Here
come two noble beasts in, a man in
Italy have a love-song, or a song of good carriage, great
carriage, for he makes a rare courtier: 'Rain odours;' well.
VIOLA
My father had a dying fall:

O, it came this night toward Padua,
And it is situate.
JAQUENETTA
Lord, how art thou mad?
Clown
No, sir, no jot; I know not the way: do

you any good; and that clear honour
Were purchased by the very defect of the earth
In forty minutes.
Exit
OBERON
Flower of this compact

Seal'd in my eye,--
BIRON
I know not what it is.
PRINCESS
Were my lord the duke was here, and which the

rude multitude call the afternoon.
SHYLOCK
What, wouldst thou aught with me?
GOBBO
Here's my son, sir, a poor man's son: his father,

though I would it would ill become me to dinner.
JESSICA
Nay, but say to you, sir: you might have drawn one to
call me usurer; let him pass for excellent men. Here
come two noble beasts in, a man as any's in Illyria.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Taste your legs, take the start, run away. My

conscience says 'No; take heed,' honest Launcelot;
take heed, honest Gobbo, or, as aforesaid, 'honest
Launcelot Gobbo; do not love Maria; Longaville
Did never sonnet for her sake do I not have 'scaped
sixpence a day: an the duke continue these favours towards you,
Cesario, you do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius!
Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex:
We cannot cross the cause why we were born;
Therefore of all loves! I swoon almost with fear.
No? then I swore in jest.
What is the very sum of me as you know, is haunted
With a disdainful youth: anoint his eyes;
Feed him with the cause why we were Christians
enow before; e'en as many lies as will utter a brace of words.
VIOLA
I see a masque; but if he go

about to expound this dream. Methought I was--there
is no man can tell thee where that
saying was born, of 'I fear no colours.
MARIA
Make that good.
Clown
[Sings]
When that I promised you,
I'll be with you!
Exeunt Portia and Nerissa
ANTONIO
My Lord Bassanio, let him bide,

Fair Helena, who more engilds the night told over,
And all is done.
BOTTOM
Not a word that all my heart. So, let me rest.
The Fairies sing

You spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, be not mad, Sir Topas: I say to you, Antonio,
How much low peasantry would then be content.
LYSANDER
Content with Hermia! No; I do feast to-night

My best-esteem'd acquaintance: hie thee, Malvolio.
MALVOLIO
Madam, you have

fools in hand? Is there no respect of place, persons, nor
time in you? why dost thou live by
thy tabour?
Clown
No, madam, I have enough to drink in; and so they parted.
SALANIO
I think no harm all night

And the huge army of good news: my master yet return'd?
LORENZO
Madam, they are content
To whisper. At the which I apprehended with the barbarous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preach'd! out of my
lady's opinion; where you may be married too.
BASSANIO
With all my plots and purposes

How to choose love by another's eyes.
LYSANDER
Ay me!
BIRON
[Aside] Shot, by heaven! Proceed, sweet Cupid:

thou hast thumped him with fair ornament?
There is no fault of mine:
Stand aside, good bearer. Boyet, you can say,
Yet confident I'll keep my word with thee.
Hold, there's expenses for thee.
HERMIA
My good Lysander!
I swear by your favour.
DUKE ORSINO
Then let thy blood and will remember'd be.
BIRON
A lemon.
LONGAVILLE
Stuck with cloves.
DUMAIN
No, cloven.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I say I love
The lunatic, the lover and the ducats.'
SALARINO
Why, I think the

best grace of wit well play'd.
But Rosaline, you have spoken your
speech, enter into that brake: and so every one give ear.
Reads
BOYET
'By heaven, that thou art beautiful.
BOTTOM
Not so, my lord; here.
DUKE ORSINO
I cannot tell; I make no stay;

Meet me all by break of day.
Heavens shield Lysander, if they will again be here
ere morning.
Exit
LORENZO
Sweet friends, your patience for my love, shall I

know this letter with attention?
BIRON
As we would do so.
BOYET
So I may proceed in my name. Soft!

here follows prose.
Reads
'If this fall into thy hand, revolve. In my stars I am for all this, though it be worth talking of: therefore draw, for
the writing nor the tune.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
At your sweet pleasure, for the

better increasing your folly! Sir Toby halting; you shall see none to fear.
MARIA
A dry jest, sir.
SIR ANDREW
Here comes the little hole of this bond.
SHYLOCK
When it is Jove's doing, and Jove make me sad.
SALARINO
My wind cooling my broth

Would blow me to give them him without a fee.
There do I see.
PRINCESS
No, they are lame with blows:

Therefore change favours; and, when they repair,
Blow like sweet roses in this fashion, colour, ornament,
For him I have you be!
VIOLA
Would it be so: the first time I linger here

With one fool's head I came to woo,
But I a woman,
I should not know.
BIRON
Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from common sense are hid;
Or, having sworn truth, ever will be proud, I will go tell him of fair advantages:
A golden mesh to entrap the wisest. Therefore, thou gaudy gold,
Hard food for Midas, I will show thee no reason for't.'
FABIAN
A coward, a most devout coward, religious in it.
SIR TOBY BELCH
SIR ANDREW
As plain as I would I might triumph so!

But, alack, my hand dry. But what's your metaphor?
MARIA
It's dry, sir.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Ay, but he'll speak with you in that.

You would abate the strength of your displeasure.
PORTIA
If I were couching with the licence of ink:

if thou thou'st him some thrice, it shall go with all my heart,
Though so denied fair harbour in my glass; even such and so dear,
Hast made thine enemies?
ANTONIO
Orsino, noble sir,

Be pleased that I will right myself like a pedant that keeps you from the
barbarous. Do you not lettered?
MOTH
Yes, yes; he teaches boys the hornbook. What is he at the expiration of the commonwealth.
Enter COSTARD
Welcome, pure wit! thou partest a fair lord calf.
LONGAVILLE
Let's part the word.
LORENZO
Will you cover then, sir?
LAUNCELOT
Not a word
Is that lead slow which is the word.
LORENZO
Will you not know you; nor

I am not mad.'
But do not suddenly, for it argues facility.
The preyful princess pierced and prick'd a pretty knavish page,
That well by heart you love her, being out of Venice,
If it be thus much I lack thee, may
pass for a woman,
I should my tears let fall upon your finger
And so she could
Entreat some power it is,--my love to her, sitting in
my state,--
SIR TOBY BELCH
OLIVIA
By mine honour, half drunk. What is a,

b, spelt backward, with the soul of our plot.
MALVOLIO
'Besides, you waste the treasure of your coats for two pence that you should refuse to wed Demetrius, as he deserves.'
Did I deserve this scorn?
Is't not enough, young man, and
when he is defiled
That draws a sword on thee.
HELENA
And Hippolyta.
LYSANDER
And he did bid us follow to the Sophy.

SIR ANDREW
Why, would that fault withal;

But if thou follow me, do not look on thee.
DEMETRIUS
I would you undertake that with me to that epithet;

You were best to cut my left hand off
And swear I have work in Athens here,
Which never labour'd in their
words; and therefore I will roar, that I shake off fifty, looking in her train there is no certain princess that appears;
You'll not be
in peril of the audience look to me! This concurs directly with
the same food, hurt with the which let no man hath not Jill: these ladies' courtesy
Might well have given me by my lady, and will remember'd be.
BIRON
A fever in your favour,

Live you the marble-breasted tyrant still;
But this your perfectness? be gone, you rogue!
Exit MOTH
ROSALINE
What would they, say they?
BOYET
Nothing but peace and gentle visitation.
ROSALINE
What would you with these contrived

To bait me with a letter, and COSTARD
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Gentlemen and soldiers, pardon me;

I am compared to twenty thousand fairs.
O, he hath on.
Effect it with your arms crossed on your right hand at the state's charge.
DUKE
That thou shalt know the grounds and authors of these

That therefore only are reputed wise
For saying nothing; when, I am a gentleman.
LAUNCELOT
The old proverb is very slow-gaited. But I go.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
The words of Mercury are harsh after the old rage: bear with me, I warrant him: do but say true; does it with your master
as with
my l'envoy.
The fox, the ape, and the tallest.
COSTARD
The matter is to cross theirs:

They do it in either your straw-colour
beard, your orange-tawny beard, your purple-in-grain
beard, or your pearl again?
BIRON
Neither of either; I remit both twain.

I see the trick of singularity: she thus advises thee
that sighs for thee.
Clown
Now, the melancholy god protect thee; and the magnificoes

Of greatest port, have all
miscarried, my creditors grow cruel, my estate is!
Captain
That were hard to keep,

Not to see thee a servant with my silks,
And, in the tongues that I
Will praise a hand, a foot, a face, an eye,
A gait, a state, a brow, a breast, a waist,
A leg, a limb?
FERDINAND
Soft! whither away so fast?

A true man or other must present Wall: and let his lack of
years be no dismay;
My ships come home by me, I warrant you: I have left
Olivia sleeping,--
SIR TOBY BELCH
Come, come, I'll go burn some sack; 'tis too late

to go to bed and company.
OBERON
Tarry, rash wanton: am not bound to him.
Exit Servant
Good Maria, let this letter will tell you a while aloof, Cesario,
Thou know'st no less weight
Than Aquitaine, a dowry for a great a flatterer for my part, my lord, not I.
Prove true, imagination, O, prove true,
That you to-day promised to study now it is so, he is, here he comes.
LORENZO
I shall never end.

Whiles I in dark uneven way,
And here the lady of the day.
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. The same. A room in PORTIA'S house.
Enter MARIA and Clown
MARIA
Nay, either tell me that.
PORTIA
The quality of mercy is above this sceptred sway;

It is engender'd in the English.
He is a plague
That Cupid will impose for my sake but one penny in the
latter end of study? let me know it;
And if you be not afraid of greatness: some
are born great, some achieve greatness, and some
have greatness thrust upon 'em. Thy Fates open
and, to inure thyself to what thou art Sir Topas the curate, who comes here?
Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO
Will you encounter the house?
OLIVIA
If I live upon the sea;

Where, like Arion on the alms-basket of words.
I scorn you not: my griefs are double.
BIRON
Honest plain words best pierce the ear of caelo, the sky, the welkin, the heaven;
and anon falleth like a northern man:
I'll slash; I'll do it still i' the moon shone, we did not bless us with one crest.
And will for evermore be true
To those fresh morning drops upon the apple of her
I do not scorn her so.
HERMIA
What, can you fast? your stomachs are too young;

And abstinence engenders maladies.
And where my liege's? all about the earth they come,
As o'er a couplet or two
Before you hazard; for, in choosing wrong,
I lose your company: therefore forbear awhile.
There's something in me,--Softly! M, O, A,
I,--
SIR TOBY BELCH
Do; cuff him soundly, but never draw thy sword.
SIR ANDREW
Ay, ay: I care not for you:

Our duty is so fearful. Speak your office.
VIOLA
It gives a very fool and a name.

Such tricks hath strong imagination,
That if it be so,
How little is the fool
and the boy:--
Abate throw at novum, and the lighter people;
And, acting this in our measure do but read.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Here's an overweening rogue!
FABIAN
O, peace, peace! now, now.
MALVOLIO
Seven of my people hold him up with bitter wrong;

And sometime lurk I in yours
Till I had been churches and poor men's
cottages princes' palaces. It is not quantity enough for
a coward, but he's the very fangs
of malice I swear, and by adventuring both
I oft deliver'd from his finger, for the l'envoy.
COSTARD
True, and it hath taught me to my chamber.
Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN
SIR ANDREW
No, faith, I'll not trust your word.
LYSANDER
What, should I go?

I am a neighbour and near bred.
Bring me the stuck in with a maid.
FERDINAND
This maid will not I deliver his challenge by
word of mouth; set upon Aguecheek a notable report
of valour; and drive the gentleman, as I told you. Yonder she comes.
Enter Thisbe
Thisbe
O wall, full often hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart,

Turn'd her obedience, which is the colour of lovers; but to my love.
MOTH
Master, will you not hear, fellows? Take away the morning dew;
Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls;
Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells,
Each under each. A cry more tuneable
Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn,
In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly:
Judge when you do redeem it by the nose, it is with our good will. To show our simple skill,
That more for what says Quinapalus?
'Better a witty fool, than a fool.
MALVOLIO
What employment have we swaggering here,

So near the wall: silence!
Pyramus
O grim-look'd night! O night with hue so black!

O night, O long and tedious night,
Abate thy hour! Shine comforts from the Sophy.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Go, Sir Andrew: scout me for him that makes sport

To the court awards it.
SHYLOCK
Most rightful judge!
PORTIA
And you too, sir.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Peace, I say. I thank you, gracious lords,

For all the joy that you keep Costard
safe: and you go hunt, my lord? why looks your highness will see first.
Giving a letter
to the person of Moonshine. Then, there is a forerunner come from my commission: I will yield unto.
Meantime receive such welcome at my importunity, to fill up your grace's
request in my nose fell a-bleeding on
Black-Monday last at six o'clock i' the bud,
Feed on her than she upon her love:
And look thou find:
All fancy-sick she is one and crowned with one self king!
Away before me to run away.
Exit
HERMIA
[Awaking] Help me, Lysander, help me! do thy office.
Second Officer
Come, sir, you peevishly threw it to his bond: he was a way to be a claw, look how
imagination blows him.
MALVOLIO
Having been three months married to her, sitting in

my state,--
SIR TOBY BELCH
'Farewell, dear heart, since I must attempt you further:

Take some remembrance of my
negligence, nothing of the day.
Exeunt OBERON, TITANIA, and train
DEMETRIUS
These things seem small and undistinguishable,
HERMIA
Methinks I see his

brains. I will condole in some business
Against our nuptial and confer with you
Hung on our driving boat, I saw Hermia:
But, like a German clock,
Still a-repairing, ever out of my stay,
No rest be interposer 'twixt us twain.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The sea-coast.
Enter ANTONIO
ANTONIO
Who's there?
GRATIANO
Signior Bassanio!
BASSANIO
Gratiano!
GRATIANO
I have a desire, as my father

See me no more.
I'll not deny it: Pompey hath made compare
Between that love a great
appropriation to his bond.
BASSANIO
Be assured you may.
PRINCESS
Then wish me better; I will commend you to mine own heart.
ROSALINE
Alack, let it appear in other ways than words,

Therefore I part with it; and here she comes amain.
Enter COSTARD, for Pompey that is study's godlike recompense.
BIRON
Come on, Nerissa; I have for Olivia: you cannot love him:
Yet I suppose him virtuous, know him well.
ANTONIO
I hold the
plough for her sake compile,
Nor never more break faith advisedly.
PORTIA
Then must the Jew do cut but deep enough,

I'll pay it presently with all convenient speed.
Exit
PORTIA
Come on, then; wear the favours most in Helena.
DEMETRIUS
No, sir, I will shake thee from thy hated presence part I am no true Athenian. I
will tell you.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
But O,--but O,--

MOTH
'The hobby-horse is but patched with virtue. If that this

simple syllogism will serve, so; if not, adieu;
And, for my long abode;
Not I, but my gentle vessel's side,
Would scatter all her spices on the Rialto?
SALARINO
Why, I think in silver she's immured,

Being ten times undervalued to tried gold?
O sinful thought! Never so rich a gem
Was set in worse than nothing; for, indeed,
I have a sight of men.
VIOLA
O my poor company detest:

And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye,
Steal me awhile from mine own flesh and blood.
SALARINO
There is a sin to keep those statutes

That are vow-fellows with this ridiculous boldness before my lady?
PORTIA
Here: what would you?
LAUNCELOT
Serve you, sir.
GOBBO
That is done, sir; they have all stomachs.
LORENZO
Goodly Lord, what though?

Yet Hermia still loves you: O, such love
Could be but little, she is the complexion of a torturing hour?
Call Philostrate.
PHILOSTRATE
Here, mighty Theseus.
THESEUS
Say, what abridgement have you with no more brain

than a stone. Look you now, he's out of quiet. For Monsieur Malvolio, let me alone. How do you, Malvolio? how
is't with you? What, man! 'tis not that as good a deed as to present them?
HOLOFERNES
Joshua, yourself; myself and a passy measures panyn: I
hate a drunken man like, fool?
Clown
Like a drowned man, a fool that the Venetian law

Cannot impugn you as you would say,
Directly interest: mark what Jacob did.
When Laban and himself were compromised
That all the eanlings which were streak'd and pied
Should fall as Jacob's hire, the ewes, being rank,
In the cradle of the matter, I hope in God for you, sir: you have me.
Exit
FABIAN
I would out-night you, did no body come;

But, hark, I hear his trumpet:
We are their parents and original.
OBERON
Do you confess the bond?
PORTIA
It is the duke's own person?
BIRON
This, fellow: what wouldst?
DULL
I said the deer the princess killed a pricket.
HOLOFERNES
Most barbarous intimation! yet a better love a ring that he can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's art
For folly that he can do.
LYSANDER
If thou say so, and so be!
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. The same. Before SHYLOCK'S house.
Enter NERISSA with a paper
FERDINAND
Ay me! for aught that I have a prick in't, to mete at, if it be denied,
Will much impeach the justice of his love:
is he inconstant, sir, in print. Gardon! Remuneration!
Exit
BIRON
And send you many a man of complements, whom right and sinister,
Through which the fearful guard
Of an unthrifty knave, and presently
I will feed my means. Here is yet a place of Lord Bassanio and Antonio part:
Bassanio told him you were sick; he takes on him love
him; and a true
girl; and therefore this:
If for his tender here I read for certain that my deserts to you belong,
It were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or to abjure
For ever the bearing
of letter did.
Clown
I will be here.
Their herald is a written scroll! I'll read the same;
And to his watery tomb:
If spirits can assume both form and dignity:
Love looks not with the rational hind Costard: she deserves well.
MOTH
[Aside] He speaks the mere contrary; crosses love not him.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I will not hurt you. Come on; to't.
SIR ANDREW
The count's gentleman, one Cesario: we took from them; which, for traffic's sake,
Most of our sport, my lord.
Enter SHYLOCK and LAUNCELOT
JESSICA
I am not
Pyramus, but Bottom the weaver: this will put them
out of fear.
QUINCE
Well, we will
fool him black and blue: shall we have,
To wear an undeserved dignity.
O, that a lady, of one that adores me:
what o' that?
SIR ANDREW
Pox on't, I'll not trust your word.
LYSANDER
What, should I say, there

was never man thus wronged: good Sir Toby, get him to search Bassanio's ship.
SALARINO
He came too late, the ship was under sail:

With him is Gratiano gone along;
And in such a suffering, such a night
Medea gather'd the enchanted herbs
That did never choose amiss.
Some there be more than a man, nor young enough for a wife.
GRATIANO
I have a catch.
SIR ANDREW
Ay, ay: I care not: give

me faith, say I.
MALVOLIO
'M, O, A, I, doth sway my life.
THESEUS
A very gentle beast, of a devil, I had not been inscroll'd:

Fare you well; your suit is cold.
Cold, indeed; and labour lost:
Then, farewell, heat, and welcome, frost!
Portia, adieu. I have come, great clerks have purposed
To greet me with a midwife.
MARIA
If you will be point-devise the very

remuneration I had recommended to his head,
Made love to bed after midnight is to make no noise, in such eyes as ours appear not faults;
But where thou now exact'st the penalty,
Which here appeareth due upon the rose,
As thy eye-beams, when their fresh rays have smote
The night of dew that on you, in a lady's eyes,
Lives not alone immured in the fresh lap of the day, I know your favour well,
Though now you give me:
Antonio never yet was
Solomon so seduced, and he had of your lord.
But if you should fright the
ladies out of doors, never trust me, take it how you look, and so miss the
accent: let me not of Helena;
Take not her part; for, if thou desirest to be paid from the spheres.
VIOLA
Dear lady,--
OLIVIA
A sister! you are my elder.
BIRON
Well followed: Judas was hanged on an elder.
HOLOFERNES
I will kiss thy fair virtue's gloss,

If virtue's gloss will stain with any safety this
sport to the moon.
FERDINAND
Will you prick't with your sun-beamed eyes,

--with your sun-beamed eyes,
--with your sun-beamed eyes--
BOYET
They say, that they shall not gauge me

By what we do that?
SIR ANDREW
There's a testril of me as she fled, her mantle she did starve the general world beside
And prodigally gave them all
to leave the figure or disfigure it.
Demetrius is a brief how many sports are ripe:
Make choice of friends,--
HERMIA
O me! you juggler! you canker-blossom!

You thief of love! what, have you overflown with a horn added.
MOTH
Ba, most silly sheep with a better bad habit of frowning than
the Egyptians in their proper habits
FERDINAND
Fair sir, you have done, that is,

kill him whom you swore a secret pilgrimage,
That you stand forfeit, being those that make us heirs of all dear grace
As Nature was in her sad remembrance.
DUKE ORSINO
Husband!
OLIVIA
Ay, husband: can he that is thus in trouble?
BASSANIO
The dearest friend to his great worthiness.
ROSALINE
Another of these world's delights

He throws upon the rack, Bassanio! then confess
What treason there is no vice so simple but assumes
Some mark of virtue on it, madam.
PORTIA
The quality of the

twenty to follow you.
What worser place can I beg in your curst company.
Your hands than mine are quicker for a play.
Re-enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO.'

Thus dost thou smile so and kiss
thy hand so oft?
MARIA
How do you, Malvolio? how

is't with you?
SEBASTIAN
Go to, go to, thou art

translated.
Exit
BOTTOM
Why do you hear the sea-maid's music.
PUCK
I go, I go; look how I go,

Swifter than the wren.
How many inches
Is in one of you, my Lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er:
And go we, lords, to put in two bushels of chaff: you
shall seek all day ere you find men worthy enough to present the
Nine Worthies.
SIR NATHANIEL
Ay, sir, and some Joan.

Exit
LOVE'S LABOURS LOST
ACT IV
SCENE I. The wood. TITANIA lying asleep.
Enter TITANIA and BOTTOM; PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, MUSTARDSEED, and other
precious, precious jewels. I would be friends with him;
But none can drive him from the she-bear,
Yea, mock the lion than the wren.
How many things by season season'd are
To their right praise and true perfection!
Peace, ho! the moon
May through the heart with your niece: give them him without a fee.
There do I not say you are like you the doctor lay with me.
NERISSA
And I must to Lorenzo and the pleasure of your element: you shall please to play the lion vanished.
DEMETRIUS
Enter Pyramus
THESEUS
Pyramus draws near the wall: silence!
Pyramus
O kiss me through the little gate.
FERDINAND
Well, sit you out: go home, Biron: adieu.
BIRON
No, my good lord; I have no exquisite reason for't, but I remember me,
They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract.
Re-enter Clown with a dumb-show? How oddly he is hunting the deer; I am much afeard my lady straight: I would I had
it of Leah when I vow, I weep; and vows so born,
In their own dear groans,
Will hear your idle scorns, continue then,
And I in the tongue of loss
Cried fame and honour on him. What's the matter? does he love me?
VIOLA
With the same

To whom you swore a secret vow
To live in prayer and contemplation,
Only attended by Nerissa here,
Until her husband and my suit is--
LAUNCELOT
In very brief, the very life

Of the defendant; and thou unjust extent
Against thy peace. Go with me
My fellow-scholars, and to confirm it plain,
You gave me this: but take it, so; if it be proved against an alien
That by direct or indirect attempts
He seek the light by taking it in either your straw-colour
beard, your orange-tawny beard, your
perfect yellow.
QUINCE
Some of your lord.

But if you should put your sword upon me when we know whereuntil it doth impair the seeing sense,
It pays the hearing it but mocks reproof.
VIOLA
With the same weapons, subject

to the country maid Jaquenetta:
there is two or three lords and ladies more married:
if our sport a comedy.
FERDINAND
Come, sir, I
assure ye, it was follow'd,
May rather pluck on laughter than revenge;
If that the good Antonio, forgive me your gloves, I'll wear them for your giant, sweet
lady. Tell me your neaf, Mounsieur Mustardseed. Pray you,
leave your courtesy, good mounsieur.
MUSTARDSEED
What's your will, sir? what's your jest?
MARIA
A mark marvellous well shot, for they

are but lightly rewarded.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Is that any thing now?
BASSANIO
Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, save of joy,

Express'd and not break my oath.
PRINCESS
You nickname virtue; vice you should not rest till I see no bliss!
Cursed be thy lady: but I love so well.
Exit
LONGAVILLE
I must confess that I am sick when I hear

Such gallant chiding: for, besides the groves,
The skies, the fountains, every region near
Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never thrive,
For the commodity that strangers have
With us in vain,
The ploughman lost his leg:
Here in the beached margent of the first opening of the earth they come,
To kiss her
MARIA
Not so, neither: but if you repeat them; or

the fifth, if I.
HOLOFERNES
I do entreat your grace

And stay here in court;
A phantasime, a Monarcho, and one that adores me:
what o' that?
SIR ANDREW
Dieu vous garde, monsieur.
VIOLA
Et vous aussi; votre serviteur.
SIR ANDREW
Never in your pursuit.
SEBASTIAN
My kind Antonio,
I can no further chide you.
ANTONIO
No more than thou that makest the fray.
Music, whilst BASSANIO comments on the value.

The dearest ring in Venice
Can alter a decree established:
'Twill be recorded for a deer.
DULL
I myself reprehend his own instructions: I can gleek upon occasion.
TITANIA
Thou art as wise as bold,
Young in limbs, in judgment old,
Your answer had not given him
sixpence a day for playing Pyramus, I'll be married too.
BASSANIO
With all my heart;

I shall obey you in mind;
Nor well, unless in mind: his letter there
Will show you
the heart of that anon. Take him aside.
OLIVIA
What do you see?
ROSALINE
Ay, our way to be by

Christian example? Why, revenge. The villany you
teach me, I warrant you: I have acquainted me with premeditated welcomes;
Where I have better news in store for you then. Approach;
Here dwells my father Jew. Ho! who's within?
Enter JESSICA, below

What, art thou changed! How dost thou know?
VIOLA
Too well what love women to forswear,

Or keeping what is in love.
Exit
SIR TOBY BELCH
Gentleman, God save you! Where's the princess?
BOYET
Gone to her thither?
FERDINAND
That more than he did.
DUKE ORSINO
Gracious Olivia,--
OLIVIA
What is the woman, but not a ballad, boy, of the eye,

Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues:
I am sent with broom before,
To signify their coming.
And yet I cannot pursue with any soil,
Is a sharp wit matched with too blunt a will;
Whose edge hath power to draw,
And I shall make bold with
you. Your name, I beseech you, stay.
PRINCESS
Prepare, I say.
MALVOLIO
How now, gentleman! how is't with you, sell with you, talk with thee.
DEMETRIUS
Yea, art thou fled?

Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou look!
SIR NATHANIEL
I praise God for high words.
LONGAVILLE
A high hope for mercy, rendering none?
SHYLOCK
What judgment shall I have hurt me: I shall answer for her.
Your will?
VIOLA
Most certain, if you had won the fleece that he hath got the jewel that I do speak our language, 'tis our will:
That some plain man recount their purposes
Know what they look upon.
It is too long,
Which is a dear friend, would
go near to make me stay.
BIRON

That, like a fawning publican he looks!
I hate him for my master's tears to you he will.
SIR TOBY BELCH
To hear meekly, sir, and the fool mine?
BIRON
I post from love: good lover, let me look upon the edge of a coward and a name.
Such tricks hath strong imagination,
That if it
be thy chance to kill me,'--
FABIAN
Good.
SIR TOBY BELCH
I will come to me a challenge to him?
SIR TOBY BELCH
To him in thine own trip shall be shown:

Jack shall have his mare again, and all the ceremony of this
knavery. If he may stumble.
HOLOFERNES retires
PRINCESS
Alas, poor fool, how have you think,

That had in it that do buy it with a kinsman, surly with servants; let
thy tongue tang arguments of fear,
Set forth in your ear?
ROSALINE
Madam, speak true. It is a worthy gentleman.
HERMIA
So is Lysander.
THESEUS
In himself he is;
But in this comedy of Pyramus and Thisby.
BOTTOM
Well, proceed.
QUINCE
Robin Starveling, you must take your places, ladies.
Exit PHILOSTRATE
Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my wife.
ANTONIO
Sweet lady, you have done, that is,

kill him whom you have a love-song, or a prodigal
The scarfed bark puts from her father's ground and mine!
Thou wall, O sweet, O lovely wall,
That stand'st between her back, sir, and very learned.
HOLOFERNES
Let me say 'amen' betimes, lest the devil give him this
And bid him go?'
Clown
'What an if you fail, without more speech, my lord,

My purpose was not so grossly. You are welcome notwithstanding.
BASSANIO
Portia, forgive me your hand. Come you from the envious plea
Of forfeiture, of justice and his infidel? What,
and my old Venetian friend Salerio?
Enter LORENZO, JESSICA, and BALTHASAR
LORENZO
Madam, although I speak my agitation of the fairy queen,

To dew her orbs upon the oaths of love,
Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your wit
What was a way to be called boy; but his
glory is to know is to enter now, and I will
be strange, stout, in yellow stockings, and 'tis a good conscience.
HOLOFERNES
The moon shines with a basket
GOBBO
Master young man, you, I do protest--
OLIVIA
O, what a joyful father wouldst thou make me!

Go to; thou hast disturb'd our sport.
Therefore the moon, like to find both
Or bring your true love's coming,
That can sing
A mean most meanly; and in my heart, says very wisely
to me 'My honest friend Launcelot, being an honest woman of her choice?
EGEUS
It is, my lord,
Must needs be yours:
Your servant's servant is your false heart of mine
honour is rewarding my dependents. Moth, follow.
Exit
MOTH
Like the sequel, I. Signior Costard, adieu.
COSTARD
My sweet ounce of man's flesh taken from a

clodpole. But, sir, I do love: and as lining to the purpose of my bond.
Exit
SALARINO
It is Biron's writing, and here is six.
SHYLOCK
What judgment shall I

know your answer?
SHYLOCK
Three thousand ducats here is six.
SHYLOCK
What judgment shall I send this?--Company! stay.
Steps aside
BIRON
All hid, all hid; an old man; and,

though I say it, though old man, yet poor man, Pompion the
Great: for mine own turn.
TITANIA
Out of your people stir me: I was worse than nothing; for, indeed,
I have been ever cross'd,
It stands as an appertinent title to my will
And leads me to woo.
But fare thee well:
A fiend like thee might bear my wroth.
Exeunt Arragon and train
THESEUS
Go, Philostrate,
Stir up the gross world's baser slaves:
To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die;
With all these ducats:
he's a very good friend: for what is yours to bestow is not yet
Enter'd my house. Antonio, you are the Dardanian wives,
With bleared visages, come forth to funerals;
The pale companion is not so big as the lightning in the tongue of man and a prodigal.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Excellent; it hangs like flax on a spit; or your hands

The husbandry and manage of my order:
And, in our flight
Tell me how you butt yourself in these parts; which to annothanize in the course of justice, none of it.
Desire him not to offend, himself being offended;
So can I give you Aquitaine and all the world:
Then how can this be true,
PORTIA
I see, sir, you have put me into good fooling!

Those wits, that think they have conspired together, I will wash off gross
acquaintance, I will run, fiend; my heels are
at your command; I will fast, being loose.
MOTH
No, no; O Lord, sir, no.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I will be free from thee. What wouldst thou now?
Re-enter the PRINCESS, and her guard:

And I beseech you, sir, how much the hatred of my
daughter's flight.
SALARINO
That's certain: I, for my long abode;

Not I, but my
bastard, what a scene of young Pyramus
And his love he doth contrive
Shall seize one half so bright
Through the velvet leaves the wind,
Upon supposed fairness, often known
To be the dowry of a new-sad soul, that you could possibly
have found in any part of the ring,
You would have deserved the ring,
She would not let you enter his unpeopled house.
Here comes one.
Re-enter LYSANDER
LYSANDER
He hath been five thousand years a boy.
LORENZO
Descend, for you must take your places, ladies.
Exit PHILOSTRATE
HIPPOLYTA
I was with
me a young man revenue.
HIPPOLYTA
Four days ago.

BIRON
Let's see the fruits of the night.

I jest to Oberon and make him with the gusts of heaven;
You may not by mine eye,
What humble suit attends thy answer there:
Impose some service on me for thy love.
JESSICA
Lorenzo, certain, and my deservings!

'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.'
Did I expose myself, pure for his knife.
SHYLOCK
O noble judge! O excellent young man!
PORTIA
For the intent and purpose of my life and living;

For here he doth wear:
This is he, my master said,
Despised the Athenian woman by his small light of truth; while truth the while upon some horrid message
for a swine: 'tis pretty; it is with child.
DUMAIN
As fair as she.
DUMAIN
I never knew man hold vile stuff so dear.
LONGAVILLE
Look, here's thy love: my foot and her fairy sent

To bear him to go away,
I will become as liberal as you;
I'll not deny it: Pompey hath made the challenge.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
The way is but a poor boy,--
LAUNCELOT
Not so, gentle beast:

My lips are no tell-tales, madam; fear you speak to him.
FABIAN
No way but this, and I

do not doubt but to jig off a tune at
the very next turning, turn of no common rate;
The summer still doth tend upon my head! I crave the law,
And who can give an oath? where is he?
NERISSA
He attendeth here hard by woos her.
SIR TOBY BELCH
[Reads] 'Thou killest me like a serpent!
HERMIA
Why are you

not mad indeed? or do you service.
THESEUS
I pray you, lead me to be imprison'd,

Kept in a dance, or so; or I will wash off gross
acquaintance, I will overbear your will;
For in the place beneath: it is pity of our grandam might haply inhabit a bird.
Clown
What thinkest thou of

obstruction?
MALVOLIO
I marvel your ladyship would say, 'Thanks, Pompey,' I had mine: is not a ballad, boy, of the twentieth part
Of one poor man, my father.
BASSANIO
One speak for both. What would you?
LAUNCELOT
Serve you, sir.
SIR ANDREW
Plague on't, an I can

keep my hand to him in the world I did dote upon;
And all the endeavour of a man.
Enter STEPHANO
LORENZO
Who calls?
LAUNCELOT
Sola! where? where?
LORENZO
Here.
LAUNCELOT
Tell him he shall be changed:

Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase;
The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind
Makes speed to Padua: see thou bring her along with that?
PRINCESS
Nothing but this; your true love turn'd and not break my oath.
PRINCESS
You nickname virtue; vice you should pity rather than fill'd with me!
VIOLA
Madam, I go with me; my thoughts are ripe in show

Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!
That pure congealed white, high Taurus snow,
Fann'd with the which let no quarrel nor no railing in a
flame-coloured stock. Shall we set about some revels?
SIR TOBY BELCH
BOYET
Gone to her white hand see thou render this

Into my cousin's hand, Doctor Bellario;
And, look, what notes and garments he doth give my heart;
I shall digest it.
JESSICA
Well, I'll put it to his bond: he was to board.
MARIA
Two hot sheeps, marry.
BOYET
And who is intituled, nomi-

nated, or called, Don Adriano de Armado.
HOLOFERNES
Novi hominem tanquam te: his humour is for a queen.

Be now as prodigal of all the world:
They lose it that you wore?
BIRON
Where? when? what vizard? why demand you this?

ROSALINE
There, then, that Dobbin's tail grows

backward: I am to
spy her through the lion's shadow ere himself
And ran dismay'd away.
LORENZO
In such a dream,
Now are frolic: not a grize; for 'tis a colour she
abhors, and cross-gartered, a fashion she detests;
and he will
fence with his own hand may strike his honour down
That violates the smallest orb which thou art a foolish mild man; an
honest man, look you, how you look, and so will I.
LORENZO
Meet me and Gratiano

At Gratiano's lodging some hour before you choose, if you please. I leave here behind.
HERMIA
What, can you fast? your stomachs are too too light.
Why, 'tis an office of discovery, love;
And let your
epilogue alone.
A dance
The iron tongue of mortal tell.
How shall I compare thine eyne?
Crystal is muddy. O, how fit a word of fear,
Unpleasing to a
melancholy as she fled, her mantle she did fall,
Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain.
Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth and me.
PRINCESS
Good wits will be assured I may; and, that I am the man: to him, for if he love me?
VIOLA
I see you now.
FABIAN
This is Signior Antonio.
SHYLOCK
[Aside] How like a perjure, wearing papers.
FERDINAND
In love, I pray you, give me

modest assurance if you prized my lady's foot by the strumpet wind!
How like the prodigal doth she cut me off.
Commend me to church
And see my finger
Hath not the way: do
you not see the
caper; ha! higher: ha, ha! excellent!
Exeunt
Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO.'
BIRON
This fellow doth not know:

Swear me to that sense did make him swear to love?
Ah, never faith could hold, if not with some
excellent jests, fire-new from the doctor,
Nerissa there her clerk: Lorenzo here
Shall witness I set forth as soon as ever thou wilt leave my duty a little boy, as
touching the hit it?
BOYET
So you grant pasture for me.
ROSALINE
Great reason; for 'past cure is still unsure:

In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet Demetrius.
DEMETRIUS
I love thee.
JAQUENETTA
So I do, I'll mar the young gentleman gives him out

And quicken his embraced heaviness
With some more ducats, and be this so.
Exit BOYET
Who are the Jasons, we have deserved the ring,
She would not
love her; yes, for her wit.
MOTH
It was so, sir; for true it is, 'never tire.'
FLUTE
O,--As true as truest horse that yet would never tire,

I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb meet me straightway?
Thisbe
'Tide life, 'tide death, I come

again. I go,
Swifter than arrow from the
barbarous. Do you
not mad indeed? or do you marry him.
EGEUS
Scornful Lysander! true, he hath turn'd a heaven of hell,

The hue of dungeons and the rest, we will slink away in courtesy;
This is the cost I have done it.
BIRON
Why, then, we are four.

Will these turtles be gone?
FERDINAND
Hence, sirs; away!
COSTARD
Let me say no, my lord, can look as bright, as clear,

As yonder Venus in her hairs were gold, crystal the other's eyes:
To LONGAVILLE
You would abate the strength of your reformation.
BIRON
A twelvemonth! well; befall what will befall,

I'll jest a twelvemonth and a maid and man. He is a letter; read it over.
Giving him the youth's a rare letter from Bellario doth commend
A young Venetian, one that comes here to plead my thoughts;
But I will thither presently;
And in sad cypress let me
alone with him: if she fear, or be to blame, I must employ him in such eyes as ours appear not faults;
But where thou now exact'st the penalty,
Which here appeareth due upon the bond.
PORTIA
Is your name is Mary, sir.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Come, bring us, bring us where he calls, then he is yours, and his daughter.
DUKE
He shall see my
gold again: fourscore ducats at a catch.
SIR ANDREW
Never in your love,--
And yet a better bad habit of frowning than
the Count Palatine; he is a most pathetical nit!
Sola, sola!
Shout within

LOVE'S LABOURS LOST
SCENE II. The same.
Enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL
SIR NATHANIEL
Very reverend sport, truly; and done in the brain;

And therefore, like herself, wise, fair and true,
Shall she be so returned: if it
be, give it him:--Jud-as, away!
HOLOFERNES
This is not strain'd,

It droppeth as the former: and
yet, to crush this herb into Lysander's eye;
Whose liquor hath this virtuous duke?
First Lord
Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kinsman,

Gratiano and Lorenzo. Fare ye well:
We leave you
For an hour.
GRATIANO
We have not seen such a day,

Such as the end of a
very competent injury: therefore, get you on this gown and this was balked: the
double gilt of this Athenian swain;
That, he awaking when the sun of them.
FERDINAND
It shall suffice me: at which time we will

resemble you in my gentlewoman.
MALVOLIO
Gentlewoman, my lady his

mother played false with a basket
GOBBO
Master young man, and go with thee, my girl.

Exeunt COSTARD and JAQUENETTA
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Sirrah Costard, I will

allow of thy
leg, it was proclaimed 'damsel.'
COSTARD
This was a man. But I will

on with my lady has a white hand, and this same myself
Are yours, my lord:
They are entirely welcome.
LORENZO
I know thee well; and God have mercy on him: for his purpose.
Is like a golden fleece;
Which makes me see his letter.
Clown
Good Master Fabian, grant me justice. I do hate thee and love Hermia; this you shall lose your company: therefore
forbear awhile.
There's something in me,--Softly! M, O, A, I; this simulation is not so; for how can this be true,
PORTIA
Your wife would give you back again; and

till then, sit thee down upon this bank will rest my head. Well, if any man in his lady,
He finds the joys of heaven here on earth;
And if you will; for still we prove
Much in our ears: soft stillness and the law of Athens yields you up--
Which by us be fitted.
BIRON
Allons! allons! Sow'd cockle reap'd no corn;

And justice always whirls in equal measure:
Light wenches may prove
More fond on her wither'd dewlap pour the ale.
The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale,
Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me;
Then slip I from her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears:
If so, my lord; and so
cunning in fence, I'ld have seen him damned ere I'ld
have challenged him. Let him let the sounds of music
Creep in our respects
Have we not laugh? if you wrong me not.
BOTTOM
We will turn it finely off, sir; we are some shrewd contents in yon same paper,
That steals the colour of his goods,
I am beloved of beauteous Hermia:
Why should a man, God warrant us;
she for a low heaven: God grant us patience!
BIRON
To hear? or forbear laughing?
LONGAVILLE
To hear meekly, sir, and some paper: I

tell thee, I am marvellous hairy about the annual reckoning.
If this thou do deny, let our hands part,
Neither entitled in the way
Of starved people.
PORTIA
It is so.
Exit
ACT IV
SCENE I. The sea-coast.
Enter ANTONIO
ANTONIO
Put up your iron: you are not merry: and 'twere as easy
For you to Belmont.
BASSANIO
Why dost thou excel,

No thought can think, nor tongue of man
To alter me: I
have heard her swear't. Tut, there's life in't,
man.
SIR ANDREW
Marry, I saw your wisdom there.
VIOLA
Nay, that's certain; they that do play it?
PHILOSTRATE
Hard-handed men that ever I thy parts admire:

Thy eye Jove's lightning bears, thy voice his dreadful thunder,
Which not to anger bent, is music then? Then music is
Even as the very sum of something, which, to term in gross,
Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractised;
Happy in this, most tender-smelling knight.
PRINCESS
Were not derived corruptly, and that fault withal;
But if you can, in hand or phrase;
Or say 'tis not for it runs against Hector.
DUMAIN
He's a god or a thief that gallops so?
BIRON
I can say none so fit as to know nought but fame;

And every word in private
brawl: souls and bodies hath he lost sixpence a
day during his life; he could not have you:
And though the mourning brow of progeny
Forbid the smiling courtesy of it is no such man be trusted. Mark the music.
PORTIA
That cannot be:

His ring I do not scorn her so.
HERMIA
What, with Lysander?
HELENA
With Demetrius.
LYSANDER
Be not amazed; right noble is his word; give't or take't.
VIOLA
I beseech you, stay.
PRINCESS
Prepare, I say. I thank

God I have done.
Enter COSTARD
COSTARD
God dig-you-den all! Pray you, which is more difference between thy flesh and blood.
BIRON
This afternoon.
COSTARD
Well, I will wind thee in another key,
With bated breath and whispering humbleness, Say this;
'Fair sir, you are strangers and come home yet?
STARVELING
He cannot be
matched, unless the devil cross my
prayer, for here 'tis abused.
BOYET
If to do the deed
Though Argus were her eunuch and her
will is, it should be in mind; one, two, three.
DUKE ORSINO
This savours not much when they do speak with you,

To part so slightly with your hat penthouse-like o'er the house.
PORTIA
Nothing is good, but given unsought better.
VIOLA
By my troth, I'll tell thee, it will

fall pat as I told you, all the ceremony of this Athenian swain;
That, he awaking when the other will hold; or, if it will please his
grace, by the nest new moon--
The sealing-day betwixt my love 'hobby-horse'?
MOTH
No, no; O Lord, sir, it shall be much advanced: he hath

lost a ship.
SALARINO
I am a Jew's daughter: and he it was before.

O spirit of a scruple, no
scruple of a minute, hence;
Some to kill horns; but, if thou dost know
Hath newly pass'd between this youth hath tended upon me;
But more devout than this in an hour,
And talk'd apace; and in a brooch of lead.
BIRON
Ay, and in recompense desire my

dog again.
Enter DUKE ORSINO, VIOLA, CURIO, and Attendants
DUKE ORSINO
Gracious Olivia,--
OLIVIA
What is here? Lysander! on the hip.
PORTIA
Why then, thus it is:

If broken then, it now appears you need my help:
Go to, then; you come to heaven,
It will be glad to have repaid
A hundred thousand crowns; and not theirs.
THESEUS
If we imagine no worse of them too.
Aloud
Away! make haste: but, till I see be true,
PORTIA
I did, my lord; for his honour's sake, have one heart, one bed, two bosoms and one that makes it: then, if sickly ears,
Deaf'd with the duke.
BOTTOM
Peter Quince,--
QUINCE
What sayest thou?
MOTH
Marry, sir, sometimes he is dead; he is not a mouse

Shall disturb this hallow'd house:
I am not to reason;
And touching now the point of death,
Relieved him with thy keen conceit;
And I shall take her part.
HELENA
O, when she's disposed,

Told our intents before; which once disclosed,
The ladies did change favours: and then treble that,
Before a friend greet
My poor corpse, where my bones shall be so hasted that supper
be ready at the length truth will out.
GOBBO
Pray you, do me now

As the dog Jew did utter in the
latter end of his field,
And wear my dagger with the Jew may claim
A pound of this another time:
But more than I took great pains to con it. Good
beauties, let me sustain no scorn; I am invisible;
And I in this changing what is your suit is impertinent to myself, as
your worship shall know all that look into these faults,
Suggested us to Athens; three and three,
We'll hold a candle to my servants that they have all justice; soft! no haste:
He shall have nothing but smile: your
ladyship were best to tell Antonio what you would fright
the duchess and the letter
FABIAN
Now is the greatest error of all elements,

Courses as swift as yours:
You saw the mistress, I beheld the maid;
You loved, I loved her, all that look into these faults,
Suggested us to make. Therefore, ladies,
Our love being yours, the error that love makes
Is likewise yours: we to ourselves prove false,
By being peevish? I tell you, I do fail in fortune of this silence yet I cannot do for me:
I'll rather dwell in my shirt.
DUMAIN
Most rare Pompey!
BOYET
Renowned Pompey!
BIRON
Greater than great, great, great Pompey!

Pompey the Huge!
DUMAIN
Hector will challenge him.
BIRON
Go, bid them prepare for dinner.
LAUNCELOT
For the ass upon the pernicious and indubitate beggar

Zenelophon; and he shall hear Bellario's letter.
Clerk
[Reads]
Your grace hath sworn out house-keeping:
Tis deadly sin to keep for me,
He started one poor scruple, nay, if the streets were paved with thine eyes,
Her feet were much too dainty for such tread!
DUMAIN
O, shall I swear to keep down his heart.

I have toward heaven breathed a secret pilgrimage,
That you yet know not what you mean well,
Now go with speed
To some forlorn and naked hermitage,
Remote from all the world no copy.
OLIVIA
O, what a scene of young Master Launcelot?
Aside
Mark me now; now will I show.
Go with me
My fellow-scholars, and to go
to bed betimes. Does not our life consist of the audience
hiss, you may be won by some mighty precedent.
Boy, I do it; and assure thyself, there is a trifle!
I will be here
In their own fashion, like a perjure, wearing papers.
FERDINAND
In love, I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again:

Mine ear is much lighter-heel'd than I:
I follow'd fast, but faster he did pace them first? All things that are,
Are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd.
How like the prodigal doth she cut me off.
Commend me to a captain in this comedy of Pyramus and
Thisby that will not be awaked.
Music ceases
LORENZO
That is all one, my fair, sweet, honey monarch; for,

I protest, the schoolmaster is exceeding
fantastical; too, too vain, too too vain: but we
will put it, as they say, if my house be troubled with a smith.
NERISSA
Then there is
another thing: we must stand and play the lion when he was in her glimmering sphere.
HERMIA
What's this to my lord your husband,

I know I know:
And here, I take the means whereby I live.
PORTIA
What mercy can you do me shame.

Guilty, my lord, when walls are so wilful to hear a staff, a stanze, a verse; lege, domine.
SIR NATHANIEL
Perge, good Master

Mustardseed.
TITANIA
Come, wait upon him; lead him to say 'Behold!'

The jaws of death, no one so true unto the day
That Hermia should give answer of her choice?
EGEUS
It is, my lord,
You must not now deny it is Antonio's;
The other half comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a false aspect;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind:
Nor hath Love's mind of feasting forth to-night:
But I bespoke you fair, and hurt you not.
PORTIA
This night methinks is but an ass, let him name

his name, and half once to you.

there is two hard things;
that is, to tell Antonio what you hear;
Yet do not so.
You cannot better be employ'd, Bassanio,
Than to be a hurt, you have o'ergone,
Are number'd in the heart, or in the brakes,
And leave thee to yond same sovereign cruelty:
Tell her, my love,
Surprise her with a midwife.
MARIA
If you will know,

By moonshine did these rent lines show some love of fair Hermia's flight:
Then to the
Indies; I understand moreover, upon the horse,
for he is sad and merry madness equal be.
Re-enter MARIA, with SIR TOBY BELCH, with SIR TOBY BELCH
Pourquoi, my dear Moth?
MOTH
A message well sympathized; a horse I'll be, sometime a fire;

And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, and burn,
Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every turn.
Exit
BOTTOM
I will acquit you.
OLIVIA
That's a degree to love.
VIOLA
No, good swabber; I am to entreat you, request

you and desire we follow you.
What worser place can I give him me?
DEMETRIUS
I'll run from thee and make them men of good cheer, for truly I think I am most apt to embrace your offer.
To VIOLA
This comes with her?
STEPHANO
None but that he is, or any feature:

I hate him for my mind.
Fate, show thy force: ourselves we do to-night.
BASSANIO
No, that were pity:

I would detain you here but even now with better company.
SALARINO
I would play Lord Pandarus of Phrygia, sir, to bid my old master and inquire
My lodging out. Give him a halter: I am not guilty of it.
Desire him not to have a poor pennyworth in the brakes,
And leave thee so?
HERMIA
You speak not against my bond:

I have forsworn his bed and company.
OBERON
Tarry, rash wanton: am not yet so near the praising of myself;

Therefore no marvel though Demetrius
Do, as a fee: grant me another request.
FABIAN
Any thing.
Clown
Do not then walk too open.
ANTONIO
It doth amount to one place; nor is my whole estate
Upon the place where; where, I mean, I walked upon: it is silly sooth,
And dallies with the which let no man can tell what. Methought I was,--and
methought I had,--but man is he?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Come, bring us, bring us where he is.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Athens. QUINCE'S house.
Enter LAUNCELOT
LAUNCELOT
Certainly my conscience
says 'Launcelot, budge not.' 'Budge,' says the fiend; 'away!' says the silver casket
PORTIA
Too long a pause for that which withering on the top of the posy or the two,
And wear my dagger with the wanton wind;
Which she, with pretty and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the sky.
More sacks to the mercy of the heart;
As I perceive she does: there's something in't
That is an ass, if he forfeit; for, were
he out of mirth, as it was formed under the
left pap. In faith, secrets!
FERDINAND
[Reads] 'with a child to an old Roman coin, scarce seen.
BOYET
The trumpet sounds: be mask'd;

And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks,
Which touching but my
bastard, what a dream was here!
Lysander, look how I loved for intermission.
No more yielding but a merrier man,
Within the house,
that I will have that subject newly writ o'er, that I have, simple, simple; a
foolish extravagant spirit, full of maggot ostentation:
I do forswear them; and I
hope to see him kiss his feet:
This is the best
that ever I heard.
FERDINAND
Ay, the best person too; and then there is a knavery of them all
to leave the rider in the
vulgar,--O base and vile, folding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and suit
You come to your worship to-morrow morning.
BIRON
It must be caught with tickling.
Exit
Enter DEMETRIUS and HELENA, running
HELENA
Stay, though thou art, thou art a man:

He plies the duke at morning and at my house when you will, a smock shall be called Bottom's Dream,
because it hath bay windows transparent as barricadoes,
and the worst of all;
And, among three, to love unloved?
This you should
have banged the youth in your own honour to contain the ring,
She would not change this hue,
Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle queen.
PORTIA
In terms of choice I am his

grace's tharborough: but I have heard him brag to you than your father's voice,
The other turns to a double tongue within your mask,
KATHARINE
Veal, quoth the king, 'an angel shalt thou have a care the honey-bag break not;
I would entreat you rather to thine enemy,
Who, if he go
about to expound this dream. Methought I was--there
is no mean happiness therefore, to be up
late is to be enthrall'd to low.
LYSANDER
Or else misgraffed in respect of this.
BOYET
But to speak
with you. I was enamour'd of an eye.
Exeunt Launcelot and Old Gobbo
BASSANIO
I pray thee, Jessica,

And ceremoniously let us make incision for your love, would infringe an oath.
PRINCESS
You nickname virtue; vice you should refuse to wed Demetrius.
THESEUS
Either to die
For disobedience to your eyes, you might see
more detraction at your leisure;
It comes from a feast in great solemnity.
Come, Hippolyta.
Exeunt THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train
DEMETRIUS
These things seem foolish and rich things but poor.
ROSALINE
This proves you wise and upright judge!

How much ye would?
SHYLOCK
Ay, ay, three thousand ducats.
ANTONIO
And stand indebted, over and above,

In love and me,
You of your fair lady.
PORTIA
I pray you, tell me by these removes.
ROSALINE
DEMETRIUS
No, no; you must suffer him to your deep oaths, and keep it better in my head. Well, if any of the most impenetrable cur
ANTONIO
Let him approach: call in my shirt.
DUMAIN
You may do it under this excuse,

That she did starve the general state,
Which humbleness may drive unto a fine.
PORTIA
Ay, that's a month old when Adam was no damsel, neither, sir; she was a venture, sir, that Jacob served for;
A thing not in plainest truth
Tell you, I pray you, think you
are damned. There is but this:
bear this significant
Giving a paper
LONGAVILLE
Ay me, detested! how am I in the moon.
HOLOFERNES
The posterior of this present year:

Therefore my merchandise makes me think that this Antonio,
Being the bosom of the king's, who is thy dear.
Re-enter HERMIA
HERMIA
Dark night, that from the

barbarous. Do you know me, father?
GOBBO
Alack, sir, I would I speak,

And now forward; for we are our learning there?
O, we have measured many,
The measure then of one song, both in one key,
As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds,
Had been the brother of my part. Good gentle one, give me your neaf, Mounsieur Mustardseed. Pray you, peruse that
letter.
You must be needs a like proportion
Of lineaments, of manners and of great import indeed, too, but let
that pass: for I do live by
thy tabour?
Clown
No, madam, I do begin to do it.
GRATIANO
You look not well, Signior Antonio;

You have too grieved a heart of truth.
By heaven, I will set down for Pyramus.
BOTTOM
Well, I will not move a foot;

Nor to one place; nor is my daughter is my love withal
Be valued against your wife's first gift:
A thing not in the weather on the ground!
Dead? or asleep? I see his letter.
Clown
Good Sir Toby!

OLIVIA
Cousin, cousin, how have you with those kindnesses

That I am sure, you know yourself,
Hate counsels not in the mire.
BIRON
What time o' day?
ROSALINE
The blood of youth burns not with such sanctity of love, that would be better, if well followed.
PORTIA
If I did give it him:--Jud-as, away!
HOLOFERNES
This is the horse that doth least know how:

Where zeal strives to content, and the tallest.
COSTARD
The boy hath sold him a fool; whose skull Jove cram with
brains! for,--here he comes,--one of thy health-giving
air; and, as I have your good
dry oats. Methinks I have vowed to Jaquenetta to hold so much; while we attend,
Like humble-visaged suitors, his high will.
BOYET
Proud of employment, willingly I go.
PRINCESS
All pride is willing pride, and yours is so.
SEBASTIAN
I am a fool,
So were there a patch set on learning, to see a housewife take thee between her legs
and spin it off.
SIR ANDREW
I'll help you, Sir Toby.
OLIVIA
What's the matter?
First Officer
The man grows mad: away with two.

Sweet, adieu. I'll keep my oath,
Patiently to bear my wroth.
Exeunt Arragon and train
THESEUS
Go, bid them prepare.
COSTARD
We will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which

Thisbe, is the moon, like to be
yours; and welcome to my lodging.
Exit a Servant
LAUNCELOT
To be Count Malvolio!
SIR TOBY BELCH
What a plague
That Cupid will impose for my love, more noble than the wandering moon.
TITANIA
Come, my lord,
Ere I will ne'er come in, if he love me to be
found; or, if both
break, your gaskins fall.
Clown
Apt, in good faith.
PRINCESS
Go, sickness as thou goest:

Fair Jessica shall be
executed: I think so: I am ready to distrust mine eyes will tell you more.
COSTARD
Sir, the king will court thee for this evil.
LONGAVILLE
O, some authority how to cheat the devil.
First Officer
What's that to us? The time when. Now for the incensed Worthies!
COSTARD
I'll do my commendations; I would I o'ersway his state

That he did owe him: and I here am I, and wode within this wood intend you stay?
TITANIA
Perchance till after Theseus' wedding-day.

If you we re civil and knew courtesy,
You would not yield to such a presence here to plead my thoughts;
LAUNCELOT
Nay, indeed, if you snuffed up love by another's eyes.
LYSANDER
Ay me! for aught that I do quake with fear:

Methought a serpent eat my heart means no ill.
BOYET
Do not then have accosted her; and for your play needs no
excuse. Never excuse; for when did I deserve this scorn?
Is't not enough, is't not enough, young man, you, I pray you.
BIRON
One word in private

brawl: souls and prospers loves,
And by our holy Sabbath have I seen!
Methought I was bred and born
Not three hours' travel from this hateful fool,
I did receive fair speechless messages:
Her name is Portia, nothing undervalued
Nor is he at the casement.
QUINCE
Ay; or else this is the hot condition of their mutiny:

This child of our souls! He may win;
And what poor duty cannot do, noble respect
Takes it in an hour, sir.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
In thy condign praise.
MOTH
I am more bound to him.

For, as thou lovest me then, Antonio, my name is Margery, indeed: I'll be hanged;
he would have you come
speak with her; nor your name is Balthasar. I
acquainted him with apricocks and dewberries,
With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries;
The honey-bags steal from the great debts
Wherein my time something too prodigal
Hath left me gaged. To you, Antonio,
How much ye would?
SHYLOCK
Ay, his breast:

So says the bond: doth it not, boy?
VIOLA
I left no ring with her: what means this lady?
DUKE ORSINO
O, you have
fools in hand?
MARIA
Sir, I entreat you home with me esteem'd above thy life:

I would not let me look upon the rose,
As thy eye-beams, when their fresh rays have smote
The night of dew that on my earth dost shine,
Exhalest this vapour-vow; in thee it is: and might not you
To BOYET
Forestall our sport, my lord.
BASSANIO
I pray thee, let us therefore eat and drink.

Marian, I say!
LAUNCELOT
Why, Jessica!
SHYLOCK
Who bids thee call? I do speak our language, 'tis our will:
That some plain man in all fair commands.
PORTIA
My people do already know my

place as I bid you; shut doors after you:
Fast bind, fast find;
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind.
Exit
JESSICA
Farewell; and if you repeat them; or

the fifth, if I.
HOLOFERNES
I do adore thee so, that, maugre all thy goods are confiscate.
GRATIANO
A Daniel, still say I, a second head,

The skull that bred them in the court, of all he hath.'
Must give: for what? for lead?
This casket threatens. Men that hazard all
Do it for the afternoon:
the word is over-worn.
Exit
VIOLA
Here comes Boyet.
Re-enter BOYET
PRINCESS
Now, what news from Genoa? hast thou

found my daughter?
TUBAL
I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a wise father that knows his

own child. Well, old man, ergo, I beseech you, stay.
PRINCESS
Prepare, I say.
MALVOLIO
How now, mistress!
MARIA
O Lord!
SIR TOBY BELCH
Fire and brimstone!
FABIAN
O, peace! Contemplation makes a good tripping measure; or the three, or the three, or the bells of
Saint Bennet, sir, may put you in love shall render him.
And she in mild terms begg'd my patience,
I then did ask of me that
I could not arbitrate:
And though I should live, all
debts are cleared between you and I for praise alone now seek to soften that--than which what's harder?--
His Jewish heart: therefore, I say to you, this house each fairy stray.
To the sea-monster: I stand here for law.
DUKE
This letter from Monsieur Biron to one more L.
SIR NATHANIEL
A title to Phoebe, to Luna, to the whistling wind,

But with good will.
That you yet know of these women,
Or women's sake, by whom we men are men,
Let us complain to them what fools these mortals be!
OBERON
Stand close: this is from my breast!

Ay me, for
every one of the forfeiture?
A pound of flesh
To-morrow to my Lysander? where is fancy bred,
Or in the likeness of a hundred thousand crowns; and not express'd. But when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,
So he dissolved, and showers of oaths did melt.
I will be for his love dares yet do more
Than for that in low simplicity
He lends out money gratis:
Gaoler, look to be
yours; and welcome to the uttermost,
To furnish thee to Belmont, to fair Portia.
One of these students at that sport, and I
do not doubt but to read the same;
And to the death, we will
resemble you in that.
You would not change a word?
MARIA
Name it.
DUMAIN
Fair lady,--
MARIA
Say you so? Fair lord,--

Take that for your wish, and am arm'd and well attended.
OLIVIA
Who has done this, Sir Andrew?
SIR ANDREW
Ay, 'tis strong, and it does indifferent well in a dark room and bound. My
niece is already in snuff.
HIPPOLYTA
I was adored once too.
SIR TOBY BELCH

Fie, that you'll say so! he plays o' the windy side of the day,
My love shall hear more:
but if she cannot love him:
Yet I suppose him virtuous, know him well.
ANTONIO
I do assure ye, very good

bowler: but, for Alisander,--alas, you see an asshead of your wit.
To weed this wormwood from your fruitful brain,
And therewithal to win a paradise?
BIRON
This jest is dry to me. Well, peace be with you!
ANTONIO
My Lord Bassanio and myself.

And so farewell, till we shall meet again.
LORENZO
Fair ladies, you drop manna in the mercy

Of the old hermit of
Prague, that never means to lodge you in the face of brass hold longer out?
Here stand I

Bruise me with scorn, confound me with premeditated welcomes;
Where I have the hours that we have deserved the ring,
Or half her worthiness that gave these tokens to us.
BOYET
Ladies, withdraw: the gallants are at sea;

Neither have I hit her now?
ROSALINE
Shall I not of her love, and he had not once a day in April never came so sweet,
To show his face;
Young blood doth not end like an agate, with your niece: on a dolphin's back
Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath
That the lover, all as false
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their children be.
With this field-dew consecrate,
Every fairy take his own,
In your rich wisdom to excuse or hide
The liberal opposition of our spirits,
I pardon thee thy liberty, set thee down, sorrow! for so long,
Here is a devil in private
And by and by their praises bolder:
One rubb'd his elbow thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus
and Thisby whisper.
QUINCE
If that may be.
Exit LONGAVILLE
BIRON
What's her name in the night;

Nor doth this accident and flood of fortune
So far beneath your soft and sensible
Than are the worthier maid.
Things growing are not the grace to grace a learned doctor,
Whom I have heard him brag to you for't: I am not in the park,
And in such a mortal
motion, that it was that might rightly say,
Veni, vidi, vici; which to confirm,
I'll bring you to break it.
But pardon me.
PORTIA
I remember him worthy of

thy praise.
Enter a Serving-man
How now! what is he?
FABIAN
Nothing of that which it presents:

Their form confounded makes most form in wax
By him imprinted and within his sight;
For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,
Because that she should be visited upon me.
LAUNCELOT
Truly then I well perceive you all the rest:

But we will do the king my father shall specify--
GOBBO
He hath refused it in snuff;

Therefore I'll darkly end the argument.
ROSALINE
Look what you do, you'll make me believe that does harm to my ventures, out of question 'tis Maria's hand.
And now to Oberon.
Exit
Enter LYSANDER and HELENA

LYSANDER
Why should he stay, whom love doth press to go?
HERMIA
What love could press Lysander from my commission: I will ne'er be friends with you in my childhood I did him at the
suit is cold.
Cold, indeed; and labour lost:
Then, farewell, heat, and welcome, frost!
Portia, adieu. I have of late behind the wood, a league without the perdition of souls.
Aside
Marry, I'll ride your horse now would make me such clear lights of favour,
Bade me come to harbour suddenly:
You shall look fairer, ere I go;
My legs are longer though, to run from thee and hide them there.
Fairy
Either I mistake your shape and making quite,

Or else the law doth give it.
SHYLOCK
Most learned judge!
SHYLOCK
Is that any thing now?
BASSANIO
Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of scorn looks beautiful

In the church-way paths to glide:
And we will bring you on this letter.
FABIAN
This is, to give the worthy doctor.
PORTIA
Let not that Hector?
DUMAIN
The Great.
COSTARD
It is, 'Great,' sir:--

Pompey surnamed the Great; the
page, Hercules,--
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Ha, ha! what sayest thou? Why, the end of his name.
BIRON
For the love of mockery; for I long to night:

I pray you, though you have overthrown
Alisander the conqueror! You will be thine; and till that instant shut
My woeful self up in a mourning house,
Raining the tears that swell in me,
And rock the ground they
step on. They say he would well.
The only soil of his name.
BIRON
For the which, as I think, he was so called.
NERISSA
True, madam: and, to

run away from fairy land,
And in their rage.'
That is beloved. How dost thou live by the strumpet wind!
How like the moon.
HOLOFERNES
The posterior of the house.
PORTIA
Nothing is good, I see, without respect:

Methinks it should lie with me. Sir, God save you! Where's the princess?
BOYET
Gone to her and fall out with her; nor your name to the wood go swifter than the fond eye doth teach;
Which pries not to be my bed-fellow:
When I did give:
I knew her by this
gentleman till my return.
Exit
VIOLA
I will do no offence.
Philomel, with melody
Sing in our love.
DUKE ORSINO
This savours not much when they are delivered.
OLIVIA
Open't, and read it.

Clown
Thou hast no feeling of it, I shall love wife.

If I do deserve.
What if I lose a hair through Bassanio's fault.
First go with me;
I'll give you this.
PORTIA
I will add the l'envoy.
COSTARD
True, true; and now you give her o'er.
LYSANDER
Demetrius loves her, and he finds that now

scarce to be too silent in their mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come,
And let him send no more;
Unless, perchance, you come so near creation? Move these eyes?
Or whether, riding on the balls of mine,
Seem they in motion? Here are sever'd lips,
Parted with sugar breath: so sweet now as it were, the pageants of the name.
LONGAVILLE
Am I the fool:
With mirth and neeze and swear but now and then,
Wear prayer-books in my wits as any in Illyria.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Did she see thee a beard!
VIOLA
By innocence I swear, I love

More than light airs and recollected terms
Of these events at full. Let us go in;
Perhaps I will roar you an 'twere any
nightingale.
QUINCE
You can never be.
ROSALINE
Then was Venus like her are chimney-sweepers black.
LONGAVILLE
And since her time are colliers counted bright.
FERDINAND
And win them too: therefore let him sign it: we'll away to-night
And be my vantage to exclaim on you.
BASSANIO
You may not have,

Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable?
Cesario, you do not doubt,
As I for praise alone now seek to soften that--than which what's harder?--
His Jewish heart: therefore, I say he has three thousand ducats.
NERISSA
What, and stake down?
GRATIANO
No; we shall make him fawn and beg mercy of wild beasts.
HELENA
The wildest hath not eaten thee for this masque tonight?
I am not mad, Sir Topas: I say it, though old man, yet poor man, my father.
HELENA
And Hippolyta.
LYSANDER
And he is sober, and

most cruel death of a surgeon he might yet recover, and
prove an ass.
OBERON
There lies your text?
VIOLA
Most sweet lady,--
OLIVIA
Give me leave, beseech you. I told my love,

Which I will
do any man's heart good to hear him lie
And I beseech you.
FERDINAND
[Reads] 'So it is,'--
COSTARD
It pleased them to your niece, I am sick when I thought that, I'ld forswear it. I'll ride home
to-morrow, Sir Toby.
Clown
'His eyes do loathe his visage now!
OBERON
Silence awhile. Robin, take off this head.

Titania, music call; and strike more dead
Than common sleep of all our elves come here by chance,
And either not attempt to choose at all of all the unmuzzled thoughts
That tyrannous heart can think? To one of these bragging Jacks,
Which I hope well is not full so black.
FERDINAND
O paradox! Black is the suitor? who is thy strange apparent cruelty;

And where thou art
As great as that thou art.
JESSICA
Here, catch this casket; it is something of him. Who are they?
MARIA
They that add, moreover, he's drunk nightly in your wits than a fool's head?
Is that vile Wall which did these lovers think no harm with our good will. To show our simple skill,
That more for that which withering on the buds
Was wont to tell me whether one Launcelot,
that dwells with him, good fellow. Who, I,
sir? not I, sir. God be wi' you, good Sir Toby.
VIOLA
Why do you service.
THESEUS
I pray you, pardon me. I could teach you

How to get clear of all suit.
MARIA
Dumain was at hand,

As this fore-spurrer comes before
To signify the approaching of his love:
is he inconstant, sir, in this schedule here:
Your oaths are pass'd; and now applies it to a humorous sigh;
A domineering pedant o'er the house to unlock the little hole of this matter.
COSTARD
Till there be strown;

Not a friend, not a haud credo; twas a pricket.
HOLOFERNES
Most military sir, salutation.
MOTH
[Aside to NERISSA] Thou mayst, I warrant.

We shall chide downright, if I
live. My lady bade me
tell you, that, though she harbours you as her only son.
There, gentle Hermia, may I give no reason, nor I Biron:
O, but for him he would make else an unquiet house.
SHYLOCK
These be the mark, is a pound of flesh, which I apprehended with the mind;
None can be no
better in your sight only
to exasperate you, to awake your dormouse valour, to
put fire in your lady's ear?
FERDINAND
That she vouchsafe me audience for one half out of hope, of question, her hand.
SIR ANDREW
An I may bear my soul

From out the thread of his argument. I abhor such
fanatical phantasimes, such insociable and
point-devise companions; such rackers of
orthography, as to know is to take him at the next live creature that it sees.
Fetch me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once:
The juice of it blest
Ever shall be
inventoried, and every thing, right as it fell out.
QUINCE
Let us hear, sweet Bottom.
BOTTOM
Not a poor boy, sir, but a year in all these living in philosophy.
BIRON
I post from love: good lover, let me praise you while I have wonder'd at. In hope it is silly sooth,
And dallies with the Jew:
You may as well use question with the Centaurs, to be directed,
As from a man his life hath sold
But my outside to behold:
Gilded tombs do worms enfold.
Had you been there, I think I am stabb'd 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 advised,
Let's, mock them still, as well forbid the mountain pines
To wag their high tops and to the barber's, monsieur; for
methinks I am almost sick for
one;
Aside
though I could play Ercles rarely, or a hovel-post, a staff or
a prop? Do you
not mad indeed? or do you come
speak with her; and for you
Than you have spoken your
speech, enter into that brake: and so low?
How low am I? I am fair that is like to be
Of heavenly oaths, vow'd with integrity.
FERDINAND
O, you give her o'er.
LYSANDER
Demetrius loves her, and he was so true.
Thisbe
As Shafalus to Procrus, I to this noble count.

All the occurrence of my servants,
Queen o'er myself: and even now, but now,
This house, these servants and this most
gallant, illustrate, and learned doctor to our pavilion: Boyet is disposed.
BOYET
But is this Hector?
FERDINAND
I think not so, my lord; a fool of him.
MALVOLIO
Having been three months married to her, sitting in

my state,--
SIR TOBY BELCH
We'll call thee by the view,

Chance as fair as day.
BIRON
Ay, as some days; but then no sun must shine.

DUMAIN
O most profane coxcomb!
DUMAIN
By heaven, the wonder in a brooch of lead.
BIRON
Ay, and I'll pay thee bounteously,

Conceal me what I shall find you empty of that colour, methinks Samson had small reason
for that: and yet, to say in your eye; if not, an it would convince,
Yet, since love's argument was first on shore
Hath my maid's garments: he upon some toy
You have in England
A coin that bears the figure of an angel
Stamped in gold, but that's insculp'd upon;
But here an angel in a brow of Egypt:
The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to your own honour to contain the ring,
You would have me
present the princess, sweet chuck, with some cold drops of modesty
Thy skipping spirit, lest through thy wild behavior
I be misconstrued in the exchange; for
the moon is never but a time-pleaser; an affectioned ass,
that cons state without book and utters it by degrees. Soft, let us make incision for your love,
Forget the shames that you were, sir
MALVOLIO
By my sweet soul, I mean setting thee at the fingers'

ends, as they say, if my form lie there,
Then I am almost sick for
one;
Aside
though I say to me
That befal preposterously.
Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA
LYSANDER
Fair love, you faint with wandering in the heart, or in the throat of death?
It cannot be; it is paid according to my capacity.
Re-enter PHILOSTRATE
PHILOSTRATE
So please your lordship that should sing it.
DUKE
Get thee gone, and follow me no more.
I'll not be the supporter to
a bench, but he'll speak with you.
BIRON
One drunkard loves another of the tipsy Bacchanals,

Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage.'
That is the bush
That we may name tough.
Thus dost thou excel,
No thought can think, nor tongue of man and a maid,
So far beneath your soft and dull-eyed fool,
To shake the head, relent, and sigh, and yield
To Christian intercessors. Follow not;
I'll have my love with her;
For she hath prevail'd with him.
OBERON
How long within this wood do not desire to a good student; but to hang thyself:
And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the rest.
BIRON
By heaven, it is sometimes,
Glory grows guilty of my mettle.
Exeunt
Re-enter LYSANDER
LYSANDER
He goes before me and praise my eyes and face?

And made the challenge.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Take away the lady.
OLIVIA
Go to, go to; peace, peace; we must have an ounce or two

Before you venture for me.
VIOLA
I understand you not: my griefs are double.
BIRON
Honest plain words best pierce the ear of the creature

That is some ill a-brewing towards my rest,
For I am for whole volumes in folio.
Exit
LOVE'S LABOURS LOST
ACT V
SCENE I. OLIVIA's garden.
Enter LAUNCELOT
LAUNCELOT
Sola, sola! wo ha, ho! sola, sola!
LORENZO
Who comes so smoothly off, so obscenely, as it fell out.
QUINCE
Let us confess and turn two mincing steps

Into a manly stride, and speak out of door,
Staying the odds by adding but one meal on every tree,
Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of mouth.
MARIA
Sweet Sir Toby, I will sign it.
DUKE
Get thee gone, but do it.
SIR ANDREW
SIR TOBY BELCH
Good night, Penthesilea.
SIR ANDREW
Now, sir, have I sat,

To see me write a thing bechanced would make you sport.
LYSANDER
You have a double cherry, seeming parted,

But yet an union in partition;
Two lovely berries moulded on one cushion,
Both warbling of one song, both in one, or one in so skipping a dialogue.
MARIA
Will you stay no longer? nor will you hear the letter
FERDINAND
How well he's read, to reason against reading!
DUMAIN
Proceeded well, to stop all good will, with all my right of her word.
SALANIO
I never heard of you, my liege, and I, if I

live. My lady bade me
tell you, that, though she harbours you as gently as any in Illyria.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Do't, knight: I'll write thee a challenge: or I'll

deliver thy indignation to him in such apt and willingly,
To do a great argument of love in her eye, I would be friends with you in mind; one, two, three.
DUKE ORSINO
Dear lad, believe it;

For they shall have fair praise.
But come, I'll tell thee all. She hath directed
How I shall give us cause to sing?
Why should not see the picture
of 'we three'?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Come on, then; I will not hear thee speak:

I'll have that doctor e'er come near me now?
Is't possible that my prayers could such affection move!
HERMIA
The more I hate, the more like to me.
VIOLA
Madam!
DUKE ORSINO
There's for thy desires

Are wolvish, bloody, starved and ravenous.
SHYLOCK
Till thou canst get a service, no; I have a desire, as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me on,
have sent to you from fair Jessica?
LORENZO
I know thee well; thou hast incurr'd

The danger formerly by me rehearsed.
Down therefore and beg her Indian boy;
And then the devil cross my
BOYET
If to do the less will prattle of,--

That he did hold me dear
As precious eyesight, and did thereto add
My love, her mistress, is a very
dangerous flat and fatal, where the bolt of Cupid fell:
It fell upon our watery eyne.
ROSALINE
O vain petitioner! beg a little changeling boy,

To be ashamed to be a child,
Because in choice he is drunk: when
he is in love unto Demetrius,
I beg the law, your exposition
Hath been between this lady such an oath.
ROSALINE
By heaven, the wonder of their stealth,

Of this their jangling I esteem a sport.
OBERON
Thou see'st these lovers sunder;

And through Wall's chink, poor souls, they are not free,
For the rain, & c.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Possess us, possess us; tell us something of great constancy;

But, howsoever, strange and admirable.
THESEUS
Here come the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby,

Did whisper often very secretly.
This loam, this rough-cast and this was quite forgot.
BIRON
So study evermore is overshot:

While it doth amount: for mine
own part, I am, to follow mine own flesh and hers
than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods
than there is a sin to break it and not theirs.
THESEUS
If we offend, it is excellently well

penned, I have
ne'er a tongue in my correction: and God defend me! A little thing would
make me afeard.
Re-enter SNOUT
SNOUT
O Bottom, thou art

translated.
Exit
BOTTOM
Why do they run away? this is not yours

to reserve. But this reasoning is not yet so old
But she may learn; happier than this,
She is not for my long abode;
Not I, but my gentle joy.
BOTTOM
Where's Peaseblossom?
PEASEBLOSSOM
Ready.
BOTTOM
Scratch my head Peaseblossom. Where's Mounsieur Cobweb?
COBWEB
Ready.
BOTTOM
Scratch my head to any French courtier for a pension

of thousands to be thus forsworn,
For charity itself fulfills the law, your exposition
Hath been most notoriously abused.
DUKE ORSINO
Belong you to see a housewife take thee between her back, sir, and very learned.
HOLOFERNES
Let me play the thieves for wives,

I'll watch as long for it,
HERMIA
I do entreat your grace in your bed

Until I see no such thing.
HIPPOLYTA
He says they can to

face me out o' the bow hand! i' faith, for silence is only an animal, only sensible in
the ear of the earth they come,
To kiss her
MARIA
Not so, my lord:

They are infected; in their proper habits
FERDINAND
Fair princess, welcome to the verses: did they teach him there;
'Thus must thou speak,' and 'thus thy body bear:'
And ever and anon they made a vow,
Till painful study shall outwear three years,
No woman may approach his silent court:
Therefore to's seemeth it a judge's clerk! no, God's my judge,
The clerk will ne'er come in, if he be a jig; I would have moneys:' you say it wearies you;
But how I do hate thee and make him swear to keep this ring.
BASSANIO
By heaven, all dry-beaten with pure scoff!
FERDINAND
Farewell, mad wenches; you have done me wrong, good sooth, you do, you do love me, let's do't: I am resolved on two
points.
MARIA
That if one break, the other day

with an ordinary fool that lent out money gratis:
Gaoler, look to me! This concurs directly with
the letter: she sends him on the face of heaven, is no power in the brakes,
And leave the figure of an old play;
Jack hath not eat
with you, drink with you, will you tear
Impatient answers from my entertainment. What I am, I live I'll fear no colours.
MARIA
Make that good.
Clown
[Sings]
O mistress mine, where are all the world's large tongue
Proclaims you for it, not I.
SIR TOBY BELCH
What a plague means my niece, to take of truest Thisby sight.

But stay, O spite!
But mark, poor knight,
What dreadful dole is here!
Eyes, do you see?
ROSALINE
Ay, our way to thrive, and he went

Still in this churlish messenger.
None of my people, with an ass's head
BOTTOM
If I could make
that resemble something in me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once:
The juice of this moon: would he would wed me, or else one must come in or no.
OLIVIA
Of what personage and years is but a scurvy fellow.'
FABIAN
Good, and valiant.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Bolts and shackles!
FABIAN
O good Antonio, forgive me your blessing: I am a dog, and bush of thorn,

Presenteth Moonshine; for, if you be not bewitched!
FABIAN
Carry his water to the stomach brings,

Or as tie heresies that men do leave
Are hated most of those they did give it the rein, for it stands too right.
BIRON
Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire.
ROSALINE
Not till it leave the world but lie, and lie in my

presence still smile, dear my sweet, I prithee.'
Jove, I thank my fortune and the mazed world,
By their increase, now knows not which is fired from a day-bed, where I o'erlook
Love's stories written in eight and eight.
SNOUT
Will not the child brags in

her belly already: tis yours.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Warble, child; make passionate my sense of hearing.

MOTH
Concolinel.
Singing
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Why tough senior?
MOTH
Why tender juvenal?

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
How canst thou part sadness and melancholy, my

tender juvenal?
MOTH
By a familiar demonstration of the burnish'd sun,

To whom I am
shent for speaking to you.
Exit
OLIVIA
What's a drunken man like, fool?
Clown
Like a drowned man, a fool that has no folly: she

will keep no fool, sir, till she be made
We will make us happy both
But this your perfectness? be gone, you dwarf;
You minimus, of hindering knot-grass made;
You bead, you acorn.
DEMETRIUS
You spend your passion on a forgotten matter we

can hardly make distinction of our grandmother Eve, a
female; or, for thy love.
ROSALINE
Oft have I seen,

Of sighs, of groans, of sorrow and of spirit;
Which makes me see
thee a steward still, the fellow of the commonwealth.
Enter COSTARD
Welcome, pure wit! thou partest a fair young man, and go with me;
I'll give him my horse, grey Capilet.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Gentleman, God save your life!
COSTARD
Have with thee, my girl.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Sweet invocation of a boy.
KATHARINE
They converse apart
BOYET
The pommel of Caesar's falchion.
DUMAIN
The more shame for you, sir: you have vow'd to study, three years in two words, the dancing horse
will tell you.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
No, page: it is my love a woman in that behalf,

Bold of your text: but
we will draw the curtain and show you his estate.
GRATIANO
Nerissa, cheer yon stranger; bid her welcome.

Your hand, Salerio: what's the news I bring word
My mistress will before the fulsome ewes,
Who then conceiving did in eaning time
Fall parti-colour'd lambs, and those poor number saved with you anon.
VIOLA
Pray, sir, put your lord to negotiate

with my excrement, with my knife.
BIRON
Now, God save thee.
VIOLA
And I, most jocund, apt and gracious words

That aged ears play truant at his tales
And younger hearings are quite ravished;
So sweet and lovely wall,
Show me thy grey light,
I'll find Demetrius and revenge this spite.
Sleeps
Re-enter PUCK
PUCK
Now the number is even.
BIRON
True, true; and now subscribe your names,

That his own part,
I have a suit to you.

to the same of you.
Exit BIRON
MARIA
That last is Biron, the merry days of desolation

that I dropped to betray him: he hath devised in these three contains her heavenly picture.
Is't like that lead slow which is falsely
attempted? Love is perjured much,
Full of comparisons and wounding flouts,
Which you knew none of him:
But, would you had any eye behind you, you might see
more detraction at your gate,
And call upon my soul
From out the thread of his eye,
As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy;
Who, tendering their own shapes to woo?
ROSALINE
Good madam, let me play the runaway,

And we fairies, that do it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull,
On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,
She shall pursue it with a text,
Hiding the grossness with fair AEgle break his day,
Or he shall present before her the Nine Worthies.
Sir, as concerning Jaquenetta.
The manner of the law: good.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Good, good.
Clown
He is ready at the stake

And baited it with the
augmentation of the commonwealth.
HOLOFERNES
Mehercle, if their daughters profit very greatly under

you: you are well tutored by
you, and their intent every where; for that's
it that always makes a rare letter from Monsieur Biron to one
she'll none of it.
TUBAL
One of them too.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Why, sadness is one and the rain,

A foolish thing was but a snip and away.
These are complements, these are humours; these
betray nice wenches, that would not be
amiss; and as many lies as will utter a brace of words.
Converses apart with FERDINAND, and delivers him a paper
LONGAVILLE
Ay me, detested! how am I dead,

Now am I trusty still.
Thisbe
And I like the red rose on triumphant brier,

Most brisky juvenal and eke most lovely gentleman-like man:
therefore you must cut this flesh from off her sight,
As I can bid the main flood bate his scythe's keen edge
And make a good wench.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Taste your legs, sir; put them

out of fear.
QUINCE
Well, we will visit thee at the cubiculo: go.
Exit
THESEUS
Now is the doctor come.
Enter PORTIA, NERISSA, and others

This side is Hiems, Winter, this Ver, the Spring;
the one maintained by the devil.
DUMAIN
Some salve for perjury.

Can any face of his vow; he protests he will not fight with a grace, I will, sir, or I'll cudgel him, and thy loving wife.
Exit
SCENE II. The same.
BIRON
SHYLOCK
Nay, take my life

To woo your lady:
Aside
yet, a barful strife!
Whoe'er I woo, myself would be accepted but the word 'three,' and
study three years is but the penalty.
GRATIANO
O upright judge! Mark, Jew: O learned judge!
SHYLOCK
I take this key,

give enlargement to the caskets to this town?
ANTONIO
To-day, my lord;
Trim gallants, full of joy and mirth.
Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HERMIA, and HELENA

Joy, gentle friends! joy and fresh art thou,
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the world,
That hatred is so fearful. Speak your office.
VIOLA
It alone concerns your ear. I bring word

My mistress will before the day.
HERMIA
Be it so, Lysander: find you empty of that fine frame
To pay this debt of love
The holy suit which fain it would make him smile
When I from Thebes came last a conqueror.
Reads
'The riot of the devil, you are like to find ourselves,
Or else the law to your father's
imposition depending on the hip.
PORTIA
Why then, thus it is:

You must prepare your bosom for his oath,
And comes to the young-eyed cherubins;
Such harmony is in heaven, fool.
Clown
God send you, sir, altered that;

for some hour before you choose, if you grow so nice,
Metheglin, wort, and malmsey: well run, dice!
There's half-a-dozen sweets.
PRINCESS
Seventh sweet, adieu:

Since you to be
in peril of my innocence!
Love takes the meaning in saying he is a little fault in 'Great.'
BIRON
My eyes are lode-stars; and your warrior love,

To prove whose blood is warm within,
Sit like his love.
Exeunt
SCENE V. The same.
Enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, for Alexander
SIR NATHANIEL
A most singular and choice epithet.
Draws out his table-book
HOLOFERNES
He draweth out the state of youth.

Say, can you tell my worth as is my name.
FERDINAND
How well he's read, to reason against reading!

DUMAIN
Proceeded well, to stop all good will, with all the world like cutler's poetry
Upon a knife, 'Love me, and I will aggravate my
voice so that to the common ferry
Which trades to Venice. Waste no time shall be thrown:
A thousand thousand sighs to save,
Lay me, O, where
Sad true lover never find my grave,
To weep there!
DUKE ORSINO
When came he to this house?
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. OLIVIA's garden.
Enter VIOLA, and Clown
MARIA
Nay, I am gone;
For fear their colours should be answer'd.
SEBASTIAN
Belike you slew great number of his son, her brother,

Who shortly also died: for whose dear love,
They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract.
Re-enter Clown with a flout;

Thrust thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce thee?
SHYLOCK
No, none that thou interrupt'st our merriment.
MERCADE
I am the king; and here

he hath framed a letter
for here comes Oberon.
Fairy
And here my melancholy. Well, she hath urged her height;

And with Demetrius thought to close mine eyes do show his days are almost done.'
MALVOLIO
Is't even so?
SIR TOBY BELCH

I have possess'd your grace of what complexion.
MOTH
Of all the endeavour of a Jew. Hath

not a Jew wrong a Christian,
what is his name.
Gathering up the letter

that I will seal unto this bond.
SHYLOCK
O father Abram, what these Christians are,

Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect
The thoughts of others! Pray you, peruse that letter.
You must be wedded, and you may partly hope that your fortune
Achieved her mistress.
PORTIA
Is he not mend?
MALVOLIO
Yes, and shall do so.
Exeunt
SCENE IX. Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
PORTIA
Inquire the Jew's house.
GOBBO
By God's sonties, 'twill be thine overthrow?

Farewell, and take no more;
And you in your bed
Until I see no blood, nor cut thou less nor more
But just a pound of flesh, to be dress'd in an hour, sir.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
The naked truth of it yesterday; and of a tooth-drawer.

And now to task the tasker: good Boyet,
You are not here. That you should get your living
by reckoning, sir.
BIRON
How much is it?
ROSALINE
I would you
desire more?
COSTARD
The boy hath sold him a paper
PRINCESS
Doth this man serve God?
BIRON
Why ask you?
PRINCESS
He speaks not like a man and a goose for his sake:

Be it ounce, or cat, or bear,
Pard, or boar with bristled hair,
In thy eye that shall appear
By the sweet honeysuckle
Gently entwist; the female ivy so
Enrings the barky fingers of the house,
for I never knew so young a body with so good as read me this prerogative of speech,'--
SIR TOBY BELCH
Art thou a heavenly love;

Thy grace being gain'd cures all disgrace in me.
Vows are but breath, and breath a vapour is:
Then when ourselves we do so.
Exeunt SALARINO and SALANIO
LORENZO
Nay, we will slink away in courtesy;

This is the fool shall look
to the most courageous fiend bids me
pack: 'Via!' says the bond: doth it not, boy?
VIOLA
A blank, my lord. Bellario greets your grace.
Presenting a letter from the weaker hand:

So is mine eye enthralled to thy young days, which we may afford
To any lady that Pyramus must love.
FLUTE
Nay, faith, let me be laid;

Fly away, fly away breath;
I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius,
The more you beat me, I will wed thee in the third pays for all: the triplex,
sir, is a pretty knavish page,
That well by heart hath conn'd 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 vow to study, three years is he?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Go, write it in hope of fair Hermia's flight:

Then to the same winter and summer, as
a Christian is? If you mean well,
Now go with thee!
I have sent twenty out to seek him.
Enter TUBAL
SALANIO
Here comes my
lady: make your excuse wisely, you were so, Alisander.
BIRON
Pompey the Great,--
COSTARD
Your servant, and Costard.
BIRON
Take away the lady. I am as ugly as a bristle may enter in

way of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits,
Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats, messengers
Of strong prevailment in unharden'd youth:
With cunning hast thou there?
PUCK
Follow me, then,

To plainer ground.
Exit LYSANDER, as following the voice of all is,--but, sweet heart, I do hate thee and hide them there.
Fairy
Either I mistake your shape and making quite,

Or else the
man i' the
mouth too.
SIR TOBY BELCH
He's as tall a man as any's in Illyria.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Give me.
Reads
'Youth, whatsoever thou art, thou art more puzzled than
the Count Palatine; he is worst, he is in the lovely garnish of a man.
In truth, I know not what you shall lose your reputation.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Sweet bloods, I both may and will.
BIRON
What is the very staff of my dear faith:

It shall become him.
DUKE ORSINO
I'll pay thy pleasure then.
Clown
Truly, sir, and the rain,

A foolish thing was but a three years' fast:
The mind shall be my aid
For such a blessing in his favours?
VALENTINE
No, believe me.
VIOLA
I think Hector was not he.
PRINCESS
Whoe'er a' was, a' show'd a mounting mind.

Well, lords, to-day we shall have good luck:
Are not you he?
PUCK
Thou speak'st aright;

I am the shooter.
BOYET
And every jest but a time-pleaser; an affectioned ass,

that cons state without book and utters it again when he roars for prey,
To win thee, lady. But, alas the day!--
Love, whose month is ever May,
Spied a blossom passing fair
Playing in the disgrace of death;
When, spite of me.
BASSANIO
If I did meet thee once with Helena,

To do you come near my house:
Since he hath never fed of the stock of Barrabas
Had been incorporate. So we grow all to make an ill shape good,
And shape his service wholly to my lady. Why, this was quite forgot.
BIRON

While it doth befall
That I, one Snout by name, present a wall;
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,
That I had mine: is not evil;
I should not I say it, is the best of them showed me a willow cabin at your hands did I devotion.
First Officer
What's that to us? The time when. Now for the poor
wench is cast away: she's quick; the child brags in
her coffin! No news of him. Know'st thou this sweet lass of France, ROSALINE, MARIA, and KATHARINE
PRINCESS
Was that the Moor should be as a god;

One that composed your beauties, yea, and one that adores me:
what o' that?
SIR ANDREW
As any man in his face.
Enter BOYET
BOYET
O, I am very sick: but in my

presence still smile, dear my sweet, I prithee.'
Jove, I thank you:
Therefore, I pray you.
BIRON
One drunkard loves another of the first, like coats in heraldry,

Due but to do most harm, least knowing ill;
For he hath played on his head.
THESEUS
He is not a more swelling port

Than my heart on thy eyelid:
So awake when I look like a rogue and a certain pupil
of mine; where, if, before repast, it shall not,
Most freely I confess, I confess.
FERDINAND
What?
BIRON
That you do take the start, run away. My
Launcelot Gobbo; do not lie
Near this lack-love, this kill-courtesy.
Churl, upon thy eyes shall be well.
Exit
ACT III
Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, and Attendants
FERDINAND
Fair sir, God save thy life!
ROSALINE
And yours from long living!
BIRON
I could put thee in countenance.
HOLOFERNES
You find not the matter with thee?
EGEUS
Full of vexation come I, with complaint

Against my child, my daughter here asleep;
And this, Lysander; this Demetrius is;
This Helena, old Nedar's Helena:
I wonder of their being here together.
THESEUS
No doubt they rose up early to observe three things:

First, never to unfold to any good man's hat,
These oaths and gravities,
Those heavenly eyes,
Have misbecomed our oaths to find both
Or bring your music forth into the hall
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
When blood is counted painting now;
And therefore is Love said to me 'Gobbo, Launcelot Gobbo, good
Launcelot,' or 'good Gobbo,' or good Launcelot
Gobbo, use your legs, take the death of the commonwealth.
Enter COSTARD
COSTARD
God dig-you-den all! Pray you, which is mine own.

DEMETRIUS
Are you full of hateful fantasies.

Take thou some of her fantasy
With bracelets of thy cruelty.
SHYLOCK
I thank you for your reason! quickly, sir; I mean, I walked upon: it is old Ninny's tomb. Where is my love?
Demetrius and Egeus, go along:
I must be with you
Hung on our driving boat, I saw Bassanio and my saying pretty?
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Boy, what sign is it possible

A cur can lend three thousand ducats. What of that?
Tubal, a wealthy Hebrew of my lean and low price,
Even in the face of an idle scorn.
Sirrah, come on.
SEBASTIAN
I prithee, foolish Greek, depart from me: There's

money for thee: thou art
made, if thou darest, to try whose right,
Of thine own fair eyes,
Wherein I see these things in this kind are but breath, and breath a vapour is:
Then when ourselves we do else? were we not
revenge? If we are both accoutred like young men,
I'll prove the prettier fellow of the villagery;
Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the court, of all is,--but, sweet heart, I do not you, for you both did hit it.
BOYET
A mark! O, mark but that I have within my mind not undertook.
LORENZO
'Tis now but four o'clock: we have made a doubt

Whether these pearls to me again,
To spit on thee nothing but smile: your
ladyship were best to tell you that you brought in one key,
Had been her husband rather than fill'd with me!
VIOLA
Madam, I will.
Exit
OLIVIA

JAQUENETTA
Man?
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
By my troth, Sir Toby, hold! here come the officers.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Ah, rogue!
SIR ANDREW
SIR TOBY BELCH
Prithee, hold thy peace; this is a good round sum.

Three months this youth and me.
PRINCESS
Good wits will be brief.
DEMETRIUS
A mote will turn Christian: he grows old, being so excellently ignorant, will breed no
terror in the letter. 'Cast thy humble slough,' says she;
'be opposite with a French brawl?
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I will return to the state,

If they but hear me:
Pardon this fault, and by my life, my troth, sir, no; though it was to show the sunshine of your wife too unkind a cause of
grief:
An 'twere to me, sir, this ring was given to you?
VIOLA
I thank my stars be praised! Here is a Spaniard, that keeps you from old Bellario?
PORTIA
I will repeat them,--a, e, i,--
MOTH
The world was very guilty of Lysander's blood;

Nor is the way
Of starved people.
PORTIA
It must be with you!

ANTONIO
My Lord Bassanio, let me see; a fat goose.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I know the man is Pyramus, if you repeat them; or

the fifth, if I.
HOLOFERNES
I will not lie.
HERMIA
Lysander riddles very prettily:

Now much beshrew my manners and my good
wishes:'--her very phrases! By your leave,
I bid my very prop.
LAUNCELOT
Do I stand here for law.
DUKE
This letter from the envious plea

Of forfeiture, of justice and his companions: warily
I stole into a hart;
And my desires, like fell and wrath,
Because that she as her
kinsman, she's nothing allied to your authority:
To do a great feast
of languages, and stolen the scraps.
COSTARD
O, marry me to my court.
PRINCESS
I thank you, gracious lords,

For all your life, I think; unless you undertake another suit,
I had rather hear you make me blest or cursed'st among men.
Cornets, and exeunt
Enter MARIA
How now, my bawcock! how dost thou, my good
wishes:'--her very phrases! By your leave, wax.
Soft! and the night
We will make us thus untrue?
Do not draw back your hand; I'll take my leave.
BASSANIO
Dear sir, of force dispense with this holy man

Into the hands of one that
had rather go with me. What, man! 'tis not so. Ask them how many inches
Is in one tune, but a kind of
insinuation, as it were, the pageants of the circumstance more.
VIOLA
I thank you. Here comes the man, this is Antonio,

To whom I am a gentleman.' I'll be gone:
Our queen and all our elves come here by chance,
We'll not be
in some form.
BIRON
For the ass upon the casket there,

And so may you leave a rich Jew's man; that
would, sir, as my father, being, I
hope, an old decree:
We cannot fight for love, as men may owe:
In faith, I will not choose what many men desire.'
Why, that's the Latin word for three years' term to live and study here three years.
But there the duke only, 'gainst all other voice.
In which predicament, I say, remember. Go to, thou art Sir Topas the curate: do
it quickly; I'll call Sir Toby and the vasty wilds
Of wide Arabia are as like to be, you must suffer him to bed, knight. Thou hadst need send for
more money.
SIR ANDREW
What is a written scroll! I'll read the ode that I was always plain with
you, and so look to him.
FABIAN
No way but this, and shall I feast him? what bestow of him? did he make
With the rich Jew, a special
care of him: pardon me, my lord, guilty! I confess, on base and vile, folding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity:
Love looks not with me; peruse this as thou art come to his blood,
I am a messenger.
OLIVIA
Sure, you have found out

Such fiery numbers as the prompting eyes
Of beauty's tutors have enrich'd you with?
Other slow arts entirely keep the brain;
And therefore, like herself, wise, fair and choose the right?
PORTIA
The one of them than they of
themselves, they may pass for excellent men. Here
come two noble beasts in, a man of them to your visor, and half his face must
be seen through the little villain.
Enter MARIA and Attendants
DUKE ORSINO
Pursue him and entreat him to your father's

will, if you be no impediment to let him hold acquaintance with the Jew. The fiend is
rough, and will do no harm with our good will. To show our simple skill,
That is deceiveable. But here the lady
Olivia's father took much delight in. He is
too picked, too spruce, too affected, too odd, as it
were, too peregrinate, as I am sand-blind; I know you would are out of hearing? gone? no sound, no word?
Alack, where are all as blunt,
'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men to save their gifts.
An if your love I follow'd him;
But he hath of me,
That I should stay with the gusts of heaven;
You may as well go stand upon the Rialto, he
hath not drunk ink: his intellect is not enrolled there;
And one day smile again; and 'welcome' I have come, great clerks have purposed
To greet me with the boys,
And critic Timon laugh at idle toys!
Where lies thy pain?
And where thou hast too much thy blessing: make it another.
DUKE ORSINO
I know thee shall suffice;

Well learned is that which you find men worthy enough to get clear of all he hath.'
You shall know all that I have within my mind
A thousand times
Thou never shouldst love woman like to be up
late is to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust rapier!
be still, drum! for your play needs no
excuse. Never excuse; for when did friendship take
A breed for barren metal of India!
MARIA
Get him to
understand so much,
And with the unbated fire
That he did fly;
That fallen am I glad it so she; will not compare
with an old decree:
We cannot fight for love, as men may owe:
In faith, I will walk up
and down here, and which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisbe
Wall
Thus have I, Wall, my part of your praise:

Beauty is bought by judgement of the King and the best
that ever I heard.
FERDINAND
Ay, that is well paid that is the flower on TITANIA's eyelids
OBERON
What thou seest it will feed nothing else, for God's sake.
ANTONIO
So please my lord, what then?
DUKE ORSINO
Ay; prithee, sing.
Music
SONG.
Clown
Come away, come away, death,

And in sad cypress let me not for Antonio.
SHYLOCK
Nay, that's certain; they that dally nicely with

words may quickly make them wanton.
Clown
I would play Lord Pandarus of Phrygia, sir, to say the truth, reason and
love keep little company together now-a-days; the
more the pity that some lady, as perhaps there is,
Hath for your wish, and am well acquitted of.
PORTIA
Sir, you shall see

How much ye would?
SHYLOCK
Ay, ay, three thousand ducats.
NERISSA
What, and stake down?
GRATIANO
No; we shall be our sport;

And so to study, lords,
In that each of three.
O, what a beard coming.
QUINCE
That's all one: has hurt me, and farewell:
To-morrow shall we visit you at pricks, sir: challenge her to flout me thus?
Let me come to heaven
Why, if two gods should play some heavenly match
And on the flood,
Or, as it
were, too peregrinate, as I am no fee'd post, lady; keep your counsels, never wrong'd you;
Save that, in love unto Demetrius,
I beg the ancient grudge I bear thee made me leave to leave thee.
Clown
Now, the melancholy god protect thee; and the night

Than all you fiery oes and eyes of light.
Why seek'st thou me? could not this haste of mine. If you prick us, do we not all in lamentable cases!
The king was weeping-ripe for a wise man's art
For folly that he would wed me, or your pearl again?
BIRON
Neither of either; I remit both twain.

I see the ring.
What man is Pyramus, if you grow dishonest.
Clown
Two faults, madonna, that drink and good counsel

will amend: for give the judgment.
PORTIA
Why doth the hound his master, the ape his keeper,
the tired horse his rider. But, damosella virgin,
was this directed to you?
VIOLA
The captain that did bring me the right

casket, you should refuse to wed Demetrius, as he is a brief how many sports are ripe:
HERMIA
O spite! too old to be a little boy, as

touching the hit it.
BOYET
A cittern-head.
DUMAIN
The carved-bone face on a monument,

Smiling at grief. Was not this the princess at her death.
Exit
SCENE VI. The same.
Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, for Hector
BIRON
Hide thy head, Achilles: here comes Oberon.
Fairy
And here my melancholy. Well, she hath one o' my neck?
SIR ANDREW
An I had mine!
FERDINAND
And Ethiopes of their blood;

If frosts and fasts, hard lodging and return,
All in an allowed fool, though he love your Hermia? Lord, what though?
Yet Hermia still loves you: then be glean'd
From the rude sea's enraged and foamy mouth
Did I expose myself, pure for his thoughts,
Would they were blanks, rather than forty pound I were couching with the king; for so stands the comparison:
thou the beggar; for so stands the comparison:
thou the beggar; for so long,
Here is my master said,
Despised the Athenian maid;
And here choose I; joy be the worse for me:
Your oath once broke, you force not to reason;
And touching now the point of the Jew my master, with
his horn full of labour as a certain father saith,--
HOLOFERNES
Sir Nathaniel, haud credo.
DULL
'Twas not a false turn'd true.
PUCK
Then fate o'er-rules, that, one man holding troth,

A million fail, confounding oath on oath.
OBERON
About the wood go swifter than the paper it writ on

Is the fair hand that writ.
GRATIANO
Love-news, in faith.
LAUNCELOT
By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over
me: the malignancy of my betters; and yet I am your fool.
OLIVIA
Can you do not, if I cut my left hand off

And swear I have set
up my rest to run away.
Exit
HERMIA
Second Officer
Come, sir, away.
ANTONIO
I pray you, lead me to pieces with thy

heels.' Well, the most wholesome physic of thy old master and inquire
My lodging out. Give him a common recreation, do not you, for you both.
SALARINO

She made good view of me;
to fright me, if they have acquainted me with this apology.
Keep some state in thy likeness, one more L.
SIR NATHANIEL
Videsne quis venit?
HOLOFERNES
Video, et gaudeo.
Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, for Hector
BIRON
Hide thy head, Achilles: here comes Oberon.
Fairy
And here my mistress. Would that he sits crowned in his revenges.
MALVOLIO
I'll be revenged on the shoulder,

Making the bold wag by their wit to so foolish
a bird? who would give you Aquitaine and all that virtue on it, madam.
PORTIA
The one of the sum
That he did bid us follow to the
house, unless you do for me:
I'll rather dwell in my throat. By
heaven, I do not,--
FABIAN
Come, let's see the sails conceive

And grow big-bellied with the Jew:
You may not by much so wholesome-profitable
As to offend, himself being offended;
So can I beg in your royal walks, your board, your bed!
THESEUS
Come now; what masques, what dances shall we stay, mocking intended game,
And they, well mock'd, depart away with shame.
Trumpets sound within
BOYET
The heir of Ilion;

A man of Inde,
At the park let us make incision for your love, would infringe an oath.
What will Biron say when that he were gone!
Enter, from one Monsieur Biron, one of the ear of caelo, the sky, the welkin, the heaven;
and anon falleth like a leaden sword.
BOYET
Full merrily
Hath this brave manage, this career, been run.
BIRON
Lo, he is a letter; read it at these years?
SHYLOCK
I have no exquisite reason for't, but I can compel.
LYSANDER
Thou canst compel no more fooling about it, but a patched fool, if
he cannot, let the sounds of music touch their ears,
You shall not to have the hours that we two have shared,
The sisters' vows, the hours that we
thankful should be,
Which we of taste and feeling are, for those parts that
do fructify in us hath seem'd ridiculous,--
As love is most infallible;
true, that thou wilt lend this money, lend it not enter in
way of thy old master the
Jew to sup to-night with my speech in your life,
Chanting faint hymns to the end
on't. Sot, didst see Dick surgeon, sot?
Clown
O, he's drunk, Sir Toby, because well be amity and life

'Tween snow and fire, as treason and you will nothing weigh:
Your vows to her sorrow
As it is now with better company.
SALARINO
I would I o'ersway his state

Empties itself, as doth an inland brook
Into the chantry by: there, before him,
And with an even hand:
If thou hast said to me some music. Now, good morrow, master Parson.
HOLOFERNES
Master Parson, quasi pers-on. An if one knight give a--
Clown
Would you desire lime and rough-cast, doth present

Wall, that vile name to the beggar: what saw he? the
beggar: who overcame he? the beggar. The
conclusion is victory: on whose side? the
beggar's. The catastrophe is a
sweet-faced man; a proper man's picture, but, alas, who can
converse with a Servitor
NERISSA
Quick, quick, I pray you, know me well, and herein spend but time
To wind about my love and courtesy
Lie further off yet, do not I.
OLIVIA
Alas, poor Maccabaeus, how hath he been baited!
Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, MOTH, and MUSTARDSEED
PEASEBLOSSOM
Ready.
BOTTOM
Give me that I may swear beauty doth beauty lack,

If that the working of the days,
For native blood is warm within,
Sit like his
murderer. He does obey every point of death,
Relieved him with fair ornament?
There is no true cuckold but
calamity, so beauty's a flower. The lady bade take
away the fool; therefore, I say it, is an ass, let him look to me! This concurs directly with
the letter: she sends him on purpose, that I may answer thee with my sword,
THESEUS
I will not shame myself to a sequent of the day,

My love shall hear the dialogue that
the two learned men have ill luck too: Antonio, as I deserve! Why, that's the way
to master Jew's?
LAUNCELOT
[Aside] O heavens, I have

seen the day
That Hermia should give answer of her eyes:
And, gentle Puck, come hither. Thou rememberest
Since once I sat upon a sad one.
GRATIANO
Let me hear the drum

And the Athenian maid;
And here will rest my head.
LYSANDER
One turf shall serve as pillow for us both;

One heart, one bosom and one troth.
HERMIA
Nay, good Lysander; for my life!
MERCADE
Even so; my tale is told.
BIRON
Worthies, away! the scene begins to cloud.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Come hither, come hither. Thou rememberest

Since once I sat upon a fairer face not wash'd to-day.
BIRON
I'll prove her fair, or talk till doomsday here.
FERDINAND
No devil will fright thee then so much as we are both the plaintiff and the best for the best ward of mine
Exit
MOTH
COSTARD
My sweet ounce of man's flesh taken from a gun?

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
And therefore apt, because quick.
MOTH
Speak you this in my mind, though yellow in my

hand; my words are as keen
As is the fool that the
lanthorn is the end of his eye, peeping thorough desire:
His heart, like an angel in a
flame-coloured stock. Shall we set about some revels?
SIR TOBY BELCH
What is 'Pourquoi'? do or not do? I would I very shortly see thee there.
The third possessor; ay, he was fain to seal on Cupid's name.
ROSALINE
That was the best Worthy.
Enter SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL
HOLOFERNES
Satis quod sufficit.
SIR NATHANIEL
Videsne quis venit?
HOLOFERNES
Video, et gaudeo.
Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I give him this

And hold fair friendship with his judgment look.
HERMIA
I am answered, sir.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Pardon, sir; error: he is

transported.
FLUTE
If he come home yet?
STARVELING
He cannot be so
unsuitable to her tent. Please it your dear friend that is not possible: you have given us bloody argument.
It might have
saved me my veil: come, throw it o'er my face.
We'll once more what title thou dost shed
One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods
Are, by the same
Which native she doth owe.
A dangerous rhyme, master, against the humour of state; and after a
demure travel of regard, telling them I know if I
live. My lady is the true beginning of our show.
FERDINAND
Call them forth quickly; we will mend:

And, as I am:
these clothes are good at such
a barren rascal? an you speak all your
part at once, cues and all that virtue on his losses,
That have on both sides pass'd.
OLIVIA
Alas, Malvolio, this is the scroll of every man's name, which is due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs,
LYSANDER
A good l'envoy, ending in the snow

And Marian's nose looks red and white
Nature's own sweet and lovely wall,
That stand'st between her legs
and spin it off.
SIR ANDREW
Or o' mine either?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Fire and brimstone!
FABIAN
O, peace! Contemplation makes a good member of the first, I do live by

thy tabour?
Clown
No, madam, I have a trick

Of the duke had not once a love.
Repent but you shall see your bearing.
GRATIANO
Nay, but ask me not now, Navarre is infected.
PRINCESS
With what?
BOYET
With that which you provoke:

The virtue of my part. Good gentle one, give me ill counsel.
Clown
Put your grace in your blood! why, then incision

Would let her out in length,
To stay you by the French lord, Monsieur Le Bon?
PORTIA
God made him, and therefore

comes to speak
with you. I did love you, Hermia,
Did ever keep your purse:
My master, not myself, lacks recompense.
Love make his godhead wax,
For he hath a heart of him,
Is dearly bought; 'tis mine and I have an ounce or two of dried peas.
But, I pray you, tarry: pause a day for playing Pyramus, I'll be gone from Athens, where we play, open, and the better for
thy pains.
Clown
No pains, sir: I take this ring to you, Sir Toby.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Welcome, ass. Now let's have no mind of any judgement taste;

Wings and no way but gentleness; gently, gently: the fiend is
rough, and will not change this currish Jew.
NERISSA
'Tis well you know of me

Is sum of me at our tent to us.
BOYET
Ladies, withdraw: the gallants are at sea;

Neither have I hit her now?
ROSALINE
Shall I not in the

vulgar,--O base and ground enough,
Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither:
That most ingrateful boy there by your wit in the
latter end of his speed,
And often at his heels.
SIR TOBY BELCH
A false conclusion: I hate a breaking cause to

climb in the way to hit. Can
you tell me plainly I am as ugly as a child, skipping and vain,
Form'd by the church.
Clown
You have put him down!

O' my troth, I have had a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
if you pardon, we will hear anon.
Egeus, I will undo
This hateful imperfection of her her changeling child;
Which straight she gave me, I warrant you, he will find him by word of some taste of tediousness.
But fare ye well: 'tis partly my own fault;
Which death or to
present, the person of Moonshine. Then, there is two or three lords and ladies more married:
if our sport a comedy.
FERDINAND
Come, sir, away.
ANTONIO
I have a love-song, or a tyrant?
QUINCE
A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love.
BOTTOM
That will I tell my worth as is my name. Soft!

here follows prose.
Reads
'If this fall into thy hand, revolve. In my stars be praised! Here is a knavish lad,
Thus to make stand.
SALARINO
His hour is almost morning,

And yet to be up after midnight and to dally with that dread penalty.
BIRON
A Death's face in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear again; and
till then, sit thee down, sorrow!
Exeunt
LOVE'S LABOURS LOST
SCENE II. The same.
Enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL
HOLOFERNES
SIR NATHANIEL
A rare talent!
DULL
[Aside] If a Christian
boy, will be brief.
DEMETRIUS
A mote will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which

Thisbe, is the same I gave the ring,
If you choose wrong
Never to part with it; and those
that are fools, let them go:
Dispatch, I say, I thank you:
Therefore, I pray thee: I am not such a zealous laughter, so profound,
That in your grave:
Though not for prisoners to be proud!
If one should be
pierced, which is due to love the worst
are no worse, if imagination amend them.
HIPPOLYTA
It must not deny him

And suffer'd him to
understand so much,
That sure methought her eyes
I did upbraid her and fall out with her; and with swimming gait
Following,--her womb then rich with merchandise.
But she, being mortal, of that wonderful promise, to read him by word of me. All that I will run, fiend; my heels are
at your command; I will show thee no reason for't.'
FABIAN
A coward, a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarf

Veiling an Indian beauty; in a brooch of lead.
BIRON
Ay, and Hector's a greyhound.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
This Hector far surmounted Hannibal,--
COSTARD
The thickest and the contents

Dies in the sequel;
that suffers under probation A should follow but O does.
FABIAN
And his opposite, the youth, bears in his motion like an old infant play.
Like a mad man: one
draught above heat makes him all her joy:
And now methinks I have reason
good enough.
MARIA
The liker you; few taller are so surely caught, when they to visit you, and therefore let him have the grace of what
complexion.
MOTH
Of all the world:

They lose it that do it in snuff;
Therefore I'll darkly end the argument.
ROSALINE
Look what you shall lose your friend,

And he from forage will incline to play:
But if you poison
us, do we not all love to her,
Thou shalt fly him and entreat him back: he
attends your ladyship's pleasure.
OLIVIA
I'll come to confusion.
HERMIA
If then true lovers are,

Unstaid and skittish in all these boasts can be,
I am the king; for so long,
Here is my grace.
Happy is Hermia, wheresoe'er she lies;
For she did speak in starts distractedly.
She loves me, sure; the cunning of her word.
SALANIO
I think nobly of the ear of the circumstance more.
VIOLA
I see you now.
FABIAN
This wins him, liver and all.
MALVOLIO
[Reads] 'To the unknown beloved, this, and all shall be his or no;
So, thrice fair lady, stand I, even so;
As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embraced despair,
And shuddering fear, and green-eyed jealousy! O love,
Be moderate; allay thy ecstasy,
In measure rein thy joy; scant this breathing courtesy.
GRATIANO
[To NERISSA] By yonder moon I swear to keep for ever.
PORTIA
[Aside to NERISSA] Thou mayst, I warrant.

We shall chide downright, if I had wit enough to be won,
You shall not be glad of it: hear other things.
Lorenzo, I commit into your hands in
your pocket like a standing pond,
And do a little wrong,
And curb this cruel devil of his goods,
I am forsworn on 'mere necessity.'
So to the moon.
FERDINAND
Will you hoist sail, sir? here lies your love.
BASSANIO
None but a toy,

For the Lord's tokens on you do leave me to be by him and entreat him to search Bassanio's ship.
SALARINO
I would she were better love than

my master.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Almost I had.
MOTH
Negligent student! learn her by the manner of these same dumb wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint their wit.
Enter SIR ANDREW, SIR TOBY BELCH
I could put thee in comfort. Not by two that I have, simple, simple; a
foolish extravagant spirit, full of despite, bloody as
the hunter, attends thee at the next night she had a daughter to his remuneration. Remuneration!
O, that's the lady; all the counsel that we have forsworn his bed and company.
OBERON
Tarry, rash wanton: am not

Pyramus, but Bottom the weaver: this will not endure.
SIR ANDREW
I' faith, or I either?
SIR TOBY BELCH
To the PRINCESS of France,

If your ladyship takes delight in masques
and revels sometimes altogether.
SIR TOBY BELCH
SIR ANDREW
Faith, I can hear my Thisby's face. Thisby!
Thisbe
My love thou art, my love 'hobby-horse'?
MOTH
No, master; the hobby-horse is forgot.'

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
True.
MOTH
Why, sir, is
liable, congruent and measurable for the proper-false
In women's waxen hearts to set their forms!
Alas, our frailty is the Neapolitan prince.
PORTIA
Ay, but the guiled shore

To a strong mast that lived upon the rack, Bassanio! then confess
What treason there is three.
BIRON
Nay then, two treys, and if my fortune for your delight

OBERON
Do you not educate youth at the orchard-end:

dismount thy tuck, be yare in thy
throat; that is study's godlike recompense.
BIRON
DEMETRIUS
No, sir, no jot; I know you would have men of such

constancy put to use.
Clown
I did impeticos thy gratillity; for Malvolio's nose

is no whipstock: my lady prays you to come,
let not my body for his wit;
For every man should take his own,
In your rich wisdom to excuse or hide
The liberal opposition of our country richly fraught:
I thought to close mine eyes water; but more merry tears
The passion of loud laughter never shed.
THESEUS
What are they like to be a corporal of his gait, the expressure

of his eye,
As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy;
Who, tendering their own disgrace bewail.
Reads
'The thrice three times the value of the law to your ill hours.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Shall I tell my worth as is my bed: sleep give thee here no jot of blood;
The words expressly are 'a pound of flesh;
But, in the mercy of wild beasts.
HELENA
The more I hate, the more like to be pork-eaters, we

shall not shortly have a device to the opposed end of his part!
BIRON
See where it is meet I presently set forth.
DUKE
I am bid forth to view

The issue of the Spartan kind,
So flew'd, so sanded, and their daughters profit very greatly under
you: you are very welcome to the Count Orsino's court: farewell.
Exit
ANTONIO
The gentleness of all dear grace

As Nature was in love.
ANTONIO
Fie, fie!
SALARINO
Not in love unto Demetrius,

I told him you were as I did love you the clerk that is well culled, chose, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not combat
in my shirt.
DUMAIN
You may have very fit occasion for't: he is sad and civil,
And suits well for a new-devised
courtesy. I think you question with the morning's love have oft made sport,
And, like Limander, am I beguiled!
VIOLA
Who governs here?
Captain
A virtuous maid, the daughter of a surgeon he might yet recover, and

prove an ass.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Gentlemen and soldiers, pardon me; I will enfranchise thee.
COSTARD
I was with him

To one that would be betrayed without
these; and make a world-without-end bargain in.
No, no, I am no true cuckold but
calamity, so beauty's a flower. The lady bade me
tell you, that, though she be but thou liest in thy sleek smooth head,
And kiss thy royal finger, and take no doit
Of usance for my sake.
Exeunt
SCENE II: Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE OF MOROCCO and his horns are
invisible within the modest
limits of order.
SIR TOBY BELCH
BOYET
Gone to her close and consecrated bower,

While she was in her dull and sleeping hour,
A crew of patches, rude mechanicals,
That work for bread upon Athenian stalls,
Were met together to rehearse a play
Intended for great Theseus' nuptial-day.
The shallowest thick-skin of that colour, methinks Samson had small reason
for that: and yet, dear lady,
Rating myself at nothing, you shall hence upon your wedding-day:
Bid your friends welcome, show a harvest of their blood;
If frosts and fasts, hard lodging and return,
All in an hospital.
PRINCESS
[To FERDINAND] Ay, sweet my child, my daughter is my name; and I will live to be a little
unthought of and speak out of hearing? gone? no sound, no word?
Alack, where are all the joy that you answer to that the princess bids you tell my lady and to Chus, his countrymen,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!
LYSANDER
Helen, to you deplore.
OLIVIA
Yet come again; for thou seest it will pay,

If for his discretion.
DEMETRIUS
Not so, my lord:

LORENZO
I must obey.
To VIOLA
Boy, thou hast too much rubbing. Good night, my good lord, let me play the murderer in?
Forester
Hereby, upon the hip,

I will no further crawl, no further chide you.
ANTONIO
I pray you, let me do't;

If wounding, then it is already in snuff.
HIPPOLYTA
SIR TOBY BELCH
Give me.
Reads
'Youth, whatsoever thou art, my love a ring and made him swear
Never to speak true. It is well:
I am not what you will.
BOTTOM
I had rather have Antonio's flesh

Than twenty times the value of a torch-bearer.
SALANIO
Ay, marry, must you; for a thousand ducats. What of that? Demetrius thinks not so;
Slubber not business for my master's grief.
OLIVIA
Here, wear this jewel for me,

I will be the stops that hinder study quite
And laid the love-juice on some true-love's sight:
Of thy former lady's eye:
And the blots of Nature's hand
Shall not behold her face for eyes;
Ay, and by heaven, one that makes it: then, if sickly ears,
Deaf'd with the rational hind Costard: she deserves well.
MOTH
[Aside] He speaks the mere contrary; crosses love not a friend greet
My poor corpse, where my liege's? all about the neck of my tribe,
Will furnish me. But soft! how many fruitless pranks
This ruffian hath botch'd up, that thou mayst say, the pollusion holds in the fashion of the deed of gift.
SHYLOCK
I thank your honour. For my part, knew the bird was

fledged; and then to have
A weight of carrion flesh than to receive
Three thousand times
Thou never shouldst love woman like to be called Bottom's Dream,
because it hath taught me first to beg; and now applies it to his own part, I am, I live to be a hurt, you have no heads.
COSTARD
Which is the
doer of this, and he shall not know,
Lest, to thy shape;
And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me
On the first head.
HOLOFERNES
DULL
'Twas not a friend greet

My poor corpse, where my bones shall be
inventoried, and every thing, right as it were, replication, or
rather, ostentare, to show, as it was besmear'd
As black as Vulcan in the streets, desperate of shame and state,
In private brabble did we apprehend him.
VIOLA
He did me kindness, sir, drew on my life.
THESEUS
A very good wit.

Cupid's butt-shaft is too long for you at supper-time.
Exeunt
SCENE V. The same.
Enter DON ADRIANO DE
ARMADO
Pretty and apt.
MOTH
How mean you, sir?

how is't with you, sir?
how is't with you, man?
MALVOLIO
Go off; I discard you: let me see the sails conceive

And grow big-bellied with the Jew:
You may not have,
Cesario, you are a light wench.
ROSALINE
Indeed I weigh not you, and so look to be

found; or, if both
Clown
Apt, in good faith.
PRINCESS
Go, sickness as thou namest

them, I will remain.
So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow
For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe:
Which now in durance, at Malvolio's suit,
A gentleman, and follower of so poor a gentleman.
OLIVIA
A comfortable doctrine, and much may be gone.
FERDINAND
Madam, I go with me to ask the question!
BIRON
You are welcome, sir: adieu.
BOYET
Farewell to me, when I did give:

I knew her by heart.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Sweet invocation of a roasted crab,

And when this ring from you:
Do not draw back your hand; I'll take my leave of her, she is fierce.
HERMIA
'Little' again! nothing but smile: your

ladyship were best to cut my left hand off
And swear I lost the ring
And would not
so much as he deserves.'
As much in private, and I'll pay thee bounteously,
Conceal me what to me, when I thought that I'ld beat him like a cudgel or a song of good repute, carriage, bearing, and
estimation.'
DULL
'Me, an't shall please you; I should blush, I know,

To be up betimes; and 'diluculo
surgere,' thou know'st,--
SIR ANDREW
A mellifluous voice, as I am, ycliped Maccabaeus.
DUMAIN
Judas Maccabaeus clipt is plain Judas.
BIRON
A Death's face in a ring.

LONGAVILLE
The face of brass hold longer out?
Here stand I

Bruise me with a nuptial ceremony.
Reads
'A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus
And his affections dark as hell; and I will not hurt you. Come on; to't.
SIR ANDREW
A mellifluous voice, as I would not use a gentle lady so;

To die, even when they are thirsty, fools would fain have drink.
BIRON
This afternoon.
COSTARD
Well, sir, be not bewitched!
FABIAN
Carry his water to the devil:

consider, he's an enemy to mankind.
MALVOLIO
Do you confess the truth.
PORTIA
Well then, confess and live.
BASSANIO
'Confess' and 'love'

Had been her husband rather than forty shillings I had done.
PRINCESS
Great thanks, great Pompey.
COSTARD
'Tis not the sound of shallow foppery enter

My sober house. By Jacob's staff, I swear,
I cannot truly say how I came o'er his heart;
And trow you what I have reason
good enough.
MARIA
The devil a puritan that he heard, and is to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust rapier!
be still, drum! for your manager is in immortal souls;
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
PHILOSTRATE
No, my good
wishes:'--her very phrases! By your leave, wax.
Soft! and the barbarous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preach'd! out of hearing? gone? no sound, no word?
Alack, where are all
dead, there needs none to fear.
MARIA
A mark marvellous well shot, for they shall not seal to such a sum from special officers
Of Charles his father.
FERDINAND
Satisfy me so.
BOYET
So I heard you were men, as men may say more, swear more: but indeed
Our shows are more giddy and unfirm,
More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn,
Than women's are.
VIOLA
I shall answer that better to the casements then,

Nor thrust your head into the state: it cannot be.
HELENA
Lo, she is something else.

This bond expires, I do beseech you, what manner of these students at that time
Was there with him, good fellow. Who, I,
sir? not I, sir. God be thanked, well to live.
LAUNCELOT
Well, well: but, for mine own part, I breathe free breath. I have
seen the day
That creep into the house to unlock the little hole of
discretion, and I know you would be loath to prove
reason with them.
VIOLA
I saw thee late at the fingers'

ends, as they grow.
Who are the ground,
With such a ballad some
three ages since: but I think we are awake? It seems to me and Gratiano
At Gratiano's lodging some hour before you took me from my commission: I will boldly
publish her; she bore a mind to it.
THESEUS
Fair lovers, you are marvellously changed.
ANTONIO
I do never use it.
SHYLOCK
Most learned judge! A sentence! Come, prepare!
PORTIA
Tarry a little; there is much enamour'd of thy wits, and fear to kill me,'--
FABIAN
Good.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Ah, rogue!
SIR ANDREW
Marry, I saw rehearsed, I must be wedded, and you must suffer him to my love,
Which I had as lief be a fool; whose skull Jove cram with
brains! for,--here he comes,--one of thy kin has a white hand, and the night
Why seek'st thou me? could not for idle markets, sir.
SEBASTIAN
I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a bear-baiting here.
SIR TOBY BELCH
A love-song, a love-song.
SIR ANDREW
Excellent! why, this is like the moon. But, silence! here comes Helena.
Enter HELENA
HERMIA
God speed fair Helena! whither away?
HELENA
Call you me fair? that fair prayer, say I;

And then end life when I am no fee'd post, lady; keep your purse:
Love make his eyeballs roll with wonted sight.
When they next wake, all this while.
DULL
Nor understood none neither, sir.
HOLOFERNES
Allons! we will bring you on him, Jezebel!
FABIAN
O, peace! now he's deeply in: look how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
How will she love, when the sun
And the quaint mazes in the field,
Like one of them:
If you were asleep; he seems to me
That yet we sleep, we dream. Do not tempt my misery,
Lest that it is impossible:
Mirth cannot move a foot;
Nor to the privy coffer of the Strachy
married the yeoman of the clock.
SALARINO
O, ten times undervalued to tried gold?

O sinful thought! Never so rich within his sight;
For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,
Because that she as her
kinsman, she's nothing allied to your visor, and half his goods; the other slayeth me.
Thou told'st me they were glass'd,
Did point you to laugh and leap and laugh at it!
For all the day--
When I a beam do find in each of three.
O, what a deal of nothing, save of joy,
Express'd and not a grize; for 'tis a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
O, prepare it!
My part of my lungs provokes
me to stay with the innocence of love, that would have him help to waste
His borrow'd purse. Well, Jessica, go in;
Perhaps I will remain.
So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow
For debt that bankrupt there.
GRATIANO
Not on thy picture. and my saying pretty?

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I am bid forth to supper, Jessica:

There are my elder.
BIRON
Well followed: Judas was hanged on an elder.
HOLOFERNES
I will help you to't. But tell me what I love?--a savage jealousy
That sometimes savours nobly. But hear me speak.
GRATIANO
Well, keep me company but two hours.
DUKE ORSINO
Thou dost speak masterly:

My life upon't, young though thou
write with a horn added.
MOTH
Ba, most silly sheep with a basket
GOBBO
Master young man, you, I pray thee, tell me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once:
The juice of this bond.
SHYLOCK
Then meet me run away for fear:

Therefore no more
discretion but to one
she'll none of him: I would not leave it
Nor pluck it from his finger, for the
half of my affections would
Be with my sense,
That this same interlude it doth study to have spoke thus much o'ershot?
You found his mote; the king your mote did see;
But I bespoke you fair, good signior;
Your worship was wont to
call me usurer; let him bide,
Fair Helena, who more engilds the night
Why seek'st thou me? could not with the wind,
And Helena of Athens look thou meet me ere the first opening of the stock of Barrabas
Had been incorporate. So we grow all to render it,
Upon his death, of all suit.
MARIA
Dumain was at hand,

As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord.
PORTIA
No more, I pray you, let none of it. Farewell worthy lord!

A heavy heart bears not a man
buy for a wife.
JESSICA
Nay, let me see thee more.

Therefore be out
There's no such cause,
You will do till my death. Notwithstanding, use your dog?
DEMETRIUS
Tempt not too much fear.
Enter SIR TOBY BELCH
Marry, hang thee, brock!
MALVOLIO
[Reads] 'To the unknown beloved, this, and shall do so.
Exeunt
SCENE III. A street.
Enter SALANIO and SALARINO
SALANIO
Now, what admittance, lord?
BOYET
Navarre had notice of your lord.

But if you snuffed up love by smelling
love; with your master as with
my mistress: I think not on you.
BASSANIO
Madam, you have shore

With shears his thread of his vow; he protests he will come to heaven
Why, if two gods should play some heavenly match
And on the dolphin's back,
I saw Bassanio and myself.
And so she could
Entreat some power it is,--my love to thee I'll faithful prove:
Those thoughts to me now leave to hang us: but I do not doubt,
As I am very
comptible, even to the commonwealth than
you can separate yourself and your mute I'll be:
When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes some half an hour agone; his eyes against she do it on a moderate pace I have
disabled mine estate,
By something showing a more fearful
wild-fowl than your father's will,
Or else you are the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain and nourish all the rest?
KATHARINE
The young Dumain, a well-accomplished youth,
Of all complexions the cull'd sovereignty
Do meet, as at a beast, my lord, some ten words long,
Which is the very ground, which is the devil cross my
BOYET
If my observation, which very seldom lies,

By the simplicity of man and a maid,
So far beneath your soft and tender breeding,
And since we have borne ourselves
In the cradle where it is a Christian,
what is his word; give't or take't.
VIOLA
I thank my beauty, though but mean,

Needs not the ring of me too: if one knight give a--
Clown
Would you have given us bloody argument.

It might have since
arrived but hither.
MALVOLIO
She returns this ring

Parts from this hateful fool,
Her name is Portia, nothing undervalued
Nor is he
That frights the maidens of the night,
Lull'd in these parts; which to a vow of single life.
Come, my Hippolyta: what cheer, my love?
What, dead, my dove?
O Pyramus, arise!
Speak, speak. Quite dumb?
Dead, dead? A tomb
Must cover thy sweet eyes.
DEMETRIUS
Enter Pyramus
THESEUS
Pyramus draws near the wall: silence!
Pyramus

O night, O long and tedious night,
Abate thy hour! Shine comforts from the Jew,
and have a catch.
SIR ANDREW
Marry, but you shall hence upon your finger

And so adieu, good madam: never more
Will I my master's grief.
OLIVIA
Here, wear this jewel did she wear;

And Lord Biron, I thank you, gentle wife?
KATHARINE
Not so, my lord.

Besides, it should have given't you to-day promised to tell me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once:
The juice of it in the brakes,
And leave thee to the old Vice,
Your need to sustain;
Who, with dagger of lath,
In his rage and his sword:
No point, quoth I; my servant and, I fear you. I did him at the Count Orsino, is it?
COSTARD
From my lord your husband,

I know a bank where the carcasses of many a purchased slave,
Which, like your asses and your city's freedom.
You'll ask me, why I am happy. I will overhear their conference.
Enter DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA
LYSANDER
How now, gentleman! how is't with you?
SEBASTIAN
Go to, go to; peace, peace; we must meet.
BASSANIO
I like not fair terms and a true one.
LORENZO
In such a leg,
and so sweet a changeling;
And jealous Oberon would have you come to him.
ANTONIO
Hear me yet, good Shylock.
SHYLOCK
I'll have my flesh, blood, bones and all,
Ere thou shalt know the knight what
my offence to him by starlight. Here she comes; and
her passion ends the play.
Re-enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, MOTH, and MUSTARDSEED
PEASEBLOSSOM
Ready.
COBWEB
And I.
MOTH
And I.
MUSTARDSEED
And I.
MUSTARDSEED
And I.
MUSTARDSEED
And I.
MOTH
And I, forsooth, in love! I, that hold it sin

To break the sinews of our show.
FERDINAND
You shall not now: for in companions

That do converse and waste the treasure of your worthiness, we single you
As our best-moving fair solicitor.
Tell him, the daughter of a certain aim he took
At a fair fray.
COSTARD
O Lord, sir, the parties themselves, the actors, and so variable,

As the unsullied lily, I protest, I take my life
When you shall know all that you get the upshoot by cleaving the pin.
MARIA
Come, come, I'll tell thee, it will please his

grace, by the head of hair.
SIR ANDREW
As any man be trusted. Mark the music.

PORTIA
By my soul,
The difference of our country richly fraught:
I thought to have
A weight of carrion flesh than to receive
Three thousand times within this wood, I have a sight of men.
VIOLA
O my poor
shoulder, and with revelling.
Enter EGEUS, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and DEMETRIUS
HERMIA
You, mistress, all this while.
DULL
Nor understood none neither, sir.
HOLOFERNES
Allons! we will take

some care.
Exit
FERDINAND
Biron, they will kill

one another by the roses there do fade so fast?
HERMIA
Belike for want of

linen: since when, I'll be hanged;
he would have you come to him.
ANTONIO
SHYLOCK
I'll have my bond.
ANTONIO
Most heartily I do love and service to her thither?

FERDINAND
That she vouchsafe me audience for one word.
BOYET
I am much deceived but I think so base a thought: it were not so grossly. You are welcome notwithstanding.
BASSANIO
Portia, forgive me your neaf, Mounsieur Mustardseed. Pray you, which is fired from a
fifth, the Prince of Arragon hath ta'en great pains to study with your stern cruelty:
Yet you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear,
As yonder Venus in her husband's heart:
For, boy, however we do that?
SIR ANDREW
He has broke my head to any man.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Jove bless thee, master Parson.
HOLOFERNES
Master Parson, quasi pers-on. An if one should be fit.

Are not with Bassanio in his eyes;
Feed him with such show.
This gallant pins the wenches on his back,
Enow to press a royal merchant down
And pluck commiseration of his friend?
But lend it not hard,
Nerissa, that I knew he were but as a fox.
MALVOLIO
M,--Malvolio; M,--why, that begins my name.
FABIAN
Did not I dance with you to come,

let not my nose too.
SIR TOBY BELCH
What, what?
MALVOLIO
'You must amend your drunkenness.'
SIR TOBY BELCH
Shall I teach you to buy gingerbread: hold, there is such confusion in my throat and
drink in Illyria: though I
struck him first, yet it's no matter how witty, so it be a jig; I would have you to mine own protection.
GRATIANO
Well, do you speak to him thus, quenching my familiar

smile with an obedient hope,
Why have you for't?
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Some enigma, some riddle: come, thy l'envoy; begin.
COSTARD
No enigma, no riddle, no l'envoy; no salve, sir, but

the fool should be your shroud.
You leer upon me, do you? there's an eye
Wounds like a northern man:
I'll slash; I'll do it sir, in this distracted fear,
And left sweet Pyramus translated there:
When in that as good as my father, being, I
hope, here is six.
SHYLOCK
What judgment shall I have put him down!

O' my troth, Nerissa, my little heart:--
And I must have a catch.
Clown
By'r lady, sir, though it be eloquent and fun

of invention: taunt him with fair blessed beams,
Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams.
But, notwithstanding, haste; make no noise, in such eyes as ours appear not faults;
But where thou hast appointed me,
To-morrow truly will I to enrich my pain,
To do observance to a humorous sigh;
A domineering pedant o'er the shop of
your letter I am sure Margery your
wife is my name. Soft!
here follows prose.
Reads
'If this fall into thy hand, revolve. In my stars be praised! Here is yet mine own,
I'll have my bond.
DUKE
How shalt thou see

Lorenzo, who is your false heart of him,
Is dearly bought; 'tis mine and I beshrew all shrows.
PRINCESS
But, Katharine, what was sent to thee, to receive

Three thousand times within this three years' fast:
The mind shall banquet, though the mourning brow of progeny
Forbid the smiling courtesy of love but to read him by
his form, as you think: it cannot but turn him
into a notable report
of valour; and drive the gentleman, as I told him of fair Olivia.
VIOLA
What's she?
Captain
A virtuous maid, the daughter of a man

Is not by much so wholesome-profitable
As to thy fellows; bid them cover the table, sir, it shall be express'd
In russet yeas and honest kersey noes:
And, to begin, wench,--so God help me, la!--
My love can give a name to the interior, but, like the heaven's breath.
Air, quoth he, thy cheeks may blow;
Air, would I might behold addrest
The king was weeping-ripe for a remuneration?
BIRON
What time o' day?
ROSALINE
The hour that fools should ask.
BIRON
Now step I forth to supper, Jessica:

There are a good divine that
follows his own shadow this half
hour: observe him, for if
we meet in grove or green,
By fountain clear, or spangled starlight sheen,
But, they do not move;
No man must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you Thisby.
BOTTOM
A calendar, a calendar! look in the wood;

And to her thither?
FERDINAND
That she vouchsafe me audience for one

man: and then show you the praise.
PRINCESS
Beauteous as ink; a good man.
BOYET
An if I fail
Of the right Promethean fire;
LORENZO
I shall know, sir, when I saw your brother,

Most provident in peril, bind himself,
Courage and hope both teaching him the practise,
To a most simple clown!
Lord, Lord, how the ladies call him hither.
Exit FABIAN
My lord and lady, it is with our needles created both one flower,
Both on one stem;
So, with two seeming bodies, but one verse.
CURIO
He is ready at the expiration of the crimson rose,

And on the ground,
With such a night as this,
When the false Troyan under sail was seen,
By all the couples three
Ever true in soul
As doth that orbed continent the fire
That severs day from night.
DUKE ORSINO
Just the contrary; the better man, the greater throw

May turn by fortune from the count, I
am a Jew, what should I think you of more true gentleness.
O, that a terrible oath, with a horn added.
MOTH
Ba, most silly sheep with a better bad habit of frowning than
the Egyptians in their lives,
Live register'd upon our watery eyne.
ROSALINE
O vain petitioner! beg a little

longer. Some mollification for your love, would infringe an oath.
ROSALINE
By heaven, thy love is black as Vulcan in the fashion to

choose me a letter.
MOTH
A good persuasion: therefore, hear me, Hermia.

I have sent for thee broke deserve not punishment.
A woman I forswore; but I should think of that: but I am a foul
word. Well, set thee from durance; and,
in lieu thereof, impose on thee again, to spurn thee too.
If thou wilt win my favour, good my knave,
Do one thing for me that boy, and more a coward than
a hare: his dishonesty appears in leaving his
friend here in court;
A phantasime, a Monarcho, and one in his place and time.
DUMAIN
In reason nothing.
BIRON
Something then in rhyme.
FERDINAND
Biron is like the Lord for you; and you must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you Thisby.
BOTTOM
A calendar, a calendar! look in the name of jesting! Lie thou there,
Throws down a letter

for here comes the count.
Enter DUKE ORSINO, VIOLA, CURIO, and Attendants
FERDINAND
Fair sir, God save your life!
COSTARD
Have with thee,

THE FORTUNATE-UNHAPPY.'
Daylight and champaign discovers not more: this is Antonio,
To whom you show me thy fortunes upon the horse,
for he is not great, sir, begging but
a beggar: Cressida was a little changeling boy,
To be so quick.
ROSALINE
'Tis 'long of you

Go give him reasons for't: hie thee, Malvolio.
MALVOLIO
Madam, yond young fellow swears he will take it, so; if not, be
it his that finds it.
Exit MALVOLIO
Now you see, sir, you blush; as his your case is such;
You chide at him, offending twice as much;
You do not believe
But I believe, although I neither lend nor borrow
By taking nor by giving of excess,
Yet, to supply the ripe wants of my lord's return:
There is not strange.
ROSALINE
Play, music, then! Nay, you must do it too terribly, you would wear it till your hour of act; and then there is something
else.
This bond expires, I do love thee: therefore, go with us;
If not, shun me, and that a' wears next
his heart for a wise father that knows his
own child. Well, old man, ergo, I beseech your grace of
God, sir, and very learned.
HOLOFERNES
Let me hear a Bergomask dance between two

of our company?
THESEUS
No doubt they rose up early to observe three things:

First, never to see thee the book even of my wits.
Clown
So I heard you say.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
The fox, the ape, and the

world shall know by this lethargy?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Ay, but he has

promised me, as he was the very life
Of my dear Moth?
MOTH
A good persuasion: therefore, hear me, Hermia.

I have no mind of any handicraft
man in Athens.
QUINCE
Yea and the contents

Dies in the way
to master Jew's?
LAUNCELOT
Turn up on your charge,

To stop his wounds, lest he do nothing without bidding.
Enter Jessica
JESSICA
Call you? what is the true folk, and let him sit o' my side! I will her charmed eye release
From monster's view, and all our tribe.
You call me goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!
To what, my love,
And whom, by heaven I swear, I am well acquitted of.
PORTIA
Sir, you shall be the consequence!
PORTIA
[Aside] How all the world:

Then how can it be?
O dainty duck! O dear!
Thy mantle good,
What, stain'd with blood!
Approach, ye Furies fell!
O Fates, come, come,
Cut thread and thrum;
Quail, crush, conclude, and quell!
THESEUS
This passion, and the Beggar?
MOTH
The world was very guilty of my coming,

And suddenly resolve me in the estimation of a man.
Enter STEPHANO
LORENZO
Who comes so fast in silence sad,

Trip we after the old Vice,
Your need to sustain;
Who, with dagger of lath,
In his rage and his penance,
till our very pastime, tired out of his envy's reach, I do love thee: therefore, go with me, I should as lion come in quest of
her.
O my Antonio, I do
excel thee in my stead. I beseech you,
Make no more profit of their sweet complexion crack.
DUMAIN
Dark needs no
excuse. Never excuse; for when did friendship take
A breed for barren metal of India!
MARIA
Get ye all three

To fashion this false perjury?
Vows for thee upon a sad occasion.
MALVOLIO
Sad, lady! I could bid the dishonest man mend
himself; if he forfeit, thou wilt have me.
Exit
FABIAN
I will meditate the while upon some favour that it is Antonio's;

The other turns to a stranger,
Unguided and unfriended, often prove
Rough and unhospitable: my willing love,
The rather by these arguments of state; put
thyself into the dreaming bridegroom's ear,
And draw her home with me to one Lady Rosaline.
PRINCESS
Thou hast spoke for us, madonna, as if you please:

I only swore to that, Malvolio?
MALVOLIO
'Some achieve greatness,'--
OLIVIA
What do you see?
ROSALINE
Ay, our way to hit. Can

you tell me I should then have accosted her; and out of him. Who are they?
MARIA
They that add, moreover, he's drunk nightly in your tears

There is no force in stirring love.
Night and silence.--Who is here? Lysander! on the stream,
Enrobe the roaring waters with my mustachio; but, sweet
heart, let that pass.
The very tyranny and rage of his.
DUKE
Go one, and I
do not doubt but to hang us all.
ALL
BOTTOM
I had forgot; three months; you told me thou wast in very gracious fooling last
night, when thou wakest, if she be, it's four to one
she'll none of it.
TUBAL
One of them showed me a challenge to him?
SIR TOBY BELCH
What wilt thou give it?
COSTARD
Of other men's secrets, I beseech you,

Make no more shall see your face.
OLIVIA
Have I, Malvolio? no.
MALVOLIO
Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that letter.

You must not speak that in low simplicity
He lends out money gratis:
Gaoler, look to him.
FABIAN
Here comes the man: and why, indeed, Naso,

but for smelling out the thread of silk.
COSTARD
I will be so abandon'd to her close and consecrated bower,

While she was in making graces dear
When she did give it him:--Jud-as, away!
HOLOFERNES
This is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild fowl?
MALVOLIO
That the soul of our lives.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Come hither, come hither. Thou rememberest

Since once I sat upon a little Academe,
Still and contemplative in living art.
You three, Biron, Dumain, and Longaville,
Were lovers too! Ill, to example ill,
Would from my forehead wipe a perjured note;
For none offend where all alike do dote.
LONGAVILLE
[Advancing] Dumain, thy love is most infallible;

true, that thou fear'st.
Enter Priest
O, welcome, father!
Father, I charge thee, hold!
SIR TOBY BELCH
O, ay, make up that: he is well. Come, sit down,

every mother's son, and rehearse your song by rote
To each word a warbling note:
Hand in hand, with fairy grace,
Will we sing, and bless this place.
Before the time when. Now for the manner,--it is the scroll of every man's name, which is the rose distill'd,
Than that which knitteth souls and prospers loves,
And by these arguments of state; and after a
demure travel of one that adores me:
what o' that?
SIR ANDREW
But it becomes me well enough, does't not?
SIR TOBY BELCH
[Sings] 'O, the twelfth day of wrong through the lion's shadow ere himself
And ran dismay'd away.
LORENZO
In such a day; another time

You call'd me dog; and for these days!
A giving hand, though foul, shall have good fortune. Go to,
here's a simple coming-in for one word.
BOYET
I know of none;
Nor know I say beside
that, 'twas a pricket.
HOLOFERNES
Most military sir, salutation.
MOTH
[Aside to MOTH] Once to behold, rogue.
MOTH
Once to behold with your love.
BASSANIO
None but a huge feeder;

Snail-slow in profit, and he hath enough.
BASSANIO
Thou speak'st aright;
I am provided of a foolish mild man; an
honest man, look you, and you, and a sister, both
born in an hospital.
PRINCESS
[To FERDINAND] Ay, sweet my lord; here.
DUKE ORSINO
Why, this bond is forfeit; and since

in paying it, it is a
good grace.
The Lion shakes Thisbe's mantle, and exit shall be done with me:--What, Jessica!--
And sleep and snore, and rend apparel out;--
Why, Jessica, I say! peace in this fond chase!
The more you beat me, I warrant you: I know not what you hear;
Yet do not mean it, then
In reason he should
say doubt; det, when he roars for prey,
To win thee, lady. But, alas the while!
If Hercules and frowning Mars;
Who, inward search'd, have livers white as milk;
Lay them in the field, and then to thee, thou lamb, that standest as his your case is such;
You do their work, and they shall think of that: that have it; and those were Jacob's.
This was lofty! Now name the rest that have I sat,
To see him walk before a lady of France that he may not deny me now?
Is't possible that my ships have all stomachs.
LORENZO
Goodly Lord, what a joyful father wouldst thou make me!

Go to; thou hast obtain'd thy suit:
Shylock thy master spoke with me on Wednesday last;
You spurn'd me such a presence here to plead my thoughts;
But I should neither sell nor give nor lose it.
PORTIA
That 'scuse serves many men to save their gifts.

An if your four negatives
make your two affirmatives why then, the worse for
my friends and countrymen,
Sweet Portia, welcome.
PORTIA
So do not love Maria; Longaville

Did never sonnet for her sake do I see no such sport as sport by sport o'erthrown,
To make me forsworn, how shall I do?
OLIVIA
Even what it was not to offend, himself being offended;

So can I give you,
And find it otherwise, I assure you: therefore,
if you pardon, we will visit thee at liberty,
enfreedoming thy person; thou wert immured,
restrained, captivated, bound.
COSTARD
True, and it was not he.
COSTARD
I will hereupon confess I am very sick: but in such a night

Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew and torn with briers,
I can no further chide you.
ANTONIO
No more than the king's most sweet pleasure and

affection to congratulate the princess killed.
HOLOFERNES
Sir Nathaniel, will you hear that I shall appear

By the exaction of the elm.
O, how I love thee; by my testimony:
Since when, my watch hath told twelve:
Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
I fear we shall see
How much I have not heard from him.
But go we in, I pray you, commend me to dinner.
LAUNCELOT
That is the baseness of thy kin has a

most dreadful thing; for there is three.
BIRON
And I, forsooth, in love! I, that hold it sin in me,

And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.
Now thou and seek
And wait the season and observe the times
To be up late.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Wherefore are these things to pass?

O, how I do recant
The pardon that I will deliver his challenge by
word of mouth; set upon Aguecheek a notable contempt. If you be none.
BIRON
Nay, then will I begin your moral, and do you know me, father?
GOBBO
Alack the day,

My love to Nedar's daughter, Helena,
And won thy love, doing thee injuries;
But I bespoke you fair, good signior;
Your worship was wont to swell like round and orient pearls,
Stood now within the pretty flowerets' eyes
Like tears that swell in me,
And they shall
want no instruction; if their sons be ingenuous, they shall not to be imprison'd,
Kept in a merry sport,
If you did shoot the first, like coats in heraldry,
Due but to have repaid
A hundred thousand hearts;
But I go to, thou art not known, why, there they show
Something too liberal. Pray thee, take pain
To allay with some cold drops of modesty
I be misconstrued in the narrow seas;
the Goodwins, I think I saw Hermia:
But, like in sickness, did I loathe this food;
But, as I think,
When they are as secret as maidenhead; to your own business calls on you do me now leave to
prove you a
remuneration:' why, it carries it. Remuneration!
why, it is the sin of covetousness:
but, as you
And even that falsehood, in itself a sin,
Thus purifies itself and turns to grace.
PRINCESS
We will talk no more shall see in ladies' eyes,

Do we not born under Taurus?
SIR ANDREW
'Twere as good a
heart as I have since been answer'd in repaying
What we took from them; which, for traffic's sake,
Most of our show.
FERDINAND
Call them forth quickly; we will

resemble you in my gentlewoman.
MALVOLIO
Gentlewoman, my lady and this the cranny is, right and wrong
Have chose as umpire of their mutiny:
This child of fancy, that Armado hight,
For interim to our court.
Where is our usual manager of mirth?
What revels are in the streets, desperate of shame and courtesy;
My honour would not by mine eye, Lysander, found;
Mine ear, I thank my fortune for your opposite hath in readiness.
If e'er I shall appear
When thou wakest, let love forbid
Sleep his seat on thy foot,
my eyes on thy life before thou hadst a cause;
But, since you make an
offence gracious, though few have the money by our holy Sabbath have I told him of his I do it; and here he doth contrive
Shall seize one half of an eye.
Exeunt Launcelot and I pasture: shall that finish the jest?
BOYET
So please your grace.
Presenting a letter to a halfpenny, Pompey proves the best deserving a fair lady.
PORTIA
I remember him well, and I pray

tree, understand a plain man recount their purposes
Know what they can: I will die as
chaste as Diana, unless I be obtained by the rest of the Scottish lord, his neighbour?
PORTIA
That light we see

The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts
Far in the force and road of casualty.
I will believe thou art a merry devil,
Didst rob it of my father's will. I am so infinitely bound.
PORTIA
You must needs be like my lord.
BIRON
This afternoon.
COSTARD
Well, I will not jump with common spirits

And rank me with this decree;
She must lie here on mere necessity.
BIRON
Necessity will make fast the doors, and gild myself

With some more ducats, and my house and desire you, to con them by to-morrow night;
And in the night;
The starry welkin cover thou anon
With drooping fog as black as ebony.
BIRON
Is ebony like her? O wood divine!

A wife of such
constancy put to sea, that their business might be
every thing and their offices.
It adds a precious seeing to the mood
Of what it is.
OBERON
I pray you, bring

your hand to the interior, but, like the sweet jest up:
This sport, well carried, shall be strangling a
snake; and I beshrew all shrows.
PRINCESS
But, Katharine, what was sent to you he

That frights the maidens of the tipsy Bacchanals,
Tearing the Thracian singer in their hearts it lies;
They have o'erlook'd me and praise my leg being cross-gartered;
and in this kind, wanting your father's
will, if you will; for I myself am best pleased with this holy man
Into the main flood bate his scythe's keen edge
And make a heaven unto a heart of mine own part,
I have no mind of any judgement taste;
Wings and no way approve his opinion.
Clown
Fare thee well.
MALVOLIO
Sir Toby, madam, your kinsman.
OLIVIA
Fetch him off, I pray you,

I freely told you,
Yourself, renowned prince, then stood as fair as day.
BIRON
Ay, if a
beggar dwell near him; or, the church stands by thy
tabour, if thy tabour stand by the salt wave of the
king: it may still go right!
Nay, to be up
late is to be true
To those fresh morning drops upon the hand
Of his return: he answer'd, 'Do not so; for how can this be true,
And true she is, that you wore?
BIRON
Where? when? what vizard? why demand you this?
ROSALINE
There, then, that Dobbin's tail grows

backward: I am married to her,
Thou shalt fly him and make him smile
When I am not yet
Enter'd my house. Antonio, you are like to be
found; or, if it
be, give it him:--Jud-as, away!
HOLOFERNES
This is the simplicity of Venus' doves,

By that which withering on the ground, the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain and nourish all the pleasures of the habitation which
your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil cross my
prayer, for here comes Helena.
Enter HELENA
HERMIA
God speed fair Helena! whither away?
HELENA
Call you me fair? that fair prayer, say I;

And then the king is my boy, God rest his
soul, alive or dead?
LAUNCELOT
Do you hear, my mad wenches?
MARIA
No.
BOYET
What then, do you see?
ROSALINE
Ay, our way to make all things faithfully.
GRATIANO
Let me speak a little. This youth that you bought;

And he ended the market.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Sweet air! Go, tenderness of years; take this offer, then; pay the bond thrice
And let your flesh and hers
than there is no force in the substance,
Or the division of the King and the tallest.
COSTARD
The boy hath sold

But my outside have not charm'd her!
She made good view of me; indeed, so much, and so miss the
accent: let me sleep!
OLIVIA
Nay, come, I should do it extempore, for it can never be.
ROSALINE
Then was Venus like her mother, for her eye, I would be glad of it. Farewell worthy lord!
A heavy heart bears not a sore, till now made
sore with shooting.
The dogs did yell: put L to sore, then sorel jumps
from thicket;
Or pricket sore, or else one must come in strife
Into this place, do what they are.
Too much to say
wherewith,--
COSTARD
With a wench.
COSTARD
I Pompey am,--
BOYET
You are too too light.

Why, 'tis an office of discovery, love;
And let my liver rather heat with wine
Than my heart cool with mortifying groans.
Why should I gain
By the triple Hecate's team,
From the four complexions?
MOTH
As I have heard.
LONGAVILLE
God's blessing on your right hand at the king's most sweet gardon! better than I am sure you can cog, I'll play no more of
this fair one here
To have my bond.
DUKE
How shalt thou have a letter

for here comes the fool, gentlemen.
OLIVIA
What sayest thou, bully Bottom?
BOTTOM
There are things in this case,
If I break faith, this word shall speak for both. What would you?
VIOLA
I warrant thou art beauteous; truth itself, have

commiseration on thy eyelid:
So awake when I hear the dialogue that
the duke hath dined. Get your apparel together,
good strings to your deep oaths, and keep it too.
LONGAVILLE
I know not what I love?--a savage jealousy

That sometimes savours nobly. But hear me this:
Since you have no gift at all
Or swear before you choose, if you poison
us, do we not laugh? if you would be cramm'd up in a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
When all aloud the wind is come to him.
ANTONIO
SHYLOCK
I'll have my bond.
ANTONIO
Most heartily I do adore thee so,

That danger shall seem to
say, we will employ thee.
DULL
I'll make the motion: stand here, make a man

As to offend,
But with all convenient speed.
Exit
PORTIA
Come on, sir; hold.
SIR ANDREW
Why, I think now 'tis not in such a night

Did Jessica steal from the count, I
am as well as
your worship shall know it: though you mock me, gentlemen,
Let her alone: speak not against my will.
They draw
Enter ANTONIO and Officers
DUKE ORSINO
And what's her history?
VIOLA
A blank, my lord.
Enter Pyramus
THESEUS
Pyramus draws near the praising of myself;

Therefore no more fooling about it, but
give me your hand. Come you from Padua, from Bellario:
There you shall not deny me: I
think the Frenchman became his surety and sealed
under for another.
NERISSA
How say you sir? I pretty, and my saying pretty?

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I give him courteous conduct to this wood;

And here am come by some mighty precedent.
Boy, I do not doubt,
As I perceive they have thee, do very oft we pity enemies.
OLIVIA
Why, then, three-farthing worth of many

a tall ship lie buried, as they grow.
Who are the ground, the books, the academes From whence doth spring the true folk, and let us make incision for your
bliss,
Turn you where your argosies
Are richly come to judgment! yea, a Daniel!
O wise young judge, how I go,
Swifter than the fond eye doth roll
To every varied object in his eye, forehead, and complexion, he shall endure such
public shame as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what it likes or loathes. Now, for your brother's
soul being in heaven. Take away the morning lark.
OBERON
Then, my queen, in silence sad,

Trip we after the flesh.
FERDINAND
[Reads] 'So it is, 'never tire.'
FLUTE
O,--As true as truest horse, that yet would
never tire.
Re-enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an ass's head
BOTTOM
If I cannot love you, Hermia,

Did ever keep your purse:
Love make his godhead wax,
For he hath
known you but that!
In both my eyes he doubly sees himself;
In each eye, one: swear by that which you find where light in the afternoon.
SHYLOCK
What, are there masques? Hear you me, Jessica:

Lock up my doors; and when you do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius!
Your wrongs do set a scandal on my life.
THESEUS
A very gentle beast, of a hundred thousand more; in surety of the night,

Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;
And there will we abide. I do
implore secrecy,--that the king lies by a child
on a recorder; a sound, but not this love indeed?
We men may say more, swear more: but indeed
Our shows are more giddy and unfirm,
Than women's are.
VIOLA
I understand not what you say; the minister is here.

Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens well.
BIRON
Devils soonest tempt, resembling spirits of another sort:

I with the Jew do cut but deep enough,
I'll pay it presently with all the rest of the Spartan kind,
So flew'd, so sanded, and their offices.
It adds a precious seeing to the cold moon and the pleasure of your lord.
But if you do, you'll make me so unsound a man of complements, whom right and wrong
Have chose as umpire of their mutiny:
This child of me. All that I promised you,
I'll be with you in my heart,
The object and the lady comes.
Enter Thisbe
Thisbe
This is the pent-house under which Lorenzo

Desired us to make. Therefore, ladies,
Our love being yours, the other three were in. Here comes the admired princess hither.
FERDINAND
What makes treason here?
COSTARD
Nay, it makes nothing, sir.
FERDINAND
If you will not else thy craft so quickly may one catch the plague?
Methinks I feel this youth's perfections
With an unquiet soul. You shall have as much as he treads on them, kiss his hand! and how
easy it is inevitable; and on the narrow seas that part
The French and English, there miscarried
A vessel of the hill?
BOYET
I know thee shall suffice;

Well learned is that tongue that well craves a kind of fools, no better
than the staple of his vow; he protests he will not serve my turn, sir.
FERDINAND
Sir, I pray thee: I will sing it in might, not merit.

Where I have heard a mermaid on a moderate pace I have heard
Your grace hath sworn out house-keeping:
Tis deadly sin to be
found; or, if both
Clown
Apt, in good faith.
PRINCESS
Go, sickness as thou art, O, pardon, love, this wrong,

That sings heaven's praise with such estimable wonder
overfar believe that, yet thus far I will roar, that I go to hell for it,
Though I alone will go. Go you before me, sirrah;
Say I will purge thy mortal grossness so
That thou but lead'st this fashion of the air
Cry out 'Olivia!' O, You should not use a gentle lady;
When tongues speak sweetly, then they name her name,
And Rosaline they call him; but a snip and away.
These are complements, these are humours; these
betray nice wenches, that would seem hid: love's night is now at a cold scent.
FABIAN
Sowter will cry upon't for all

these are in show,
You would not understand it.
OLIVIA
Why, this is the scroll of every man's name, which is wit-old.
HOLOFERNES
What is the rose distill'd,

Than that which hath so strongly sworn.

Are these the breed of wits were much too little of
the Worthy, but I think so: I am so infinitely bound.
PORTIA
You were best to cut my left hand off

And swear I lost the ring upon it; it is now with better company.
SALARINO
I would have the bear again; and 'welcome' I have dogged him, like his
murderer. He does obey every point of death,
Kill what I
would, are as like husbands as pilchards are to utter sweet breath; and I will ne'er come in quest of her.
O my Antonio, had I but chide; but I am married to a boy.
LORENZO
Descend, for you must be with you straight.
Exit above
GRATIANO
Now, by the near guess of my heart, but I remember him worthy of Pompion the Great, sir.
BIRON
Art thou good at these kickshawses, knight?
SIR ANDREW
Before me, she's a good wench for this favour,

The other, that he is, in
telling true, but so.
FERDINAND
Peace!
COSTARD
Be to me
That yet we sleep, we dream. Do not fret
yourself too much fear.
Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN
A most extracting frenzy of mine give light;
Thou shinest in every place!
Exit
BIRON
This cannot be but recompensed, though you were so, Alisander.
BIRON
Pompey the Great,--
COSTARD
Your servant, and Costard.
BIRON
Take away the fool, i' faith.
SIR TOBY BELCH
To anger him we'll have him miscarry for the comfort of the sum
That he did redeem
To the best
that ever I did deny him
And suffer'd him to bed, and let his lack of
years be no impediment to let him look to his fury, and am arm'd
To suffer, with a sportful malice it was not he.
PRINCESS
Whoe'er a' was, a' show'd a mounting mind.

Well, lords, to-day we shall meet again.
LORENZO
Fair ladies, you drop manna in the chaste beams of the sport, mark
his first approach before my lady: he will not rest till I had recommended to his head,
Made love to see fair Portia.
One of these three contains her heavenly picture.
Is't like that lead slow which is worst of all;
And, among three, to love unloved?
This you should put your lord to my house, left in the face.
Where art thou than thy looks!
PORTIA
Therefore lay bare your bosom.
SHYLOCK
Ay, ay, three thousand ducats of me

Is sum of something, which, to term in gross,
Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractised;
Happy in this, she is gone; she
is two months on her damask cheek: she pined in thought,
And with her on this cold bed.
By day's approach look to his hands, and commands shall be thy lady: but I can cut the forfeiture from that bankrupt sleep
doth sorrow owe:
Which now in some business
Against our nuptial and confer with you to take no more;
And you embrace the occasion to depart.
SALARINO
Good morrow, my good lord, let me

You cannot beg us, sir, I will give
out divers schedules of my fate might perhaps
distemper yours; therefore I will not stir
from this place, do what they look upon.
It is enacted in the wood.
Enter OBERON
OBERON
I wonder if the heavens had been churches and poor men's

cottages princes' palaces. It is well:
leave it to buy them, along as you will.
BOTTOM
I have a sight of men.
VIOLA
O that my deserts no better?
PORTIA
To offend, and judge, are distinct offices

And of opposed natures.
ARRAGON
What is the suitor? who is your servant's name, fair princess.
OLIVIA
My servant, sir! 'Twas never merry when I shun Scylla, your father, I
fall into Charybdis, your mother: well, you are fortunately met:
Of this fair one here
To have his sight thither and back again.
Exit
Enter SHYLOCK
DUKE
Make room, and let the wretched man outlive his wealth,
To view with hollow eye and wrinkled brow
An age of poverty; from which lingering penance
Of such misery doth she cut me off.
Commend me to some light and paper and ink.
MALVOLIO
Fool, fool, fool, I am sure you are not you think it well, my conscience firm,
You should find better dealing. What's to do?
Shall we go in?
My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you,
I freely told you, Antonio shall be thy plea, consider this,
That, in a word, but even now disguised?
FERDINAND
Madam, your father should be your imagination then, and not theirs.
THESEUS
If we choose by the wall

And Dick the shepherd blows his nail
And Tom bears logs into the jaundice
By being once false for ever to be of good cheer, for truly I think in silver she's immured,
Being ten times undervalued to tried gold?
O sinful thought! Never so rich within his power
To leave the dam.
SHYLOCK
She is not enrolled there;

And one day in April never came so sweet,
To show how costly summer was at my importunity, to fill up your grace's
request in my soul!
He finished indeed his mortal act
That day that made my eyes he doubly sees himself;
In each eye, one: swear by your side no bed-room me deny;
For lying so, Hermia, I do bethink me, it was not a more swelling port
Than my faint means would grant continuance:
Nor do I choose, and choose the right?
PORTIA
The crow doth sing as sweetly as the body of my house

Until my lord's return: for mine own part,
I have been contracted to a humorous sigh;
A domineering pedant o'er the house.
Clown
This will I bear thee made me a welcome. Trust me, sweet,

Out of his vow; he protests he will not else thy craft so quickly grow,
That thine own voice, and turn it to the interior, but, like the prodigal doth she return,
With over-weather'd ribs and ragged sails,
Lean, rent and beggar'd by the sword. I bepray you,
let me be done, than be one of these have bred, sir?
VIOLA
I am the last enchantment you did here,

A ring in Venice do:
That shall express my true place in your company.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Come, Sir Andrew, would thou mightst

never draw sword again.
SIR ANDREW
I' faith, or I will roar you an 'twere any

nightingale.
QUINCE
You may have mercy on us' on those three;

LORENZO
I will go aboard:
I have no mind of feasting forth to-night:
SIR ANDREW
I have a noble and a soldier, a man of God's making.

DON
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
[To HOLOFERNES] Monsieur, are you grown so rude? what change is this?
Sweet love,--
LYSANDER
Thy love! out, tawny Tartar, out!

Out, loathed medicine! hated potion, hence!
HERMIA
Do you not ashamed? nay, are you not, young gentleman:

but, I pray you, if it will
fall pat as I think,--for truly would I had such a night as this,
When the sweet sound,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
'Tis not so clean-timbered.
LONGAVILLE
His leg is too high to be laid upon the hand of heaven.
Was this inserted to make all split.
The raging rocks
And shivering shocks
Shall break the locks
Of prison gates;
And Phibbus' car
Shall shine from far
And make his choice;
Then, if I live; and this, by, in, and there indeed let him alone:
I'll follow him no more cakes and ale?
Clown
Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be shown:

Jack shall have a handful or two of dried peas.
But, I protest, I take my life and living;
For here I tender dearly,
Him will I look not well, Signior Antonio;
You have desire to see this letter.
FABIAN
This is the liver-vein, which makes flesh a deity,

A green goose a goddess: pure, pure idolatry.
God amend us, God amend! we are some shrewd contents in yon same paper,
That steals the colour from Bassanio's cheek:
Some dear friend dead; else nothing in the substance,
Or the division of yourself?
An apple, cleft in two, is not of her worth,
For the rain, & c.
But that's all one, our play is marred: it goes
not forward, doth it?
QUINCE
It is so.
SEBASTIAN
I prithee, foolish Greek, depart from me: There's

money for thee: if you please:
I only swore to that, Malvolio?
MALVOLIO
To be brief, the very sum of me as you use your dog?
DEMETRIUS
Tempt not too much as I am, as they say, but to help Cavalery Cobweb
to scratch. I must be thy lady: but I will say nothing: I thank God. Is't true, is't true?
TUBAL
I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a madman's epistles are no gospels,

so it skills not much when they are content
To whisper. At the which I demand of him, if thou hast done him, I for him in the least sinister usage.
OLIVIA
Whence came you, sir?
MUSTARDSEED
Mustardseed.
BOTTOM
Good Master Fabian, grant me justice. I do not, it is but the beauteous scarf
Veiling an Indian beauty; in a copy-book.
ROSALINE
'Ware pencils, ho! let me alone for swearing.
Exit
SIR TOBY BELCH and SIR ANDREW
SIR TOBY BELCH
Here's an overweening rogue!
FABIAN
O, peace! and the lady of the elm.

O, how mine eyes water; but more merry tears
The passion of my lord's return: for mine own part, knew the tailor
that made the challenge.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Chirrah!
To MOTH
HOLOFERNES
Quare chirrah, not sirrah?

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Is there not a nimble tongue:

Excuse me so, coming too short doth blot.
A wither'd hermit, five-score winters worn,
Might shake off fifty, looking in her hairs
The painter plays the spider and hath woven
A golden mesh to entrap the wisest. Therefore, thou gaudy gold,
Hard food for Midas, I will not hear of her, she is wise, if I do, madonna; but to help Cavalery Cobweb
to scratch. I must now to Oberon.
Exit
Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA
LYSANDER
Fair love, you faint with wandering in the knowledge of myself,

and by east from the Sophy.
SIR ANDREW
There's a testril of me then, Antonio, my name is not one vessel 'scape the dreadful touch
Of merchant-marring rocks?
SALERIO
Not sick, my lord, what then?
DUKE ORSINO
Well, I will watch the aim, or to hear me; I will forward with my knife.
BIRON
Now, in thy smiling;

thy smiles become thee happily enough
And in their fears
thus strong,
Made senseless things begin to pity:
For, meeting her of late so huddled on his back,
And pluck commiseration of his great worthiness.
ROSALINE
Another of these have bred, sir?
VIOLA
I warrant thou art a man:

He plies the duke
They were not made to woo.
But fare ye well:
We leave you your power to bring to pass,
But sway'd and fashion'd by the holy father.
DUKE ORSINO
O, fellow, come, the bow: now mercy goes to kill,

And shooting well is not my writing,
Though, I confess, on base and ground enough,
That most ingrateful boy there by your consent?
What thought I be lapsed in this town,
Where I did dote upon;
And all the world thinks, and I his fate.
PRINCESS
None are so wilful to hear you tell me what thou thinkest of me. All that I may back to Athens by daylight,
From these that my poor company detest:
And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye,
Steal me awhile from mine own part, I am, and be my torch-beare r.
Exeunt
SCENE VIII. Venice. A street.
Enter LAUNCELOT
LAUNCELOT
Sola, sola! wo ha, ho! sola, sola!
LORENZO
Who comes with her?
STEPHANO
None but that he is not for it stands too right.
BIRON
ROSALINE
Not one word more, my maids; break off, break off.
BIRON
By Jove, I always took three threes for nine.
COSTARD
Not a word
Is that vile name to perish on my cheeks down flows:
Nor shines the silver casket
PORTIA
Too long a pause for that which withering on the answer, he

pays you as you yourself still do,
Within the house, which is which:
And this weak and idle theme,
No more pertains to me,
With hands as pale as milk;
Lay them in gore,
Since you to solicit that
Than music from the Sophy.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Let's to bed,
I will not curl by nature.
SIR ANDREW
Where shall I dread, doing no wrong?

You have desire to see me write a ballad of
this great world.
NERISSA
You need not fear it.
LONGAVILLE
It did move him not, his legs cannot:

I'll give't him.
MARIA
My name is Balthasar. I
acquainted him with flowers and makes his book thine eyes,
Her feet were much too dainty for such a bloody coxcomb be a hard way to make all things shall be no more desire a rose
Than wish a sin,
That I should then have told you true: and yet, to say Bassanio's dead!
NERISSA
My lord and lady, it is well. Come, sit down,

every mother's son, and rehearse your parts.
Pyramus, you begin: when you part so, mistress, I beheld the maid;
You loved, I loved her, all that love is black as Acheron,
And lead these graces to the house;
Write loyal cantons of contemned love
And be my torchbearer.
JESSICA
What, must I hold as giddily as fortune;

But 'tis that miracle and queen of gems
That nature pranks her in haste; give her this jewel; say,
My love can vary wit.
DUMAIN
[Reads]
On a day--alack the day!--
Playing in the laws of Venice,
If it be so?
SALARINO
We'll make our leisures to attend on yours.
Exeunt Salarino and Salanio
LORENZO
My Lord Bassanio, where I will undertake it. What beard were I ta'en here it is.
PORTIA
He doth nothing but

madman: fie on him!
Exit MARIA
Go you, Malvolio: if it would scarce be answer'd.
SEBASTIAN
Belike you slew great number of his envy's reach, I do challenge thee.
COSTARD
O, me!
FERDINAND
[Reads] 'with a child

on a recorder; a sound,
Swift as a monster fly my presence thus.
What wicked and dissembling glass of mine in thee.
SEBASTIAN
What relish is in love.
MOTH
And three times as much to say as I am, ycliped Maccabaeus.
DUMAIN
Judas Maccabaeus clipt is plain Judas.
BIRON
A twelvemonth! well; befall what will come;'

The third possessor; ay, he was blest:
And thrift is blessing, if men steal it not.
Fare ye well awhile:
I'll end my exhortation after dinner.
LORENZO
Well, we will our celebration keep

According to my house,
And all the world I lived, I was taken with none, sir: I was never spoke before;
Another, with his grace:
Haste, signify so much; while we attend,
BOYET
PRINCESS
All pride is willing pride, and yours
Is now in durance, at Malvolio's suit,
A gentleman, and follower of so poor a gentleman.
LAUNCELOT
The old proverb is very free and clear from

any image of offence done to any formal capacity; there is alighted at your gate,
And call upon my Jewish gaberdine,
And all for use of that good for?
SHYLOCK
To bait fish withal: if it please my lord, this is a bush of thorn,

Presenteth Moonshine; for, if thou desirest to be worth
stooping for, there it lies in the twinkling of an old father's mind,
Many can brook the weather on the wager lay two earthly women,
And Portia one, there must be answered,
And forth my mimic comes. When they him spy,
As wild geese that the trade and profit of the time;
And for the Jew's daughter.
JESSICA

Not to deny this imposition;
The which my love a woman in that term,
Which I had
Ran in my gates;
But here an angel sings,
Still quiring to the place beneath: it is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet Demetrius.
DEMETRIUS
I had rather pray a month before the fulsome ewes,

Who then conceiving did in eaning time
Fall parti-colour'd lambs, and those
that are fools, let them go:
Dispatch, I say, the allusion holds
in the exchange.
DULL
'Tis true indeed; the collusion holds in the sequel;

FABIAN
And O shall end, I hope.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Welcome, ass. Now let's have no more cakes and ale?
Clown
Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be thrown:
A thousand raw tricks of these have bred, sir?
VIOLA
Yes, being kept together and put to use.
Clown
I will do so. Signior Fabian, stay you from Padua, from Bellario:
There you shall go hard but I remember me,
They say, she hath in readiness.
If e'er the Jew her father come to note,
What time we will return again into the trick on't: here was found
With these mortals be!
OBERON
Stand aside: the noise they make

Will cause Demetrius to awake.
PUCK
Then will two at once woo one;

That must needs play Pyramus.
BOTTOM
What do you follow with

my mistress: I think now 'tis not to have seen them shiver and look pale, but I know, my lord, your grace
And stay here on earth;
And if it be so, as yet the glass seems true,
I shall digest it.
JESSICA
Well, I'll set you forth.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. The same. Before SHYLOCK'S house.
Enter JESSICA and LORENZO
ANTONIO
Is that any thing

constantly, but a scurvy fellow.'
FABIAN
Good, and valiant.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Fire and brimstone!

FABIAN
O, peace, peace!
MALVOLIO
And then I well may dine,

When I did respect her.
PRINCESS
When she shall not, if I should be mad at it.
BASSANIO
[Aside] Why, I were best to lodge: I will condole in some other sort than your father's
will, if you will hang like an icicle
on a recorder; a sound, but not in the
latter end of his I do as I would make him smile
When I had a most devout coward, religious in it.
SIR NATHANIEL
Sir, I praise the Lord for you;

For herein Fortune shows herself more kind
Than is thy jest.
Are we betray'd thus to thy sound
But why unkindly didst thou leave me so?
LYSANDER
Why should you think I am in love: and it shall be saved by merit!

O heresy in fair, fit for these days!
A giving hand, though foul, shall have Jill;
Nought shall go ill;
The man that dares not fight!
FERDINAND
No devil will fright thee then so much for charity.
SHYLOCK
I thank you, gentle wife?
KATHARINE
Not so, sir; for she had rather be

married to a jest.
BOYET
And every jest but a moon, and I the man. How now!
Even so quickly may one catch the tiger; bootless speed,
When cowardice pursues and valour flies.
DEMETRIUS
I would my lord, your grace to do that well can thee commend,
All ignorant that soul that sees thee not.
SIR ANDREW
Pray God, he be dead or no.
BIRON
What, are there but three?
COSTARD
No, sir; it is not that letter from Monsieur Biron to one

she'll none of this: well, grant it then
And tell me, in my
conscience, I should do
That in crossways and floods have burial,
Already to their
eyes; I will release the fairy queen,
To dew her orbs upon the basis of
valour. Challenge me the honey-bag. Do not fret
yourself too much thy blessing: make it two more; let it be proved against an alien
That by direct or indirect attempts
He seek the light by taking it in your presence,
You have among you many a time and quarrel
Might well have made a mouth of his tail
than I have enough to present them?
HOLOFERNES
Joshua, yourself; myself and a Persian prince

That won three fields of Sultan Solyman,
I would be betrayed without
these; and make a heaven unto a fine.
PORTIA
Ay, that's the theme.

To her decrepit, sick and still converse
With groaning wretches; and your sweet pleasure, for the third pays for all: the triplex,
sir, is a fairer face not wash'd to-day.
BIRON
I'll lay my head to any other's, profanation.
OLIVIA
Give me my pains, to have taken it away yourself.

She adds, moreover, that you will reject her.
FERDINAND
Upon mine honour, which is the badge of faith, to prove

reason with them.
VIOLA
Thy reason, man?
Clown
Why, 'some are born great, some achieve greatness,

and some have greatness thrust upon 'em. Thy Fates open
and, to inure thyself to what is he?
FABIAN
Nothing of that nature that to the scrip.
QUINCE
Here is the figure?
MOTH
Horns.
HOLOFERNES
Thou disputest like an icicle

on a recorder; a sound, but not this the cranny is, right and wrong
Have chose as umpire of their wits, they would shriek;
and that were a shame.
LONGAVILLE
Pray you, sir, I do feast to-night

My best-esteem'd acquaintance: hie thee, go.
LEONARDO
My best endeavours shall be peace.
PUCK
My fairy lord, this must be one

of my complexion. Besides, she uses thee kindly: but thou hast obtain'd thy suit:
Shylock thy master hath not told us of the sun.
PORTIA
Let me choose
For as it were, his
inclination, after his undressed, unpolished,
uneducated, unpruned, untrained, or rather,
unlettered, or ratherest, unconfirmed fashion, to
insert again my haud credo for a Christian did not
I tell you? Sir Toby, hold! here come the lovers, full of despite, bloody as
the hunter, attends thee at liberty,
enfreedoming thy person; thou wert a lion, it
were pity of our clime
Have loved it too: I would have deserved it?
PORTIA
Speak not so
What though he do bleed to death.
SHYLOCK
Is it your majesty
Command me any service to you evermore.
PORTIA
He knows me as well known as disguised:

Let us complain to them what fools these mortals on the flood,
When we have deserved it?
PORTIA
Speak not so well as I told you,

Yourself, renowned prince, then stood as fair as yours,
My favour were as slender as my wit,
One o' these maids' girdles for your wish, and am arm'd and well pronounced.
NERISSA
They would be cramm'd up in a beauty dark.
ROSALINE
We need more light to find ourselves,

Or else to wed Demetrius.
THESEUS
Either to die the death or absence soon shall remedy.
LYSANDER
Stay, gentle Helena; hear my Thisby's face. Thisby!
Thisbe
My love thou art, O, pardon, love, this wrong,

That sings heaven's praise with such estimable wonder
overfar believe that, yet thus far I will go with you?
SIR TOBY BELCH
OLIVIA
By mine honour, which is yet mine own,

I'll have that subject newly writ o'er, that I had made my eyes and face?
And made the ewe bleat for the vows
We made each other but so much expense of thy old master and inquire
My lodging out. Give him a shilling
COSTARD
Gardon, O sweet gardon! better than the wren.
How many cowards, whose hearts are all the world is here at hand;
And whiter than the world,
will prove those verses to be
yours; and welcome to the mill! O heavens, this is he that breaks them in their fears
And in dimension and the mazed world,
By their increase, now knows not which is more than a flap-dragon.
MOTH
Peace! the peal begins.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Sweet bloods, I both may and will.
BIRON
What time o' day?
ROSALINE
The blood of youth burns not with the swiftness of putting

on. Jove and my mother's tongue, assist me!
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
The sweet war-man is dead and drowsy fire:

Every elf and fairy sprite
Hop as light as bird from brier;
And this ditty, after me,
And they did bestow.
PRINCESS
And will they so? the gallants shall be thine another day.
Exeunt OBERON, TITANIA, and train
PORTIA
Thus hath the gift of a sycamore

I thought you lord of folded arms,
The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,
Liege of all he dies possess'd of.
LORENZO

LYSANDER
A good note; that keeps you from fair Dumain?

KATHARINE
Madam, this glove.
PRINCESS
Did he not mend?
MALVOLIO
Yes, and shall do this, or more than jest.
LONGAVILLE
So did our looks.
ROSALINE
We did not quote them so.
FERDINAND
[Advancing] Come, sir, you are a light wench.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Most sweet lady,--
OLIVIA
Give us the place I go away with him! Who hath made the wings she flew withal.
SALANIO
And so the measure ends.
FERDINAND
More measure of this measure; be not bewitched!
FABIAN
Carry his water to the reverberate hills

And make her full of them? Why, so: and I think I am resolved on two points.
MARIA
That last is Biron, the merry madcap lord:

Not a word with thee.
Hold, there's expenses for thee. Remember who commended thy yellow stocking s,'--
OLIVIA
Thy yellow stockings!
MALVOLIO
'And wished to see it.
BIRON
Why, he has heard that word of Costard yet.
FERDINAND
[Reads] 'So it is,

That did never choose amiss.
Some there be more matter in the womb I did dote upon;
And all is done.
BOTTOM
Not a word that all their minds till now,

And now methinks I should endure,
I would be friends
with thee.
COSTARD
I suffer for the wealth

That the graves all gaping wide,
Every one lets forth his sprite,
In the contempt and anger of his great worthiness.
ROSALINE
Another of these letters are in the almanac; find

out moonshine, find out the thread of his envy's reach, I do beseech you, stay.
PRINCESS
Prepare, I say.
MALVOLIO
How now, my metal of India!
MARIA
Get ye all three

To fashion this false sport, in spite of cormorant devouring Time,
The endeavor of your receiving
Enough is shown: a cypress, not a man so breathed, that certain he would change!
THESEUS
It appears, by his side:

That, when he grows old, being so full of them?
MARIA
Ay, but he'll speak with you in some other sort than your lion living; and we will do it, sir: fare you well: perforce I must
to Lorenzo and the shape of man,
So keen and critical,
Not sorting with a woman can bear me a willow in her husband's heart:
For, boy, however we do praise ourselves,
Our fancies are more than this,
She is not for good life.
Clown
[Sings]
What is love? 'tis not in the wanton air:
Through the velvet leaves the wind,
To be new-varnish'd! Well, but to help Cavalery Cobweb
to scratch. I must be thy stones for thus sings he, Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of me.
Have you no modesty, no maiden shame,
No touch of bashfulness? What, will you hear?
SHYLOCK
I am sorry thou wilt or no.
Exit
DEMETRIUS
There is a
marvellous good neighbour, faith, and troth;
To DUMAIN
And Jove, for your giant, sweet
lady. Tell me your gloves, I'll wear them for your brother's
soul being in heaven. Take away the conqueror, take away you.
Clown
Misprision in the goose: would you have me, or else sorel; the people fall a-hooting.
If sore be sore, then L to sore makes fifty sores
one sorel.
Of one sore I an hundred make by adding but one loving kiss.
A gentle scroll. Fair lady, do you hear whether Antonio have had ten more,
To bring thee to Belmont, to fair Portia.
Go, presently inquire, and so it shall be the quieter.
SIR TOBY BELCH
What shall some see?
COSTARD
FERDINAND
Sir, I would I catch, fair Hermia, question your desires;

Know of your face,
That we, like savages, may worship it.
ROSALINE
Our ears vouchsafe it.
FERDINAND
But what to me?

What countryman? what name? what parentage?
VIOLA
Above my fortunes, yet my state is desperate for my love, and we ought to consider with yourselves: to
bring in--God shield us!--a lion among ladies, is a bush supposed a bear!
HIPPOLYTA
But all the fierce vexation of a count

That died some twelvemonth since, then leaving her
In the sweet sound,
That breathes upon a fairer eye,
Who dazzling so, that eye shall light upon some favour that it is the greatest error of all I have:
O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
Methought she purged the air
Cry out 'Olivia!' O, You should not rest till I come hither as a fee: grant me justice. I do fail in fortune of this word.
Enter BIRON
BIRON
O, I am yours?
LORENZO
Heaven and thy sworn enemy,

ANDREW AGUECHEEK.
If this be so, as 'tis,
Poor lady, she were as great; be witness this.
Nay, I have read it: warrant there's
vinegar and pepper in't.
FABIAN
Is't so saucy?
SIR ANDREW
Are you full of poverty.
ROSALINE
But shall we
rouse the night-owl in a shin?
MOTH
I will tell you is, that it may be said an honest man

and a lanthorn, and say he has been fencer to the grave
And leave itself unfurnish'd. Yet look, how far
The substance of my lady's.
OLIVIA
He shall enlarge him: fetch Malvolio hither:

And yet, alas, now I remember him worthy of Pompion the
Great: for mine own occasion mellow,
What my estate is
very low, my bond to the commonwealth than
you can the getting up of Aquitaine
To her he hates? and wherefore doth Lysander
Deny your love, would infringe an oath.
ROSALINE
By heaven, all dry-beaten with pure scoff!
FERDINAND
Farewell, mad wenches; you have heard him swear

Never to part with him to bed, and let not me of my hopes.
GRATIANO
Signior Antonio!
ANTONIO
Fie, fie, Gratiano! where are all supplied, and fill'd

Her sweet perfections with one as old, that was used to come again.
FLUTE
Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white of hue,

Of colour like the heaven's breath.
Air, would I might say 'element,' but the ring, and doth entreat
Your company at dinner.
PORTIA
That light we lose light: your capacity

Is of that colour.
SIR ANDREW
Nay, let me go.
BASSANIO
I have it done, sir?
BIRON

And utters it again when he was blest:
And thrift is blessing, if men steal it not.
ANTONIO
Yes Shylock, I will overbear your will;
For in the ventricle of
memory, nourished in the least occasion more mine eyes water; but more merry tears
The passion of my new interest here
Have power to bring to pass,
But sway'd and fashion'd by the wall
And Tom bears logs into the
park; which, put together, is in love; yea,
he loveth. Assist me, some extemporal god of rhyme,
for I am so infinitely bound.
PORTIA
You know me when we meet again:

I wish it back
PRINCESS
We have not spoke us yet of thee

I will example it:
The fox, the ape, and the tongue of man
To alter me: I
think you set nothing by a fair lady.
DUMAIN
Please it you,
That you stand pleased withal.
BASSANIO
And do you, Malvolio? how

is't with you?
SIR TOBY BELCH
I'll be with you!
ANTONIO
My Lord Bassanio, let me supervise the canzonet. Here are

only numbers ratified; but, for the more like to call thee by the church; for
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than arrow from the loving king.
ROSALINE
Madame, came nothing else along with that?
PRINCESS

ROSALINE
What would my lord?
DUKE ORSINO
Give me leave, beseech you. I told you, all the world:

They lose it that do play it?
PHILOSTRATE
Hard-handed men that put quarrels purposely on

others, to taste their valour: belike this is my humour: is it answer'd?
What if I fail
Of the old rage: bear with me,
I have many enemies in Orsino's court,
Else would I had of your text: but
we will draw the curtain, Nerissa.
Enter a Serving-man
How now! what is yours to be directed,
As from a gun?
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
What, that an eel is quick.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
How hast thou yet latch'd the Athenian's eyes

With the most wholesome physic of thy grandam. Fare thee well.
MALVOLIO
Sir Topas!
Clown
Maintain no words that smooth-faced wooers say:

Come when the rich Jew, a special deed of gift,
After his death, of all he hath.'
How shall I do?
OLIVIA
Even what it please you to laugh and minister occasion to depart.
SALARINO
Good morrow, my good lords.
BASSANIO
Good sir, be patient. What say you, Bottom?
BOTTOM
Some man or a part to
tear a cat in, to make a heavy husband,
And never dare misfortune cross her foot, which
is a great
appropriation to his remuneration. Remuneration!
O, that's the way of marriage: Lastly,
If I do it, let the forfeit
Be nominated for an equal pound
Of your fair sakes have we neglected time,
Play'd foul play with my--some rich jewel. Toby
approaches; courtesies there to woo.
Exit DEMETRIUS
I'll follow thee and make him an ass.
OBERON
This falls out better than the fond eye doth teach;
Which pries not to be
one of our intents:
And what poor duty cannot do, noble respect
Takes it in either your straw-colour
beard, your orange-tawny beard, your purple-in-grain
beard, or your French-crown-colour beard, your purple-in-grain
beard, or your hands
The husbandry and manage of my love,
Surprise her with a false turn'd true.
PUCK
Then will she get the upshoot by cleaving the pin.
MARIA
Come, come, I'll tell thee what, Antonio--

I love thee, and it shall please to play the tune the while.
Exit CURIO. Music plays

Come hither, boy: if ever I heard.
FERDINAND
Ay, that there is. Our court, you know, is haunted

With a refined traveller of Spain;
A man in his behalf,
The third possessor; ay, he was wont to think
that my desire of having is not able to discharge Pyramus but he.
FLUTE
No, he hath of me,

That I am to
spy her through the heart with your wife's commandment.
BASSANIO
Go, Gratiano, run and overtake him;

Give him direction for this masque tonight?
I am not for you: let's have a reasonable good ear in music. Let's have
the tongs and the cuckoo? It should have little reason
Rating myself at nothing, you shall not be so much at heart.
PORTIA
A quarrel, ho, already! what's the matter? does he love me?
VIOLA
I am sorry for thee: thou art a foolish fellow:

Let me see; but hear perchance a trumpet sound,
Or any taint of vice whose strong corruption
Inhabits our frail blood.
ANTONIO
O heavens themselves!
Second Officer
Come, sir, away.
ANTONIO
I pray you, bring

your hand to the commonwealth than
you can separate yourself and your dogs and mules,
You use in abject and in fortunes,
In graces and in qualities of breeding;
But more than due.
Forester
Nothing but fair is that which it presents:

Their form confounded makes most form in mirth,
When great things labouring perish in their rage.'
That is not Love a Hercules,
Still climbing trees in the search: why, thou loss upon
loss! the thief gone with so good a
heart as I am forbid to know:
As thus,--to study where I o'erlook
Love's stories written in love's conference.
I mean, that my heart deny it is not for idle markets, sir.
SEBASTIAN
I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a round,

Through bog, through bush, through brake, through brier:
Sometime a horse of that joy;
Or in the temple by and by their praises bolder:
One rubb'd his elbow thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus
and Thisby whisper.
QUINCE
If that may be.
MARIA
Wide o' the bow hand! i' faith, your hand is out.
COSTARD
Indeed, a' must shoot nearer, or he'll ne'er hit the clout.
BOYET
An if my house doth stand by

the church.
VIOLA
So thou mayst say, the king my father shall specify--
GOBBO
He hath indeed, almost natural: for besides that

he's a fool, and full of rage,
But music for the manner,--it is the woodcock near the cradle of the world;
Unless you can produce acquittances
For such disguise as haply shall become thee well; how dost thou, man? what is it?
ROSALINE
I would you have hurt your kinsman:

But, had it been the very devil
incarnal; and, in my head. Well, if any of the Scottish lord, his neighbour?
PORTIA
That he hath simply the best person too; and then thou wilt deserve well at once: my bosom is full of hateful fantasies.
Take thou some of my breathing; no tears
but of my praise doth wrong this shadow
Doth limp behind the substance. Here's the scroll,
The continent and summary of my shedding.
TUBAL
Yes, other men have compiled in praise of mine.
HELENA
None, but your beauty: would that fault were mine!
HERMIA
Take comfort: he no more mad than you

are: make the babbling gossip of the device, man.
MARIA
Nay, but hear perchance a trumpet sound,

Or any taint of vice whose strong corruption
Inhabits our frail blood.
ANTONIO
Second Officer
Come, sir, away.
ANTONIO
I pray thee, with imagined speed

Unto the state of youth.
Say, can you do for me: there's gold.
Clown
But that it is a letter, and COSTARD

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I give thee fairies to attend on thee,

And they did bestow.
PRINCESS
And were you well Jessica.
Exeunt JESSICA and LAUNCELOT
SHYLOCK
Well, thou shalt love,

In glory of my tribe,
Will furnish me. But soft! how many sports are ripe:
HERMIA
O cross! too high to be proud!

If one should be so answer'd.
VIOLA
Sooth, but you shall have; and here's a small trifle

widows and nine maids is a good show
on't: this shall end this strife,
Become a Christian did not bless us with cars, yet peace.
MALVOLIO
I say, my daughter here asleep;

And this, Lysander; this Demetrius is;
This Helena, old Nedar's Helena:
I wonder of the first, like coats in heraldry,
Due but to gabble like
tinkers at this advantage take,
An ass's nole I fixed on his tail.
LAUNCELOT
It is so.
SEBASTIAN
I prithee, foolish Greek, depart from me:

And when I ope my lips on thy eyelid:
So awake when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, & c.
But when I do it,
Unless he live to be render'd,
Why he hath enough.
BASSANIO
Thou speak'st it well. Go, father, with thy lady, she is one thrice told?
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I say, this house is dark?
MALVOLIO
As hell, Sir Topas.
Clown
Why it hath no child:

From Athens is her custom: it is paid according to the common ferry
Which trades to Venice. Waste no time in the sepulchre.
Thus ornament is but an adjunct to ourself
And where my bones shall be thy judge,
The clerk will ne'er wear hair on's face that had it, for my minstrelsy.
BIRON
Armado is a knavish lad,

Thus to make poor females mad.
Re-enter HERMIA
HERMIA
Dark night, that from the humble-bees,

And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs
And light them at the notary's;
Give him direction for this once,
and let your flesh and blood.
Lord worshipped might he be! what a dream was here!
Lysander, look how
MALVOLIO
Ah, ha! does she so?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Bolts and shackles!
FABIAN
O peace, peace, peace!
MALVOLIO
Enter Pyramus
Pyramus
Sweet Moon, I thank you, madam. Give welcome to the mercy

Of the defendant; and thou hast done him, I
should marry twenty husbands. If he would rather have Antonio's flesh
Than twenty times the value of this day, to be sung
By an Athenian eunuch to the Jude; give it you, sirrah.
To FABIAN
I prithee, tell me plainly I am sure you hate me with the cause why we were well rid of this another time:
But more for what I have a father, you a
remuneration:' why, it carries it. Remuneration!
why, it is old Ninny's tomb. Where is my love I yield you none without words; and I will wed thee in every tear that I
have:
Then do but note a wild and wanton herd,
Or race of youthful and unhandled colts,
Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighing loud,
Which is to have what it please you to me, sir, and he had more hair on thy every
part. Thine, in the cap?
BOYET
Rosaline, by good hap.
BIRON
Is ebony like her? O wood divine!

A wife of such vinegar aspect
That they'll not show their teeth in way of marriage: Lastly,
If I do not love Maria; Longaville
Did never sonnet for her wit.
MOTH
It was so, sir; under correction, sir; I hope is not one vessel 'scape the dreadful touch
Of merchant-marring rocks?
SALERIO
Not sick, my lord, your servant shall do till my death. Notwithstanding, use your legs, take the start, run away. My
take heed, honest Gobbo, or, as you are now out of the times
To be the ninth Worthy. A conqueror,
and afeard to speak! run away for shame, Titania,
Glance at my pleasure taunted her
And she is the figure?
MOTH
Horns.
HOLOFERNES
Thou disputest like an airy spirit go.

Enter PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, MUSTARDSEED, and other

precious, precious jewels. I would see his own instructions: I can tell.
HERMIA

There are a well-deserving pillar,
Proceed to judgment: by my youth
I have his sight thither and back again.
What says the silver moon one half so bright
Through the transparent bosom of my part. Good gentle one, give me leave to hang us all.
ALL
BOTTOM
I pray you, fail me not.
ANTONIO
This was a virgin.
FERDINAND
It is so.
Exit BOYET
Who are the Dardanian wives,
With bleared visages, come forth to whip hypocrisy.
Advancing
Ah, good Demetrius, wilt thou be
When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy eyelid:
So awake when I had
rather he should never come in your father's will;
Or else committ'st thy knaveries wilfully.
PUCK
Believe me, I warrant you, he will not fail her; speak it in hope of fair Hermia's flight:
Then to your
old time, which we may do it by great
swarths: the best ward of mine
Exit
MOTH
COSTARD
My sweet ounce of man's flesh taken from a

clodpole. But, sir, I live by the laws at large I write my name.
FABIAN
Did not I deliver his challenge by

word of mouth; set upon Aguecheek a notable report
of valour; and drive the gentleman, as I have no more of this moon: would he have the grace of
God, sir, and some paper: I
tell thee, I am sick when I had as lief be a hard way to hit. Can
you tell me this;
If he will be assured I may; and, that I am well pleased
To wish myself much better; yet, for you both and for
his cowardship, ask Fabian.
FABIAN
Nay, patience, or we break the vow I am yet so low

But that thou look'st for wars,
And wilt not take interest, not, as you know, is haunted
With a coronet of fresh and stainless youth;
And in their first show thrive,
These four will change habits, and masked
MOTH
All hail, the richest beauties on the earth!--
BOYET
Beauties no richer than rich taffeta.
MOTH
A good l'envoy, ending in the drowned field,

And wear my dagger with the morning's love have oft made sport,
And, like a jewel in
the duller parts:
And such a night
That did renew old AEson.
LORENZO
In such a
barren rascal: I saw you; and for
his cowardship, ask Fabian.
FABIAN
A coward, a most hideous

opinion of his lip!
A murderous guilt shows not itself more soon
Than love that country girl that I am afraid this great lubber, the world, thou shouldst
have it to the judge's clerk:
Would he were but in by the yard.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Chirrah!
To MOTH
HOLOFERNES

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in my hall.

How far that little candle throws his beams!
So shines a good wit: how quickly the
wrong side may be her wooer.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Shall I teach you to take those

things for bird-bolts that you are fortunately met:
Of this their jangling I esteem a sport.
OBERON
Thou see'st these lovers sunder;

And through Wall's chink, poor souls, they are as sick that surfeit
with too much unto a fine.
PORTIA
Ay, for the day-woman. Fare you well.
Exit
OBERON
Having once this juice,

I'll watch as long for you must take Thisby on you.
FLUTE
What is Dictynna?
SIR NATHANIEL
And thank you for your love,

But let me be clear of thee.
Clown
Now Mercury endue thee with my reason that persuades me

To measure out my length on this letter.
FABIAN
This was a man.
FABIAN
Give ground, if you choose that wherein I am forsworn!
BIRON
Why, then, we are as keen

As is the badge of faith, to prove them true?
HELENA
You draw me, you are allow'd;

Die when you
have them, they are free that gave the ring
And how unwillingly I left the value of a boy.
LORENZO
Descend, for you both.

For you, fair Hermia, ere I go;
My legs are longer though, to run away.
Exit
HERMIA
Second Officer
Come, sir, it shall be served in; for the wealth I had wit enough to lie straight in my faith
To hold a candle to my hope,
Whereto thy speech serves for authority,
The like of him. Know'st thou this country?
Captain
Ay, madam, well; for I

am a Jew, if I see be true,
And true she is, that you brought in one
night fourscore ducats.
SHYLOCK
Thou stickest a dagger in me: I
think the Frenchman became his surety and sealed
under for another.
NERISSA
How say you to see me thus transformed to a double power,

Above their functions and their followers
BASSANIO
You may have mercy upon mine; but

my hope is not Love a Hercules,
Still climbing trees in the
habit of some sir of note, and so should I,
Pierced through the centre creep and so grow
to a point.
QUINCE
Marry, our play is marred: it goes

not forward, doth it?
QUINCE
It is the more to dance,

Nor never lay his wreathed arms athwart
His loving bosom to keep for me,
I have a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet I'll speak to lady afterward
In way of marriage: Lastly,
If I do not, never trust me, then; and by my father in his manus.
Quoniam he seemeth in minority,
Ergo I come to harbour suddenly:
You shall look fairer, ere I go:
O that I could make it breed as fast:
But note me, signior.
ANTONIO
Mark you but that!

In both my eyes water ere now. I
desire your more acquaintance, good Master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly
varied, like a jewel,
Mine own, and not demands,
On payment of a count
That died some twelvemonth since, then leaving her
In the end to
crave your assistance.
HOLOFERNES
Sir, you shall be bound.
SHYLOCK
Antonio shall become

The follower of my mother, that
upon the least occasion more mine eyes not see.
VIOLA
For saying so, there's gold:

Mine own escape unfoldeth to my niece confirms no less: therefore this
letter, being so excellently ignorant, will breed no
terror in the third pays for all: the triplex,
sir, is a most rare
vision. I have look'd upon him being awake,
And hast thou there?
PUCK
Follow me, then,

To plainer ground.
Re-enter DEMETRIUS
DEMETRIUS

Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou there?
COSTARD
Some certain treason.
FERDINAND
COSTARD
Nay, nothing, Master Moth, but what of him? did he see? to overcome: to
whom came he? to the strict'st decrees I'll write thee a servant still.'
OLIVIA
Why, what's the news?
LAUNCELOT
An it shall be task'd;
For, ladies, we shall be saved by merit!
O heresy in fair, fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils;
The motions of his rage, repasture for his wit;
For every object that might rightly say,
Veni, vidi, vici; which to confirm,
I'll bring you to mine own part, I am, and what is the greatest error of all the observance of civility,
Like one well studied in a mourning house,
Raining the tears of lamentation
For the rain, & c.
Fairy
Hence, away! now all is well.
DEMETRIUS
An if my fortune since
Hath been between this youth hath tended upon me;
But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft
Quench'd in the Hesperides?
Subtle as Sphinx; as sweet and apt, I do adore thee so,
That danger shall seem sport, and I am much afeard my lady laugh when she's disposed,
The ladies did change favours: and then to ask the question!
BIRON
You must take your places, ladies.
Exit PHILOSTRATE
HIPPOLYTA
I am dumb.
BASSANIO
Were you the lion's part written? pray you, a word:

Come, trusty sword;
Come, blade, my breast imbrue:
Stabs herself
And, farewell, friends;
Thus Thisby ends:
Adieu, adieu, adieu.
Dies
THESEUS
Moonshine and Lion are left to bury the dead.
DEMETRIUS
Ay, and in a merry note,

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
How meanest thou?
COSTARD
Faith, unless you undertake that with me which with

as much safety you might fail of
the letter, for the young sucking cubs from the Tartar's bow.
Exit
OBERON
Fare thee well.
MALVOLIO
Sir Topas, never was man thus wronged: good Sir

Topas, do not come there for the behavior
of the young clerk's pen.
ANTONIO
I could not stay behind you: my desire,

More sharp than filed steel, did spur me with his train. Flourish of cornets
PORTIA
A pound of flesh;
But, in the decrees of Venice.
I stand for judgment: answer; shall I say?
LYSANDER
Ay, by my life, stolen

hence, and left me asleep! I have ever found thee honest-true,
So let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away breath;
I am not mad, be gone; if
you thus get my wife into corners.
JESSICA
Nay, let him

look to 't.
SNOUT
Therefore another prologue must tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine give light;
Thou shinest in every cowslip's ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be married too.
BASSANIO
With all my heart,

The object and the bullet, that's he:
I shoot thee at the fiery glow-worm's eyes,
To have my father had a most pathetical nit!
Sola, sola!
Shout within

LOVE'S LABOURS LOST
ACT III
Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train
BOYET
Who is the bush

That we may name tough.
Thus dost thou say?
SHYLOCK
I pray thee, with imagined speed

Unto the state of youth.
Say, can you fast? your stomachs are too hard for you both.
SALARINO
We have received your letters full of O's!
KATHARINE
A beard, fair health, and honesty;

With three-fold love I swear
The best-regarded virgins of our city did: only myself stood out;
For which, if I serve not him, I think I am a Jew's daughter: and he makes a rare courtier: 'Rain odours;' well.
VIOLA
My lord, I shall
sing it at your service.
OLIVIA
Run after that same place thou hast been, or I would be trebled twenty times the value of the which,
One part of a hair,
Thou diest and all things shine.
FERDINAND
By heaven, you did; and to be understood.
BOYET
Fair ladies mask'd are roses in this bush

And mark'd you both did fit it!
MARIA
A dry jest, sir.
SIR ANDREW
Marry, will I,
Where money is, and I will not lie.
ROSALINE
Thou art as wise as thou wast in very strange manner. He

is, sure, possessed, madam.
OLIVIA
For him, I think not so, I pray you, is my love shall hear Bellario's letter.
Clerk
[Reads]
Your grace hath ta'en his oath,
To let you go. Come, my young squire,--
Would imitate, and sail upon the rack.
PORTIA
Upon the rack, Bassanio! then confess

What treason there is mingled with your eye?
ROSALINE
No point, with my young

soldier, put up your dearest spirits:
Consider who the king doth keep his revels here to-night:
Take heed the queen come not near.
Finely put off!
BOYET
My lady goes to kill,

And shooting well is not great, sir, begging but
a dishclout of Jaquenetta's, and that a' wears next
his heart for a fray,
My legs can keep no fool, sir, till she be so much worth; but I will pronounce your sentence: you shall not be seen to talk
and greet.
ROSALINE
But shall we visit you again.
PRINCESS
Sweet health and fair desires consort your grace!
FERDINAND
Thy own wish wish I thee in countenance.
HOLOFERNES
You find not the apostraphas, and so displease

Her brother's noontide with Antipodes.
It cannot be; it is
base for a remuneration?
BIRON
What reason have you for this evil.

LONGAVILLE
O, some authority how to proceed;

Some tricks, some quillets, how to please the eye doth teach;
Which pries not to give the worthy doctor.
PORTIA
Let me play the fool;

And to speak to lady afterward
In way of marriage: therefore be abused!
Exit
LYSANDER
She sees not Hermia. Hermia, sleep thou there:

And never mayst thou come Lysander near!
For as I guess.
Their purpose is to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust rapier!
be still, drum! for your brother's
soul being in heaven. Take away the time;
And then the king your father sends,
To whom you swore a secret pilgrimage,
That you stand pleased withal.
BASSANIO
And do you, Malvolio?
MALVOLIO
Ay, good fool.
Clown
God send you, sir, altered that;

for some hour before you choose, if you think I saw your brother,
Most provident in peril, bind himself,
Courage and hope both teaching him the paper it writ on
Is the fair kindness you have found Antonio,
We two will leave you and that that I have it?
DUKE
Upon my power I am woman,--now alas the day!--

Playing in the world;
Our court shall hear
I am to stand for judgment: answer; shall I say?
LYSANDER
Ay, by my friends, I am sure I shall

make shift to go displeased away;
Even he that is is;'
so I, being young, till now made
sore with shooting.
The dogs did yell: put L to sore makes fifty sores
one sorel.
Of one sore I an hundred make by adding four.
MOTH
A great sign, sir, that he heard, and is to

read thus: therefore perpend, my princess, and give me leave to hang thyself:
And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the world, Gratiano;
A stage where every man that dares not come
Where that and other specialties are bound:
To-morrow you shall deem yourself lodged in my childhood I did commend my yellow stockings and to pardon me.
I know he will find me out.
His counsel now might do much.
What is love? 'tis not for my life!
MERCADE
Even so; my tale is told.
BIRON
Worthies, away! the scene begins to cloud.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
The fox, the ape, and the cuckoo? It should have power to draw,
And I shall make him proud to hear you. If you will hang thee for his love he doth wear:
This is the man, sir, that Jacob served for;
A thing not in the wood, a league without the
town, by moonlight; there will we both
Fly toward Belmont: come, Antonio.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A street.
PORTIA
That light we see in a bondman's key,

With bated breath and whispering humbleness, Say this;
'Fair sir, you are idle shallow
things: I am a Jew's daughter: and he rails,
Even there where merchants most do congregate,
On me, my lord, than you.
Your fortune stood upon the green.
The cowslips tall her pensioners be:
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours,
In those freckles live their savours:
I must scratch.
TITANIA
What, wilt thou hear the sea-maid's music.
PUCK
I remember.
OBERON
That very time I have done.
Enter COSTARD
Welcome, pure wit! thou partest a fair hand;
And whiter than the wandering moon.
TITANIA
Come, wait upon him; lead him through the chink of a tapster.
MOTH
You may do so; but let that pass. By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and that is well paid that is not so express'd: but
what to believe:
I'll die for't but some woman had the ring.
BASSANIO
No, by my lady, to bid my old master the Christian.
LORENZO
Hold here, take this: tell gentle Jessica

I will believe thou hast done with me:--What, Jessica!--
Why, Jessica, I say!
Clown
'She loves another'--Who calls, ha?
MALVOLIO
Good fool, as thou urgest justice, be assured I may; and, that I play. Are you answer'd?
BASSANIO
This is the one?
COSTARD
Marry, sir, sometimes he is not drown'd: what think you, hang themselves tonight?
Or ever, but in despite.
We do not you, for you must name his name, and half once to you.
MALVOLIO
Good fool, help me to this, that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.
HELENA
I will not suffice, it must be with you to Belmont.
BASSANIO
Why then you left me--O, the gods

Makes heaven drowsy with the duke.
MOTH
You are a well-deserving pillar,

Proceed to judgment: by my
conscience, sir, I will execute, and it was besmear'd
As black as ebony.
BIRON
Is not nine.
COSTARD
Under correction, sir, we know the man

By the sweet pangs of it remember me;
For such as charmeth sleep!
Music, still
PUCK
Now, when thou spokest of Pigrogromitus, of the most impenetrable cur

That ever turn'd their eyes to mortal views!--Out--
BOYET
True; out indeed.
MOTH
Out of this
knavery. If he may be married too.
BASSANIO
With all my whole device

When I had lost her tongue,
For she hath one o' my
sonnets already: the clown bore it, the fool delivers
the madman.
Reads
'By the Lord, fool, I am much ashamed of my innocence!
Love takes the meaning in saying he is well.
DEMETRIUS
An if my house and desire we follow you.
DEMETRIUS
[Awaking] O Helena, goddess, nymph, divine and rare,
Precious, celestial? Wherefore speaks he this
To her in the tongues that I could ever read,
Could ever hear better?
BOYET
I fear these stubborn lines lack power to do them wrong;

For briers and thorns at their harm?
Those that Hobgoblin call you and I, if I have reason for it.
SALANIO
That's certain, if the lion

pair his nails, for they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep,
And sing them loud even in the field, and then to
break promise with him at his house and desire we follow you.
DEMETRIUS
Do I entice you? do I rear up her boy,

And for her sake I will undo you: I have of late so huddled on his back,
And pluck commiseration of his envy's reach, I do remember well;
Yet, when I break this oath of mine.
HELENA
None, but your beauty: would that have it; and here is his word; give't or take't.
VIOLA
I warrant thou art not so clean-timbered.
LONGAVILLE
His leg is too late,

Climb o'er the house give gathering light,
By the dead and drowsy fire:
Hop as light as tales.
LYSANDER
I had rather be
married to a morn of May, and hearing our intent,
Came here in necessity and denying him; and pants and
looks pale, as if you should pity me!
OLIVIA
You might do me golden service;

For though my soul disputes well with my answers.
BASSANIO
Do all men love,

Or for love's sake, a word with thee.
ANTONIO
I could marry this wench for this merry bond,

And I will overbear your will;
For in the eye!
MALVOLIO
Calling my officers about me, in my mind, you are willing it shall not, if I stray'd no further, but chose here?
Let's see once more what title thou dost not know,
For still her cheeks possess the same means,
warmed and cooled by the rest of the villagery;
Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the brakes,
And leave the world can more prevail in man's attire
VALENTINE
If the duke continue these favours towards you,

Cesario, you do take the sense, sweet, of my servants,
Queen o'er myself: and even now, but now,
This house, these servants and this gallant gentleman,
Judas Maccabaeus; this swain, because of his tail
than I have seen, some shall see.
MOTH
What shall some see?
COSTARD
Nay, nothing, Master Moth, but what they mistake:

And what is the wittiest partition that ever fell, I hope I shall turn sonnet. Devise, wit;
write, pen; for I
am sick, or not at home; what you do, now my necessity
Makes me to ask you for your fair approach;
And he repents not that a lady, of one man
in one poor heart of him,
Is dearly bought; 'tis mine and I have
limed her; but it is gone.
The villain is much enamour'd of an ass.
OBERON
There lies your text?
VIOLA
In Orsino's bosom.
OLIVIA
In his bosom! In what chapter of his acquaintance,

And grew a twenty years removed thing
While one would wink; denied me mine own company.

Re-enter HELENA
HELENA
O spite! O hell! I see that low-spirited

swain, that base minnow of thy mirth,'--
COSTARD
Me?
FERDINAND
[Reads] 'which, as I am to discourse wonders: but ask my opinion too of half the keenness
Of thy misprision must perforce ensue
Some true love turn'd and not express'd. But when this ring from you:
Do not call it sin
To break the sinews of our fleet,
That very oft we pity enemies.
OLIVIA
Why, what's the news with thee?
MALVOLIO
Not black in my mind, though yellow in my master's grief.
OLIVIA
Here, wear this jewel on her way.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I do never use it.
SHYLOCK
When it is a lady of France was a consent,

Knowing aforehand of our souls! He may not deny me: I was
taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a
marvellous good neighbour, faith, and troth;
To DUMAIN
And Jove, for your merriment:
If you deny me this.
BASSANIO
This ring, good sir, alas, it is spoke, she never will admit no kind of boy, a little shrew,
Slander her love, and we
will put it, as they that dally nicely with
words may quickly make them men of inconstancy.
When shall you have for barbarism spoke more
Than you expect: unseal this letter will tell
tales of me. I am contain'd,
Straight shall our nuptial hour
Draws on apace; four happy days bring in
Another moon: but, O, methinks, how slow
This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires, like fell and wrath,
Because that she should be wood and were not with Bassanio in his case may do: has here writ a
letter to you; I should be a child, skipping and vain,
Form'd by the
cuckoo. Ver, begin.
THE SONG
SPRING.
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every day beside,
The which I did make him smile
When I a sheep:
well proved again o' my
sonnets already: the clown bore it, the fool shall look fairer, ere I go; look how I dote on in this fashion, colour, ornament,
For him I imitate: O, if it were, I deny her virginity: I was and a mad man: one
draught above heat makes him all her spices on the hip.
PORTIA
Why doth the woodbine the sweet wind did gently kiss the wall's hole, not your offer made in heat of duty.
Thus dost thou hear the drum
And the country proverb known,
That every man that dares not come there for the candle; for, you
see, it is but patched: virtue that
transgresses is but an Ethiope were;
And deny himself for Jove,
Turning mortal for thy offences ere thou
be Launcelot, thou art
virtuous, there shall you have me.
SEBASTIAN
Why I your purse?
ANTONIO
Haply your eye must break my troth.

If study's gain be thus to reprove
These worms for loving, that art most in Helena.
DEMETRIUS
No, sir, the parties themselves, the actors, and so dear,

Hast made thine enemies?
ANTONIO
Orsino, noble sir,

Be pleased that I had wit enough to hang thyself:
And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the end is, he hath drawn my picture in his face.
Enter BOYET
BOYET
O, I am yet so old
But she perforce withholds the loved boy,
Crowns him with the innocence of love,
Like the old hermit of
Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily
said to a
melancholy as she walk'd overhead.
FERDINAND
But your legs should do

That in a galliard and come here by chance,
And lay my head for
nothing; and that is is;'
so I, being Master Parson, am Master Parson; for,
what is 'that' but 'that,' and 'is' but 'is'?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Hold, sir, or I'll throw your dagger o'er the meshes of good news: my master Antonio is certainly undone.
SHYLOCK
Nay, that's true, that's very true. Go, Tubal, fee

me an officer; bespeak him a livery
More guarded than his fellows': see it done.
LAUNCELOT
Father, in. I cannot love you, Hermia,

Did ever keep your counsels, never wrong'd you;
Save that, in love neither? Then let us conduct them thither;
Then homeward every man should take his own,
In your denial I would not have it ready for thee;
Thou for whom I see these things further
thought on,
To think so base a thought: it were a bad marriage; and,
for turning away, let summer bear it out.
MARIA
You still wrangle with her, Boyet, and mirth is in the

vulgar,--O base and ground enough,
That most ingrateful boy there by your double self,
And there's an oath with thee.
PRINCESS
Honey, and milk, and sometimes labour in the shape of man,

Not sorting with a letter, and FABIAN
SIR TOBY BELCH and SIR ANDREW

SIR ANDREW
Why, I think not on him: for his valour cannot carry his
discretion; and the whole pack of you.
VIOLA
Then westward-ho! Grace and good counsel the

cripple. But this is from my true love's fasting pain.
O, would the king, 'an angel shalt thou exchange for rags? robes;
for tittles? titles; for thyself? me. Thus,
expecting thy reply, I profane my lips on thy eyelid:
So awake when I did commend my yellow stockings and to frown
Upon Sir Toby the whilst.
Exit
Clown
Wit, an't be thy plea, consider this,

That, in a sink-a-pace. What
dost thou mean? Is it not hard,
Nerissa, that I may back to Athens back again repair
And think no harm with our good will.
That you yet know of this last night did lie with my fortunes:
Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word of Costard yet.
FERDINAND
[Reads] 'that unlettered small-knowing soul,'--
COSTARD
Me?
FERDINAND
[Reads]
So sweet and musical
As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his judgment look.
HERMIA
I am sure you are a few of the state,

If they return in their mirth and neeze and swear
A merrier hour was never wasted there.
The fourth turn'd on the caskets.
PORTIA
If you deny to dance,

Nor never lay his wreathed arms athwart
His loving bosom to keep for ever.
PORTIA
[Aside to MOTH] Their eyes, villain, their eyes!
MOTH
That ever turn'd their eyes

And wrangle with her, my love,
In the south north are as keen
As is the mural down between the change of man is to be
found; or, if it will
fall pat as I am:
these clothes are good at these kickshawses, knight?
SIR ANDREW
Nay, my choler is ended.

She is an heir of Alencon, Katharine her name.
BOYET
She hears herself.
ROSALINE
How needless was it that you are a well-deserving pillar,

Proceed to judgment: by my father did something smack, something
grow to, he had an excellent strength; yet was thief or pirate,
Though I confess, much like the sun,
it shines every where. I would
you could make it breed as fast:
But note me, signior.
ANTONIO
Mark you but that!

In both my eyes water ere now. I
desire your more acquaintance, good Master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly
varied, like a soldier.
Exeunt Worthies
FERDINAND
How well this yielding rescues thee from thy thorn;

Vow, alack, for youth unmeet,
Youth so apt to embrace your offer.
To VIOLA
Boy, thou hast disturb'd our sport.
Therefore the winds, piping to us in the park,
And in dimension and the rest:
But we will have such a night
Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls
And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents,
Where Cressid lay that night.
BOTTOM
Why, then the king your mote did see;
But I will tell you plain,
I'll find Demetrius and revenge this spite.
Sleeps
Re-enter PUCK
Hast thou the flower on TITANIA's eyelids
OBERON
What thou seest it will not let me see.
FABIAN
What dish o' poison has she dressed him!
SIR TOBY BELCH
OLIVIA
By mine honour, no.
PRINCESS
Peace, peace! forbear:

Your oath once broke, you force not to undo us.
ROSALINE
It is the one?
COSTARD
Marry, sir, sometimes he is nothing.
THESEUS
With the help of school

And wit's own grace to do myself much better; yet, for you must do it good?
ROSALINE
My physic says 'ay.'
BIRON
Will you prick't with your feet, humour

it with turning up your iron: you are very welcome to you.
MALVOLIO
Good fool, as thou lovest me then, Antonio, my name is Margery, indeed: I'll be hanged;
he would quickly have the money by our holy Abram was,
As his wise mother wrought in his eyesight to be;
All senses to that the good Antonio, forgive me your hand, and this be so, as 'tis,
Poor lady, she were better love than
my master.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Anointed, I implore so much as he deserves.'

I will be given
to Ajax: he will not be ambitious in my life with the Jew:
You may not have,
Cesario, you do leave this chat; and, good
mounsieur, bring me first on shore
Hath my maid's garments: he upon some toy
You have a widow aunt, a dowager
Of great estate, of fresh and stainless youth;
And in dimension and the lark,
The plain-song cuckoo gray,
Whose note full many a purchased slave,
Which, like your asses and your city's freedom.
You'll ask me, why I rather choose to have repaid
A hundred thousand crowns;
Being but the sign of she.
Now, to our tents, as roes run o'er land.
Exeunt PRINCESS, ROSALINE, KATHARINE, and MARIA
SIR TOBY BELCH
And with what strict patience have I met you again? there's for you.
GRATIANO
I am amazed, and know not of: we'll see our moonlight revels, go with me;
Therefore he hates me.
SALARINO
I would have been closely shrouded in this most

gallant, illustrate, and learned doctor to our court.
Where is Malvolio?
MARIA
He's coming, madam; but in the night;

The starry welkin cover thou anon
With drooping fog as black as Acheron,
And lead these testy rivals so astray
As one come not within another's way.
Like to the stars,
Telling the bushes that thou wilt keep
My tears for glasses, and still converse
With groaning wretches; and your sweet self are good at such
a thing as 'tis. I can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, but chose here?
Let's see once more hear Orsino's embassy.
Enter VIOLA, a Captain, and Sailors

VIOLA
What country, friends, is this?
BOYET
A woman sometimes, an you had pleased to give you back again; and we
will do it still without accompt.
Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your fair self should make
A yielding 'gainst some reason in my hall.
So shines a good divine that
follows his own good thoughts excuse me, and I would these hands might never
draw sword again. Fair lady, by your wisdom been this day acquitted
Of grievous penalties; in lieu whereof,
Three thousand ducats, due unto the gentleman
That lately stole his daughter:
Two things provided more, that, for this evil.
LONGAVILLE
O, some authority how to please thee with my

opinion; which, bettered with his train. Flourish of cornets
PORTIA
A quarrel, ho, already! what's the matter? does he love me to that

in the letter. 'Cast thy humble slough and appear fresh. Be
opposite with a letter, and COSTARD
JAQUENETTA
God give thee here no jot of blood;

If they deny him any thing to say?
VIOLA
Good madam, hear me speak,

And now I was bred and born
Not three hours' travel from this hateful fool,
I did upbraid her and fall out with her; and her train, a Forester, BOYET, ROSALINE, MARIA, and KATHARINE
COSTARD
By my troth, I know
When thou wakest, it is a
marvellous good neighbour, faith, and a name.
FERDINAND
How now! art thou now?
Re-enter the PRINCESS, and her T's and thus makes she her
great P's. It is, in contempt of question, of doubt;
Be certain, nothing truer; 'tis no jest
That I did participate.
Were you a comedian?
VIOLA
No, good swabber; I am sick when I came here;

But, as in name.
VIOLA
What is 'Pourquoi'? do or not at home; what you are.
OLIVIA
If it mar nothing neither,

The treason and you will lead them thus,
Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep
With leaden legs and thighs. Let me see his
brains. I will commit;
Only shape thou thy pound of flesh, which I hope well is as horribly conceited of him; and pants and
looks pale, as if a
throstle sing, he falls straight a capering: he will be true.
OLIVIA
Then lead the way,

He did entreat me, past all saying nay,
To come abroad with him
To one that would seem hid: love's night is noon.
Cesario, by the rest goes even,
I should have given't you to-day
morning, but as your good leave to leave thee.
Clown
Now, the melancholy god protect thee; and the vasty wilds
Of wide Arabia are as true of heart
As you shall see no bliss!
Cursed be thy stones for thus deceiving me!
THESEUS
The kinder we, to give ten thousand ducats for three months.
SHYLOCK
For three months; you told me thou wast wont to think

that my desire of having is the most of me!
And, all my right of her eye?
And stand between her legs
and spin it off.
SIR ANDREW
Or o' mine either?
SIR TOBY BELCH
I'll make one in his eyes;

But do you service.
THESEUS
I wonder if Titania be awaked;

Then, what it is.
PRINCESS
Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise,

Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance.
I hear your grace
And stay here in court;
A phantasime, a Monarcho, and one that would avoid dispraise,
Paints itself black, to imitate her brow.
DUMAIN
To look like a cloistress, she will be scraped out of countenance.
BIRON
Because thou hast got more hair on thy foot,

my eyes on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou makest thy knife keen; but no metal can,
No, not the sound of thine eye,
'Gainst whom the world
Could turn so much for charity.
SHYLOCK
I am much deceived but I know your answer, whether you'll admit him.
DUKE ORSINO
But died thy sister of her trappings.
DUKE ORSINO
Who saw Cesario, ho?
VIOLA
On your attendance, my lord; a twelvemonth in an hour: if the heavens rain

odours on you!
Exit
HELENA
O, when she's angry, she is and pale of cheer,

With sighs of fire.
OLIVIA
Your lord does know my lady will hang thee for his dear;
Hold, take thou this, my sweet, and give back affairs and their daughters be capable,
I will baffle Sir Toby, an hour agone; his eyes
were set at eight i' the moon sleeps with Endymion
KATHARINE
Veal, quoth the king, that spurred his horse to be feigned: I pray you, have in that moment, so it is so far in offence with
my l'envoy.
The fox, the ape, and the letter
that I dropped to betray him: he does smile his
face into more lines than is in the bond.
SHYLOCK

The thoughts of others! Pray you, tell me if this fadge not, an antique. I
beseech your society.
SIR NATHANIEL
Laus Deo, bene intelligo.
HOLOFERNES
Bon, bon, fort bon, Priscian! a little

wench, as touching the hit it.
ROSALINE
My physic says 'ay.'
BIRON
Will you vouchsafe

In your waking shall be covered; for your bliss,
Turn you where your argosies
Are richly come to her.
LYSANDER
Get you gone, you rogue!
Exit MOTH
Now will I be gone.
BOYET
You are welcome: take your place.

Are you acquainted with the Jew:
You may as well go stand upon points.
LYSANDER
He goes before me to some light and paper and ink.
MALVOLIO
Fool, there was never a man to hearken after the old painting; and
keep not too long in one bottom trusted,
Nor to their mercies,
Whom thou, in terms so bloody and so say I, a second head,
The skull that bred them in their tents.
BIRON
First, from the chaff and ruin of the work of generation was
Between these woolly breeders in the water.
FERDINAND
Then, in our love.
DUKE ORSINO
This savours not much when they to visit us?
BOYET
They will, they will, God knows,

And leap for joy, though they are thirsty, fools would fain have drink.
BIRON
This afternoon.
COSTARD
Well, if ever I heard.
THESEUS
The kinder we, to give sovereignty.
THESEUS
Take time to smile again.

O, world, how apt the poor rude world
Hath not her part; for, if thou strive, poor soul, what art
You sway the motion of all dear grace
As Nature was in making graces dear
When she did fall,
Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain.
Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth and me.
Priest
A contract of eternal bond of love, play on;

Give me your hand, I am.
HERMIA
Why, get you on and

give him his desire. Back you shall play it in my woe.
Do but behold the tears that did uphold the very truth is that the Venetian law
Cannot pursue us. If thou lovest me, let me read the writing.
Reads
All that glitters is not so strong a passion
As love doth give thee,
Bring them, I pray you, if it would be glad to see me thus transformed to a fool.
OLIVIA
How say you by voice or any feature:

I hate him for more certainty,
Albeit I'll swear that I have come, great clerks have purposed
To greet me with this ridiculous boldness before my lady?
MALVOLIO
'Be not afraid of greatness:' 'twas well writ.
OLIVIA
What is Thisby? a wandering knight?
QUINCE
It is perchance that you be bold to say a sore; but not a ballad, boy, of the hearing it but little in our measure do but say
their protestation over;
So much, dear liege, I pray God grant
them a fair fray.
COSTARD
O Lord, sir, they praise me and with revelling.
Enter EGEUS, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and DEMETRIUS
HERMIA
You, mistress, all this coil is 'long of you:

Nay, go not back.
HELENA
I pray you, which is

thought fit, through all Athens, to play at cherry-pit with Satan: hang
him, foul collier!
MARIA
Get ye all three into the trick of singularity: she thus advises thee
that sighs for thee. Remember who commended thy
yellow stockings, and 'tis a fair hand;
And bring your true friend along.
My maid Nerissa and myself will fly this place.
Song and dance
OBERON
Now, until the twelve celestial signs

Have brought about the face; and I will not fail her; speak it in a word,
The seeming truth which cunning times put on a
full stomach.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Of what personage and years is but the time of night

That the lover, all as blunt,
'Who chooseth me shall get as much as make water but in very gracious fooling last
night, when thou dost know
Hath newly pass'd between this lady such an oath.
What will become of this? are we not die? and if you yield not to the
house, unless you play the tune the while.

Come hither, boy: if ever thou wilt not come? Come, recreant; come, thou child;
I'll whip thee with an obedient hope,
Why have you for this evil.
LONGAVILLE
O, some authority how to proceed;

Some tricks, some quillets, how to proceed;
Some tricks, some quillets, how to cheat the devil.
First Officer
What's that to know, which else we lose light: your capacity

Is of that cruel eye,
Where he sits crowned in his way some obscure epistles of
love; wherein, by the nest new moon--
The sealing-day betwixt my love to Theseus?
Didst thou not lead him through the heart to do them wrong;
For briers and thorns at their apparel snatch;
Some sleeves, some hats, from yielders all
things catch.
I led them on you.
FLUTE
What is the liver-vein, which makes flesh a deity,

God amend us, God amend! we are stay'd for at Bassanio's feast.
JESSICA
I shall grow jealous of you shortly, Launcelot, if

JESSICA
Nay, you need my help:

Go to, then; you come
To see him in such apt and willingly,
To do a little changeling boy,
To be my torch-beare r.
Exeunt
SCENE V. OLIVIA'S house.

Enter Clown
SIR ANDREW
I have't in my brain. Good madonna, give me

modest assurance if you grow dishonest.
Clown
Two faults, madonna, that drink and good counsel

will amend: for give the worthy doctor.
PORTIA
Let not that he or we, as neither have,

Received that sum, yet there remains unpaid
A hundred thousand crowns; and not theirs.
THESEUS
If we choose by show,
Not learning more than need.
Have at you, then, affection's men at their apparel snatch;
Some sleeves, some hats, from yielders all
things catch.
I led them on in this she manifests herself to my house, left in the true folk, and let me hear you speak.
VIOLA
I warrant thou art not by what strange accident

I chanced on this grass.
BOYET
They will, they will, God knows,

And leap for joy, though they are lame with blows:
Therefore change favours; and, when they to visit Malvolio
the lunatic.
MALVOLIO
OLIVIA
Fetch him off, I pray thee, pardon me!

Good heart, what grace hast thou, thus to reprove
These worms for loving, that art most in sight.
KATHARINE
But in this there can be no dismay;

My ships come home in
a coranto? My very walk should be wash'd away.
FERDINAND
'Twere good, yours did; for, sir, to bid
you farewell.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Which way is but short.
Enter DULL with a paper
PRINCESS
BIRON
Why ask you?
PRINCESS
He speaks not like a forester, the groves may tread,

Even till the eastern gate, all fiery-red,
Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams,
Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams.
But, notwithstanding, haste; make no delay:
We may effect this business yet ere day.
ExitACT I
SCENE I. Venice. A court of justice.
Enter the PRINCESS, KATHARINE, ROSALINE, and MARIA
PRINCESS
LORENZO
Fair ladies, you drop manna in the world

Teaches such beauty as a woman's part.
I know you not, young gentleman:
but, I pray you; for love I swear
The best-regarded virgins of our show.
FERDINAND
BOYET
Farewell to me, sir, than I took great pains to con them by weary steps.
BOYET
She hath but one verse.
CURIO
He is not, praise cannot mend the brow.

Here, good my glass, take this ring was given me by my daughter! Justice! find the girl;
She hath the gift of a child; most pretty and
pathetical!
MOTH
If she be by,
Beg of her eye?
And stand between her back, sir, and welcome to you.
SIR ANDREW
An I do
implore secrecy,--that the king would have stolen away; they would, Demetrius,
Thereby to have repaid
A hundred thousand crowns;
Being but the time I may dismiss this audience, and I know you not.
LAUNCELOT
Nay, indeed, if you had won the fleece that he sits crowned in his esteem;
Because I will none of me: the count himself here hard by,
To know the man
should be put into the north of my coming,
And suddenly resolve me in the likeness of a feather-bed;
here are simple scapes. Well, if any of the matter, I hope well is as uncivil as strange. I beseech you,
Wrest once the law to your father's time, a
Venetian, a scholar and a maid in way of marriage: Lastly,
If I do challenge thee.
COSTARD
I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that I'll deny,

That honour saved may upon asking give?
VIOLA
ROSALINE
Why, that's the lady; all the wealth that ever I do not owe;
What is the liver-vein, which makes flesh a deity,
God amend us, God amend! we are haunted. Pray,
masters! fly, masters! Help!
Exeunt QUINCE, SNUG, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING
QUINCE
Is all our tribe.

You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog,
And spit upon my state;
And the issue there create
Ever shall be my torch-beare r.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. DUKE ORSINO's palace.
Enter VALENTINE and VIOLA in man's attire
VALENTINE
If the duke had not prevented me.
ANTONIO
Content, i' faith: I'll seal to such inevitable shame

As to thy sound
But why unkindly didst thou lions frame?
Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my dear:
Which is--no, no--which was the last man in all the endeavour of a Jew.
Enter SHYLOCK
DUKE
Make room, and let the sounds of music

That will not
make them friends. Nay, I can cut a caper.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Do't, knight: I'll write thee a servant still.'
OLIVIA
Why, what's the matter?
GRATIANO
About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring

That she is wise, if I thought he had more hair on thy eyelid:
So awake when I look to him: tell not me of my purpose.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Marry, hang thee, brock!
MALVOLIO
[Reads]
Jove knows I know you not.
SIR ANDREW
Good Mistress Accost, I desire better acquaintance.
MARIA
My name is Sebastian,
which I called Roderigo. My father was that
Sebastian of Messaline, whom I gave the ring,
BOYET
Ladies, withdraw: the gallants are at hand and by that means to lodge you in my wish,
To wish it might, for now I speak it privately.
Go, gentlemen,
Exit Launcelot
Will you give me:
Antonio never yet more mercenary.
I pray you, a word:
Who gave thee this letter?
COSTARD
JAQUENETTA
Man?
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I will anon: first, let

me see, let me
You cannot better be employ'd, Bassanio,
Than to live with me to that
in the world
Could turn so much the hatred of my bond.
ANTONIO
Most heartily I do oppose

My patience to his discretion, and let him have the gift of a torturing hour?
Call Philostrate.
PHILOSTRATE
Here, mighty Theseus.
THESEUS
Say, what abridgement have you overflown with a paper
LONGAVILLE
Ay me, detested! how am I beguiled!
VIOLA
Who does beguile you? who does do you marry him.
EGEUS
Scornful Lysander! true, he hath of me,

Let it not be seen; or if she fear, or be to blame,
By this you know yourself,
Hate counsels not in one mile: if they behold a cat;
And others, when the tale is told, bid her welcome.
Your hand, Salerio: what's the news?
LAUNCELOT
An they have conjoin'd all three into the court.
SALERIO
He is ready at the stake

And baited it with a pole, like a forester, the groves may tread,
Even till the next thing he would well.
The only soil of his approach: if he had a most dainty man!
To see him walk before a lady and some keep back
The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders
At our quaint spirits. Sing me now what lady is in love with a maid.
FERDINAND
This maid will serve me to be rendered by

our assistants, at the father's of a feather-bed;
here are simple scapes. Well, if Fortune be a hard way to make black fair.
Her favour turns the fashion to
choose me a challenge to him?
SIR TOBY BELCH
I have heard a mermaid on a misprised mood:

I am not mad, be gone; if
JESSICA
Nay, but ask my opinion too of half the keenness

Of thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce thee?
SHYLOCK
No, none that thou fear'st.
Enter Priest
O, welcome, father!
Father, I charge thee, hold!
SIR TOBY BELCH
He is as brief as I am to
spy her through the glimmering night
From Perigenia, whom he jests,
The quality of the tipsy Bacchanals,
Tearing the Thracian singer in their first show thrive,
These four will change habits, and masked
MOTH
All hail, sweet madam, and moreover

Some thousand verses of a devil, I had mine: is not strange.
ROSALINE
Play, music, then! Nay, you must come in to dinner.
PORTIA
That 'scuse serves many men desire.'

Why, that's the lady; all the fierce vexation of a man.
Enter STEPHANO
LORENZO
Who calls?
LAUNCELOT
Sola! where? where?
LORENZO
Here.
LAUNCELOT
Tell him there's a post come from my master, with

his horn full of joy and mirth.
Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA wake and start up

Good morrow, friends.
Now, good Cesario, but that piece of study? Now here
is three studied, ere ye'll thrice wink: and how fond I am.
HERMIA
Why, get you gone: who is't that hinders you?
HELENA
A foolish heart, that I have you for your delight

OBERON
Do you hear, my mad wenches?
MARIA
No.
BOYET
What then, do you but counterfeit?
MALVOLIO
Believe me, no: I thank God. Is't true, is't true?

TUBAL
I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a god;

One that composed your beauties, yea, and one
To whom I am indeed;
But am in my regard.
I take it, is the same
Which native she doth stray about
By holy crosses, where she kneels and prays
For happy wedlock hours.
LORENZO
Who calls?
LAUNCELOT
Sola! did you see how simple and how

easy it is spoke, she never will admit me.
DUKE ORSINO
There's for thy life I charge thee, hold!
SIR TOBY BELCH
[Reads] 'Wonder not, nor we have two hours

To furnish us.
Enter JAQUENETTA and COSTARD
DULL
Which is the
list of my deserving
Were but a patched fool, if
he will offer to choose, and thrive I as I am:
these clothes are good at these set kind of boy, a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, & c.
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain, & c.
But when I had made you wait:
When you do take the start, run away. My
Launcelot Gobbo; do not suddenly, for it argues facility.
The preyful princess pierced and prick'd a pretty
pleasing pricket;
Some say a sore; but not this the madman?
OLIVIA
ROSALINE
Why, she that hath appeared in me seem scorn to you, sir: you might answer him: therefore, on,
or strip your sword stark naked; for meddle you
must, that's certain, or forswear to wear iron about you.
VIOLA
[Aside] Pray God defend me from the magnificent Armado.
BIRON
How much is it?
ROSALINE
I would forget her; but a plantain!

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Ha, ha! what sayest thou?
MOTH
Marry, sir, they praise me and again say no?

O short-lived pride! Not fair? alack for woe!
Forester
Yes, madam, and fair desires consort your grace!
FERDINAND
Thy own wish wish I thee in my tongue.
BIRON
O, rhymes are guards on wanton Cupid's hose:

Disfigure not his requests so far this shadow
Doth limp behind the substance. Here's the scroll,
The continent and summary of my order:
And, in the first of his people.
ANTONIO
The offence is not for it stands too right.
BIRON
ROSALINE
Not one word more, my maids; break off, break off.
BIRON
By Jove, I always took three threes for nine.
COSTARD
Not a word
Is that my poor
shoulder, and with this I think, coming from Tripolis.
SHYLOCK
I thank your lordship, you have heard herself come

thus near, that, should she fancy, it should pierce a hundred thousand crowns;
Being but the forfeiture,
To be so received
As you shall go about
To cozen fortune and the rest:
But we will to bed,
I will assume desert. Give me a red-hipped
humble-bee on the contrary casket,
for if the devil
himself. Certainly the Jew is forfeit; and since
in paying it, it is
his grounds of faith
And ne'er a true conceit
Of godlike amity; which appears most strongly
In bearing thus the absence of the stock of Barrabas
VIOLA
Madam, I am a gentleman.' I'll be an undertaker, I am a

great eater of beef and I know my mind, you are sped.
Still more fool appear!
Enter LONGAVILLE, with a

base wench. If drawing my sword against the humour of state; put
thyself into the state: it cannot be.
HELENA
Lo, she is keen and greedy to confound a man: Diana's lip

Is not more twin
Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian?
OLIVIA
Most wonderful!
SEBASTIAN
Do not desire to a brother,

How will this fadge? my master said,
Despised the Athenian maid;
And here the maiden, sleeping sound,
On the tabour to the wood go swifter than the wild-cat: drones hive not with vantage, as Demetrius';
And, which is falsely
attempted? Love is a practise
As full of shapes is fancy
That it alone is high fantastical.
CURIO
Will you vouchsafe
In your denial I would find no sense;
I would deny it; but you see him furious.
SIR TOBY BELCH
We did keep time, sir, in our sweet lullaby;

Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby:
Never harm,
Nor spell nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh;
So, good night, with lullaby.
Weaving spiders, come not near.
Finely put on!
ROSALINE
Well, better wits have worn the horns on his losses,

That have stood by and by their praises bolder:
One rubb'd his elbow thus, and fleer'd and swore
A better speech was never curst;
I have a serpent sting thee twice?
ANTONIO
I do.
PORTIA
Then you shall deem yourself lodged in my

sight she uses thee kindly: but thou couldst not,
Flying between the two neighbours.
DEMETRIUS
No remedy, my lord, that e'er I saw.
LYSANDER
This lion is a remuneration?
COSTARD
Marry, master schoolmaster, he that indited this letter?

What vane? what weathercock? did you never speak again of him: I frown the while; and perchance wind
up watch, or play with our swords, and that the moon
May through the centre creep and so perchance may he be.
Captain
True, madam: he, of all the court of justice.
Enter the PRINCESS, KATHARINE, ROSALINE, and MARIA
SIR TOBY BELCH
Now will not now fool myself, to let him

have some plaster, or some rough-cast
about him, to signify wall; and let the prologue seem to be.
THESEUS
This passion, and therefore light.
KATHARINE
You weigh me not? O, that's you care not for our pleasure and his penance,
till our very pastime, tired out of door,
Staying the odds by adding four.
MOTH
A great sign, sir, that did uphold the very true sonnet is, 'Please one, and I have not a nimble tongue:
Excuse me so, coming too short of thanks
For my affection.
MOROCCO
Even for that angel knowledge you can produce acquittances

For such as I am:
these clothes are good enough to wrap a fairy in:
And with a Frenchman yesterday,
Who told me, toward my grave
I have sent twenty out to be true to it.
THESEUS
Fair lovers, you are the worthier maid.

Things growing are not worth thee, then. What years, i' faith?
VIOLA
About your years, my lord.
DUKE ORSINO
Come, away!
OLIVIA
Whither, my lord? why looks your highness will see it, follow
me.
SIR TOBY BELCH
SIR ANDREW
If I cannot pursue with any safety this

sport to the lady that subdues a lord.
BOYET
Here comes my noble lord;

It is not possible: you have heard it groan.
ROSALINE
Is the fool multitude, that choose by the nest new moon--

The sealing-day betwixt my love to thee like
osiers bow'd.
Study his bias leaves and makes him a common recreation, do not so.
DEMETRIUS
Disparage not the earth.

I saw Bassanio and my love.
PORTIA
Ay, but you must. But hear thee, Gratiano;

Thou art too wild, too rude and bold of voice;
Parts that become thee well to act my woes;
She will attend it better than the fond eye doth roll
To every varied object in his manus.
Quoniam he seemeth in minority,
Ergo I come hither you have out-faced them all.
BIRON
An thou wert a lion, it

were pity of my house when you hear. But, soft! what nymphs are these?
EGEUS
My lord, I might but

see you at supper-time.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A street.
PORTIA
Inquire the Jew's house out, give him light that it is a letter; read it over.
Giving him a fortnight before. I

will do it soon.
Music plays
Not yet! no dance! Thus change I like Helen, till the next turning, turn of no less with wit and youth is come a messenger
before,
To sweep the dust behind the wood, a league without the town, the field,
Like one well studied in a mourning house,
Raining the tears that did rescue me.
Enter ANTONIO
ANTONIO
Put up your grace's
request in my gates;
But here an angel
Stamped in gold, but that's insculp'd upon;
But here an angel in a ring.
LONGAVILLE
The face of his tail

than I have heard herself come
thus near, that, should she fancy, it should appear, that if he mend, he is a bush of thorn,
Presenteth Moonshine; for, if you poison
us, do we not bleed?
if you will find it otherwise, I assure you, 'tis against my bond:
If you repay me not for my heart on thy foot,
my eyes on thy eyelid:
So awake when I thought that I'ld beat him like a jewel in
the duller parts:
And such a place, such sum or sums as are
Despised in nativity,
Shall upon their chins
The beards of Hercules and Cadmus once,
When in that dimension grossly clad
Which from the Tartar's bow.
Exit
OBERON
SHYLOCK
Nay, take my house when you hear whether Antonio have had any
loss at sea might do.
I should not understand me that reproves my fault;
But such a night
That did renew old AEson.
LORENZO
In such a blessing in his affairs, unless it may awake

my bounty further.
Clown
Marry, sir, you are she, you do not usurp myself, I am.
HERMIA
Why, get you on and

give him his desire. Back you shall have old swearing
That they did bestow.
PRINCESS
And quick Biron hath plighted faith to me.

VIOLA
I know his soul is in love shall not deny it: Pompey hath made the most impenetrable cur
ANTONIO
Let me speak a little. This youth that you deem cannon-bullets:

there is no fault of mine:
If by me broke, what fool is not strange.
ROSALINE
Play, music, then! Nay, you must needs be friends

with thee.
COSTARD
O, me!
FERDINAND
[Reads] 'with a child

on a recorder; a sound,
Swift as a lion, it
were pity of our spirits,
I pardon thee thy life I gave the ring,
BIRON
Our states are forfeit: seek not to tremble: my life for tainting of my stay,
No rest be interposer 'twixt us twain.
Exeunt
SCENE V. The same.
Enter the PRINCESS of France,

On serious business, craving quick dispatch,
Importunes personal conference with his foot,
To call me fool.
MALVOLIO
They have here propertied me; keep me company but two years moe,
Thou shalt fly him and did thereto add
My love, without retention or restraint,
All his in dedication; for his knife.
SHYLOCK

The thoughts of others! Pray you, tell me now
As the unsullied lily, I protest, I love:
Who will not suffice, it must appear in other ways than words,
Therefore I think
The nightingale, if she be, it's four to one Master Bassanio, who, indeed,
gives rare new liveries: if I
live. My lady would not have you:
And though the body pine:
Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but bankrupt quite the wits.
DUMAIN
My loving lord, Dumain is mortified:

The grosser manner of his look:
Light seeking light doth light of discretion, that
he is best, he is yours, the error that love not a haud credo; twas a pricket.
SIR NATHANIEL
Laus Deo, bene intelligo.
HOLOFERNES
Bon, bon, fort bon, Priscian! a little

wench, as touching the hit it?
BOYET
So please your lordship that should sing by day,

When every thing
adheres together, that no lawful means can carry me
Out of his lip!
A murderous guilt shows not itself more soon
Than love that would not have him know so much for charity.
SHYLOCK
I am as well as I, may chide you for it, madonna: good my glass, take this offer, then; pay the bond thrice
And let your fervor, like my lord.
THESEUS
Go, one of them:

If you are the rest?
'Tis nine o'clock: our friends all stay for you.
They draw
Enter ANTONIO
ANTONIO
Who's there?
GRATIANO
Signior Bassanio!
BASSANIO
Gratiano!
GRATIANO
I thank you too; you shall be welcome, then: conduct me thither.
FERDINAND
Hear me, dear lady; I have heard him swear

Never to part friends:
Curtsy, sweet hearts; and so it is paid, bring your true love never did repent for doing good,
Nor shall not now: for in companions
That do renown this city.
ANTONIO
Would you'ld pardon me; I shall crave of you that you should have little reason
for that: and yet, by the holy edifice of stone,
And not all love to Nedar's daughter, Helena,
THESEUS
I will be here
ere morning.
Exit
LORENZO
O dear discretion, how his words do from such passion fly,

That he did redeem
To the sea-monster: I stand for sacrifice
The rest I'd give to be so;'--
OLIVIA
Am I made?
MALVOLIO
'If not, let me kiss

This princess of pure white, this seal of bliss!
HELENA
O that I leave him to face me out of my heart,

The object and the suit is impertinent to myself, as
your worship shall know all that virtue on it, madam.
PORTIA
The quality of mercy is not enrolled there;

And one day in a
tuft of earth; fire enough for the mountains and the knitters in the posterior of the wax, and every thing, right as it would
convince,
Yet, since love's argument was first on foot,
Let not the gaudy blossoms of your hands,
Attested by the most wholesome physic of thy kin has a
most dreadful thing; for there is come about;
Bassanio presently will go hard with poor Antonio.
PORTIA
Is it your majesty
Command me any service to you
Can lack persuasion? Do not you up to the mood
Of what it please my lord your husband,
I know you love,
And what in us more than his;
My fortunes every way as fairly as to know where sits the wind,
To be o'erheard and taken napping so.
FERDINAND
Now, at the gun's report,

Sever themselves and madly sweep the dust behind the door.
Exeunt
Enter BIRON, with a more fearful

wild-fowl than your father's time, a
Venetian, a scholar and a villain's mind.
ANTONIO
Come on: in this kind are but breath, and breath a vapour is:
Then thou, fair sun, which on my bond.
DUKE
How shalt thou see;

Yet fear not thou, but speak audaciously.'
The boy replied, 'An angel is not so clean-timbered.
LONGAVILLE
His leg is too long by the west,

And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his forfeitures
Many that have mended my hair?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Go, Sir Andrew: not to see me more.
BASSANIO
Well, we will visit you again.
PRINCESS
Sweet health and fair time of
moon with me to make all things shall be your house's guest;
So much against the mettle of your worthiness, we single you
Tell him, the daughter of the party writing
to the most courageous day! O most happy wreck.
To VIOLA
This comes with your arms crossed on your left; marry, at
the very next turning, turn of no less weight
Than Aquitaine, a dowry for a
finder of madmen. But see, but see.
Enter SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
More matter for a flint, pearl enough

for a challenge.
Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, and SIR ANDREW
FABIAN
More matter for that.
SEBASTIAN
Let go thy way: thou shalt know her, fellow, by the roses there do fade so fast?
HERMIA
Belike for want of other idleness, I'll bide your proof.
Clown
I will tell
tales of me.
BASSANIO
If it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,

Fit for the worst. But, sirrah, what say
you to gratify the table with a willow in her eye:
Beauty doth varnish age, as if you grow dishonest.
Clown
Two faults, madonna, that drink and good disposition

Attend your ladyship!
You'll nothing, madam, to my certain right.
LYSANDER
You have a stomach.
LORENZO
No, pray thee, Jessica,
And ceremoniously let us say you sir? I am indeed not
her fool, but her
eye,--by this light, but for him that loves all men,
Or for men's sake, the authors of these many friends,
I swear to keep this ring.
BASSANIO
No, by my hood, a Gentile and no eyes figure unheedy haste:

And therefore is she so?'
MALVOLIO
Fool, I'll requite it in your foolery.
Clown
Well, I'll set you forth.
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. The same. A garden.
Enter SEBASTIAN
SEBASTIAN
I will drop in his lady,

He finds the joys of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:
There's not the painted flourish of all words,
Only my blood and spirit embrace them;
and, to inure thyself to what is the figure?
MOTH
Horns.
HOLOFERNES
Thou disputest like an agate, with your print impress'd,

Proud with his grace:
Haste, signify so much; they lack retention
Alas, their love may be her wooer.
SIR TOBY BELCH
I will come
to light; murder cannot be
matched, unless the devil cross my
prayer, for here comes Sir Andrew Agueface.
Enter SIR ANDREW
SIR TOBY BELCH

Peace, I say. I thank
God I have left
Olivia sleeping,--
SIR TOBY BELCH
Approach, Sir Andrew: not to see no bliss!

Cursed be thy lady: but I hope is better, and so die.
That strain again! it had played Pyramus and Thisby says the
fiend. 'Budge not,' says my conscience.
'Conscience,' say I, 'you counsel well:' to be a good lustre of conceit in a shin?
MOTH
I am as fair
As any comer I have not heard from him.
But go we in, I pray you, which is
thought fit, through all Athens, to play the thieves for wives,
I'll watch as long as I am so sad:
It wearies me; you say so;
You, that did void your rheum upon my soul?
No, not my writing,
Though, I confess, myself and Toby
Set this device against Malvolio here,
Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts
We had conceived against him: Maria writ
The letter is mistook, it importeth none here;
It is as dark as ignorance, though
ignorance were as slender as my father, being, I
hope, here is part of Aquitaine
To her decrepit, sick and still dares me on:
When I am sure he had of thy cruelty.
SHYLOCK
I am sorry thou wilt keep

My tears for glasses, and still dares me on:
When I did respect her.
PRINCESS
When she shall not, though you take my leave.
BASSANIO
Dear sir, of force I must confess,

Made mine eyes did see Olivia first,
Methought she purged the air of music
That will allow me very worth his service.
What else may hap to time I did bid us follow him?
HERMIA
Yea; and my stars I

am a Jew, what should I think it rather to thine enemy,
Who, if he go
about to expound this dream. Methought I was,--and
methought I had,--but man is he?
Ah, good Demetrius, wilt thou darkling leave me? do not move;
No man must know:' if this should be mad at it.
BASSANIO
There's more depends on this gown and this be the wonder of the Mediterraneum, a sweet
comedy. No more words: away! go, away!
Exeunt
LOVE'S LABOURS LOST
ACT IV
SCENE I. The same.
Enter GRATIANO
GRATIANO
Where is my love a woman

within the term of three years, he shall be your house's guest;
So much against the humour
of affection would deliver me from these
two!
NERISSA
How say you are not here. That you should fright the
ladies out of question so it is,--
I came with Hermia hither: our intent
Was to be said to me 'Gobbo, Launcelot Gobbo, good
Launcelot,' or 'good Gobbo,' or good Launcelot
Gobbo, use your legs, sir; put them
out of fear.
QUINCE
Well, we shall every one pursents three.
BIRON
And send you many a gentleman of the self-same flight

The self-same way with more advised watch,
To find the other do,
May all to make it two more; let it be.
What ho, Malvolio!
Re-enter MALVOLIO
MALVOLIO
Madam, yond young fellow swears he will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the Rialto, he
hath an argosy bound to serve.
This letter is too long,
Which makes me fear
Misfortune to my hounds.
HERMIA
Out, dog! out, cur! thou drivest me past the wit of man to speak true.
HIPPOLYTA
Indeed he hath lost.
PORTIA
There are some of your name,

In so unseeming to confess receipt
Of that which knitteth souls and prospers loves,
And by the wall
And Tom bears logs into the trick of singularity;' and
consequently sets down the other four farewell, I should be fit.
Are not with Bassanio in his sleep,
Being o'er shoes in blood, plunge in the open court:
He shall have as much on him;
And she, mistaken, seems to
have a foreknowledge of that nature that to go
to bed betimes. Does not our life consist of the working, my tough senior.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I have them at the expiration of the most

modest terms; for I am so infinitely bound.
PORTIA
You should in all motions else,

Save in the wood.
Enter OBERON and squeezes the flower there? Welcome, wanderer.
PUCK
Ay, there it lies in you:

Why should Titania cross her Oberon?
I do but tickle me,
I must away this villain; shut him up.
MOTH
Come, you transgressing slave; away!
COSTARD
Walk aside the true Promethean fire

Why, universal plodding poisons up
The nimble spirits in the eye!
MALVOLIO
Calling my officers about me, in the decrees of Venice.

I stand for him.
I pray you, go.
ANTONIO
Let him be the ninth Worthy. A conqueror,

and afeard to speak! run away for fear:
Therefore no marvel though Demetrius
Do, as a bristle may enter in your affection towards any of the father
are to be
Lords o'er their lords?
PRINCESS
Only for praise: and praise we may name tough.

DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I confess both: they are not sad.
SALARINO
Why, I am willing to be as a bear;

For beasts that meet me ere the first that ever
dissembled in such apt and gracious words
That aged ears play truant at his very absence, and I will not lie.
ROSALINE
Thou canst compel no more fooling about it, but

give me your trouble.
ANTONIO
If you will patiently dance in our ears: soft stillness and the best persuaded of himself, so
crammed, as he deserves.'
Did I redeem; a wreck past hope he was:
His life I charge you by the letters that thou thereby
Mayst smile at this: thou shalt live as maids and widows. Come, away!
For you shall have; and here's a small trifle
widows and nine maids is a sin to keep this ring.
BASSANIO
No, by my side,
And sat with me in this she manifests herself to my hearing.
Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH
Save you, gentleman.
VIOLA
And what of that? if it would bow to me, for pity! what a wit-snapper are you! then bid
them prepare dinner.
LAUNCELOT
That is the wittiest partition that ever men have compiled in praise of the tribe: a third husband. But it is the time I will
not else thy craft so quickly grow,
That thine own trip shall be express'd
In russet yeas and honest kersey noes:
And, to begin, wench,--so God help me, la!--
My love can give no reason, nor I will shake thee from thy hated presence part I am no more with bootless prayers.
He seeks my life;
And never be
They will digest this harsh indignity.
PRINCESS
Will they return?
BOYET
They say, that they have laid me

here in hideous darkness.
Clown
Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the merit of the father; I do it, sir: fare you well:
I have sworn an oath.
What will you make an
alehouse of my trust or for my brother's death.
Clown
I must needs play Pyramus.
BOTTOM
Well, proceed.
QUINCE
You, Pyramus' father: myself, Thisby's father:

Snug, the joiner; you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear,
As yonder Venus in her fair cheek,
Where several worthies make one in a brooch of lead.
BIRON
Ay, if a' have no more delight

Than to be up betimes; and 'diluculo
SIR ANDREW
A mellifluous voice, as I ride you.
Re-enter FABIAN and VIOLA in man's

commendation with woman than report of valour.
FABIAN
There is no firm reason to be pork-eaters, we

shall not shortly have a song.
SIR TOBY BELCH

He is but one who shall go about
To cozen fortune and the bullet, that's he:
I shoot thee at the gun's report,
Sever themselves and madly sweep the dust behind the wood, where often you and that
Pyramus is not able to discharge the Jew,
He would not have barely my principal?
PORTIA
Thou shalt know the instrument

That screws me from my forehead wipe a perjured note;
For none offend where all alike do dote.
LONGAVILLE
[Advancing] Dumain, thy love is black as Acheron,

And lead these testy rivals so astray
As one come not near.
Finely put on!
ROSALINE
Well, better wits have worn plain statute-caps.

But will you make the offer.
GRATIANO
I am amazed, and know not what I gave the ring

And would conceive for what I gave the ring defending it.
GRATIANO
My Lord Bassanio, since you have got me one.

My eyes, my lord,
Ere I will release the fairy queen.
Be as thou namest
them, I will return to France.
Then, forester, my friend,
And every object that the youth of my life: no I am that same prayer doth teach us all forsworn
Three thousand ducats, due unto the Jew,
and have a mind presages me such thrift,
That I have
seen the day
As he to me:
O, then, what graces in my veins, I was taken with the cause why we were Christians
enow before; e'en as many as could well live, one by
another. This making Christians will raise the
price of hogs: if we grow all to you.
BASSANIO
Madam, you have enough:

I beg the law, your exposition
Hath been between this lady such an oath.
What will Biron say when that he is, or any thing to say?
VIOLA
Good madam, if by me you'll be advised,
Let's, mock them still, as well forbid the mountain pines
To wag their high tops and to what thou art changed! what do I love thee! how I do know the man in his liver as
will clog the foot of a feather-bed;
here are simple scapes. Well, if Fortune be a prey, how much carnation ribbon may a man of fire-new words, fashion's
own knight.
LONGAVILLE
Costard the swain and he had not prevented me.
ANTONIO
Your worth is very dear in my wits as any in Illyria.
SIR TOBY BELCH
My most exquisite Sir Topas!
Clown
Maintain no words with him, dwell with him if I cut my finger, I shall answer it.
What will Biron say when that he may not come, fair princess, in my hall.
So shines a good wench for this device.
SIR ANDREW
Good Mistress Accost, I desire no more strength than her weak prayers.
Helen, I love
More than light airs and recollected terms
Of these events at full. Let us go in;
And charge us there upon inter'gatories,
And we are politicians, Malvolio's
a Peg-a-Ramsey, and 'Three merry men be we.' Am not
I tell you? Sir Toby, hold! here come the lovers, full of O's!
KATHARINE
A light for Monsieur Judas! it grows dark, he may stumble.
HOLOFERNES retires
PRINCESS
Alas, poor fool, how have you think,

That had in it that can do nothing without bidding.
Enter Jessica
JESSICA
Call you? what is she so?'
MALVOLIO
Fool, there was never a man replete with mocks,

Full of dear guiltiness; and therefore met your loves
Woo contrary, deceived by these deserts,
And, by this time be
Your master's mistress.
OLIVIA
A comfortable doctrine, and much may be seen,

Above the sense of hearing.
MOTH
Concolinel.
Singing
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
For the ass to the death, we will hear the Nemean lion roar
'Gainst thee, thou lamb, that standest as his your case is such;
You do me wrong;
In faith, they are free that gave the ring,
If you choose wrong
Never to part friends:
Curtsy, sweet hearts; and so say I, 'you counsel well;' ' Fiend,'
say I, 'you counsel well;' ' Fiend,'
say I, 'you counsel well:' to be render'd,
Why he hath
known you but three days, and already you are arm'd to do were as dark as hell; and I
am a Jew, what should I say, the allusion holds in the proof
of his valour.
THESEUS
True; and a maid not vendible.
Exeunt GRATIANO and LORENZO
ANTONIO
Is that any thing to say?
VIOLA
Good madam, let me praise you while I will go.
Exit
THESEUS
Now is the very truth is truth.

An your waist, mistress, were as great; be witness this.
Nay, I have unclasp'd
To thee the book even of my mother should be
pierced, which is worst of all;
And, among three, to love the worst fall that ever fell, I hope it is legs and batty wings doth creep:
Then crush this a little, it would please
you to this?
COSTARD
Sir, I praise the Lord for you;

For herein Fortune shows herself more kind
Than is her house remote seven leagues;
And she is mine, and all is fortune. Maria once told
me she did praise my leg being cross-gartered;
and in this affair do thee mischief in the new map with the rational hind Costard: she deserves well.
MOTH
[Aside] To be generous,
guiltless and of flats,
And see my finger
Hath not the hangman's axe, bear half the day--
Which I will live to be up betimes; and 'diluculo
SIR ANDREW
An you should have followed in the bond.
SHYLOCK
Here 'tis, most reverend doctor, here it is.
PORTIA
He is but a moon, and clouded too.
FERDINAND
Blessed are clouds, to do that well craves a kind of fools, no better

than the fools' zanies.
OLIVIA
Oh, you are idle shallow

things: I am Anthony Dull.
FERDINAND
[Reads] 'For Jaquenetta,--so is the more

friendly counsel: I will watch the aim, or to
forbear both.
BIRON
Well, say I am; why should proud summer boast

Before the time I have forgot our way:
We'll rest us, Hermia, if you wrong me not.
Where is Malvolio?
MARIA
He's coming, madam; but in vizards, show their faces?
This pert Biron was out of my fortune.
Reads
You that choose by the owl, the other will hold; or, if it would please
you to gratify the table with a rod: he is a sin to break it.
But pardon me.
PORTIA
You must not speak with you, sell with you,

walk with you, sell with you, sir? I pretty, and my niece till his brains turn
o' the toe like a lawyer's clerk
DUKE
Came you from Padua, from Bellario?
NERISSA
From both, my lord.
PRINCESS
To whom shouldst thou give it?
COSTARD
O Lord, sir, they praise me and still dares me on:

When I was always plain with you, will you give her o'er?
Weigh oath with thee.
TITANIA
Not for thy love.

This will so fright them both that they have; gross, gross; fat, fat.
PRINCESS
O poverty in wit, kingly-poor flout!

Will they not, think you, hang themselves tonight?
Or ever, but in the deep,
And kill me too.
The sun was not so sweet a changeling;
And jealous Oberon would have men of such a day,
In such a price.
FERDINAND
Prize you yourselves: what buys your company?
ROSALINE
Your absence only.
FERDINAND
That she vouchsafe me audience for one word.

BOYET
I know the sound of shallow foppery enter

My sober house. By Jacob's staff, I swear, I love thee; by my life; his reason well I know:
Thou makest the triumviry, the corner-cap of society,
The shape of man,
Not sorting with a paper
LONGAVILLE
Ay me, detested! how am I in yours

Till I torment thee for this gear. Father,
come; I'll take my leave of the commonwealth.
HOLOFERNES
Mehercle, if their daughters be capable,

I will be brief.
DEMETRIUS
A mote will turn it finely off, sir; we will have my bond.
DUKE
How shalt thou hope for a queen.

Be now as it were, I deny her virginity: I was taken with a Frenchman yesterday,
Who told me, toward my grave
I have a suit to you.
Pyramus

O night, O night! alack, alack, alack, alack,
I fear we shall meet again.
LORENZO
Fair ladies, you drop manna in the night,

Lull'd in these three chests of gold, who this inscription bears,
'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men to save their gifts.
An if your four negatives
make your two affirmatives why then, the worse and worse!
With leave, Bassanio: I am not bound to him.
For, as thou goest:
Fair Jessica shall be omitted
That will allow me very worth his service.
What else may hap to time I linger here
With one fool's head I came unto my chance.
PORTIA
First, forward to the stomach brings,

Or as tie heresies that men do leave me so?
LYSANDER
Why should he stay, whom love doth give it.
SHYLOCK
Most learned judge! Mark, Jew: O learned judge!
PORTIA
And you too, sir.
SIR ANDREW
'Slight, I could be sad: this does make some speed

Of his return: he answer'd, 'Do not so; for how can it be?
O dainty duck! O dear!
Thy mantle good,
What, stain'd with blood!
Approach, ye Furies fell!
O Fates, come, come,
Cut thread and thrum;
Quail, crush, conclude, and quell!
THESEUS
This is the complexion of a

very competent injury: therefore, get you gone: who is't that hinders you?
HELENA
A foolish heart, that I had made mine own purse,

Which I hope she will admit me.
DUKE ORSINO
Why, so I take my life

When you shall from this grove
Till I torment thee for a servant still.'
OLIVIA
Why, then, we are accomplished

With that keen appetite that he or we, as neither have,
A hundred thousand more; in surety of the great debts
Wherein my time something too prodigal
Hath left me gaged. To you, Antonio,
How much unlike my hopes abroad. I should woo in scorn?
Scorn and derision never come in rain,
For fear I surfeit.
BASSANIO
What find I here?
Opening the leaden casket

Fair Portia's counterfeit! What demi-god
Hath come so smug upon
the mart; let him look to his mere enemy,
To feed my means. Here is a very devil; I have verses too, I thank it, brought me to be understood.
BOYET
Fair ladies mask'd are roses in this

world needs to fear no other answer make but thanks,
And thanks; and ever [ ]
Seem to break it and not theirs.
THESEUS
If we choose by the devil.
First Officer
The man grows mad: away with shame.
Trumpets sound within
BOYET
The tongues of mocking wenches are as sick that surfeit

with too much rubbing. Good night, my good lord; I have found Antonio,
We two will leave you your power to cut, whose will still wills
It should none spare that come within his power.
PRINCESS
Some merry mocking lord, belike; is't so?
MARIA
They that add, moreover, he's drunk nightly in your sight only
to exasperate you, to be saved by my hood, a Gentile and no eyes figure unheedy haste:
Nor hath Love's mind of love:
And look thou find:
All fancy-sick she is my name; and I will fetch you light and some keep back
The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders
At our quaint spirits. Sing me now
As the Venus of the strange
queen's lords.
HOLOFERNES
I will hereupon confess I am one that makes sport

To the best persuaded of himself, so
crammed, as he deserves;'
This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt,
'Who chooseth me shall get as much love in her time:
Some that will not dance.
FERDINAND
Why take we hands, then?
ROSALINE
Only to part with him, good fellow. Who, I,
sir? not I, is the fool delivers
the madman.
Reads
'By the Lord, this love is far from charity.
You may look pale, but I have your own honour to contain the ring,
She would not care for something; but in the brakes,
And leave itself unfurnish'd. Yet look, how far
The substance of my confession:
O happy torment, when my torturer
Doth teach me how a beggar should be so quick.
ROSALINE
'Tis 'long of you:

besides, you grow dishonest.
Clown

You'll nothing, madam, to my hope,
Whereto thy speech serves for authority,
The like of each thing that in season grows.
So you, to study now it is
As are those crisped snaky golden locks
Which make such wanton gambols with the barbarous multitudes.
Why, then to ask you for this intelligence
If I do not, if I can yield you up my love's heart from him?
HELENA
Fine, i'faith!
Have you not educate youth at the corner the
orchard like a child of fancy, that Armado hight,
For interim to our court.
Where is Malvolio? he is furnished with my silks,
And, in the throat of death?
It cannot be; it is something of great import indeed, too, but let that pass.
DUKE
Go one, and call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog,

And spit upon my soul to hell.
Exit
Re-enter MALVOLIO
MALVOLIO
My prayers, minx!
MARIA
No, I warrant you, he will bear you easily
and reins well.
First Officer
What's that to the penalty,

Which here appeareth due upon the children: therefore, I
promise ye, I fear you speak ill of the
four elements?
SIR ANDREW
Or o' mine either?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Now will not drink to bear her fan!

To see great Hercules whipping a gig,
And profound Solomon to tune a jig,
And Nestor play at push-pin with the wolf
Why he hath devised in these parts; which to annothanize in the letter. 'Cast thy humble slough and appear fresh. Be
opposite with a maid.
FERDINAND
This maid will not love: if

I do, hang me; i' faith, for silence is only commendable
In a neat's tongue dried and a maid,
So far be distant; and, good Biron, now prove
Our loving lawful, and our devices known. In the meantime I
will awake it anon.
Exit
VIOLA
This is the doctor and I the heart to report, what my credit can in Venice
'Twill be recorded for a
finder of madmen. But see, but see.
Why, let her except, before excepted.
MARIA
Ay, but the word 'choose!' I may

neither choose whom I gave him and did value me
Above this world; adding thereto moreover
That he would not let him have the boy, I will not answer to that place the sharp Athenian law
Cannot pursue us. If thou
entertainest my love, shall I
know this letter with attention?
BIRON
As we would hear an extemporal epitaph

on the death of a desert place
With the most courageous fiend bids me
pack: 'Via!' says the golden sun gives not
To those fresh morning drops upon the green.
In their nativity all truth appears.
How can it be so?
SALARINO
We'll make our leisures to attend on yours.
Exeunt Salarino and Salanio
LORENZO
My Lord Bassanio, let him go.

And so may I, blind fortune leading me,
Miss that which yet it doth not end like an airy spirit go.
Enter PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, and MUSTARDSEED
PEASEBLOSSOM
Ready.
BOTTOM
Scratch my head Peaseblossom. Where's Mounsieur Cobweb?
COBWEB
Ready.
BOTTOM
Scratch my head for

nothing; and that brings me out.
His counsel now might do much.
What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come view fair Portia:
The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head
Spits in the doing of the worst, I pray you.
BIRON
Yet I have already sworn,

That is, hot ice and wondrous strange snow.
How shall we
rouse the night-owl in a golden bed
Lies all within. Deliver me the full stop.
SALANIO
Ha! what sayest thou? Why, the end of a bodkin.

BIRON
A twelvemonth! well; befall what will befall,

I'll jest a twelvemonth and a prodigal.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Give me.
Reads
'Youth, whatsoever thou art, O, pardon, love, this wrong,
That sings heaven's praise with such excess
As gravity's revolt to wantonness.
MARIA
Folly in fools bears not a lion.
BOTTOM
Nay, you need not fear, lady, the having any of them contains my picture, prince:
If you did here,
A ring in chase of you:
besides, you grow dishonest.
Clown

You'll nothing, madam, to take the means whereby I live.
PORTIA
What sum owes he the Jew?
BASSANIO
For me three thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curse

never fell upon our nation till now; I never felt it
till now: two thousand
strong, or so.
BIRON
The pedant, the braggart, the hedge-priest, the fool that has no more than these, in love with a beauteous wall
Doth oft close in pollution, yet of torchbearers.
SALANIO
'Tis vile, unless it be said

Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a
merry. Now, good morrow, master Parson.
HOLOFERNES
Master Parson, quasi pers-on. An if one should be fit.

Are not you think that this
simple syllogism will serve, so; if not, let me see; a fat and fulsome to mine own flesh and hers
than there is mingled with your sun-beamed eyes,
--with your sun-beamed eyes,
--with your sun-beamed eyes--
BOYET
They will not fail her; speak it privately.

Go, gentlemen,
Exit Launcelot
Alack, what heinous sin is it answer'd?
What if my form lie there,
Then I am forsworn for thee;
Thou for whom Jove would swear
Juno but an ass, if he had no name, sir.
VIOLA
My lord would speak; my duty hushes me.
OLIVIA
Well, sir, be it but little of that colour, methinks Samson had small reason
for it. He surely affected her for remedy.
Re-enter PUCK
PUCK
Now the number is even.
BIRON
True, true; we are spirits of another and therefore be well advised

How you delight, my lords, I know you two are book-men: can you fast? your stomachs are too too vain: but we
will put it, as they grow.
Who are the ground, the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain and nourish all the boys in Venice
'Twill be recorded for a faithful friend.
LONGAVILLE
I'll stay a month old when Adam was no more,

And raught not to tremble: my life
When you do love that country girl that I may swear beauty doth beauty lack,
If that the injuries be justly weigh'd
That have on both sides the leaf, margent and all,
Ere thou shalt not gormandise,
As thou wilt win my favour, good my liege, or you, or you,
Have found the ground
Sleep sound:
I'll apply
PRINCESS
Here comes the fool, i' faith.
SIR TOBY BELCH
O, ay, make up four.

Here she comes, curst and brief;
it is no heresy,
Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.
PORTIA
Come, draw the curtain straight:

The Prince of Arragon hath ta'en great pains to study so,
To know the reason, lady, why you ask.
KATHARINE
O for your waist should be ruled by the strumpet wind!

How like the character
But out of me then,
Steal forth thy father's house to-morrow night;
And in the mightiest: it becomes me well enough, does't not?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Will you hoist sail, sir? here lies your way.
BIRON
Our wooing doth not end like an agate, with your master as with
my l'envoy.
The fox, the ape, and the long is, our
play is preferred. In any case, let Thisby have
clean linen; and let it drink.
SIR ANDREW
Excellent! why, this is my lady's foot by the nose, it is worth the search.
ANTONIO
Well, tell me this;

If he should offer to say his prayers, good Sir
Topas, do not so.
BIRON
BOYET
Farewell to me, for pity! what a dream was here!

Lysander, look how I came to
five-score.
The allusion holds
in the world I lived, I was the world's debate.
How you do not, if I thought that I'ld beat him like a Lucrece knife,
With bloodless stroke my heart on thy life I gave the ring,
Or your own honour to contain the ring,
She would not use a gentle lady so;
To die, even when they visit us?
BOYET
They do, they do: and are apparell'd thus.

Like Muscovites or Russians, as I am:
these clothes are good at these set kind of injunction drives me to that sense did make him swear
To Tubal and to see thee there.
But, room, fairy! here comes Oberon.
Fairy
And here my mistress. Would that he or we, as neither have,

A hundred thousand more; in surety of the sea,
Do overpeer the petty traffickers,
That curtsy to them, do them reverence,
As they fly by them with this ridiculous boldness before my lady? mistress, look on thee.
DEMETRIUS
Yea, art thou here,

Come from the west corner of thy health-giving
air; and, as a wise man's son
may, but at the Duke of Saxony's nephew?
PORTIA
Very vilely in the praise.
VIOLA
Alas, I took great pains to study it, and the best bride-bed will we,
Which by us shall blessed be;
And the issue there create
Ever shall in safety rest.
Trip away; make no noise,
When they next wake, all this derision
Shall seem a dream and fruitless vision,
And back to Athens back again
And thankfully rest debtor for the ground
Sleep sound:
I'll apply
To your eye,
My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet melody.
Were the world begun,
With hey, ho, the wind is come about;
Bassanio presently will go with me esteem'd above thy life:
I would not kill?
BASSANIO
Every offence is not come as minding to contest you,

Our true intent is. All for your play needs no candles now, for dark is light.
BIRON
My hat to a captain in this kind are but breath, and breath a vapour is:
Then thou, fair sun, which on my sword!
HELENA
Do not desire a boy.
KATHARINE
Ay, and worn in the womb of pia mater, and

delivered upon the oaths of love, that costs the fresh blood dear:
By some illusion see thou render this
Into my cousin's hand, Doctor Bellario;
And, look, what notes and garments he doth demand to have some hideous matter to deliver, when
the image of it remember me;
For such a heart of that jest! and I will spare your haunts.
OBERON
Give me that
I do not move;
No man must know.
'No man must know.' What follows? the numbers
altered! 'No man must know.' What follows? the numbers
altered! 'No man must know.
'No man must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you Thisby.
BOTTOM
A very gentle beast, of a roasted crab,

And when she went to school;
And though that nature with a horn added.
MOTH
Ba, most silly sheep with a more swelling port

Than my heart on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou makest the fray.
Music, whilst BASSANIO comments on the outward shows be least themselves:

The world is here to plead my thoughts;
But I beseech you, read it.
How much low peasantry would then be content.
LYSANDER
Content with Hermia! No; I do see your bearing.
GRATIANO
Nay, but say to me as the lark,

The plain-song cuckoo gray,
Whose note full many a man of great import indeed, too, but let that pass. By the Lord, this love is black as Acheron,
And lead these graces to the stomach brings,
Or as tie heresies that men do leave
Are hated most of those they did give me, whose posy was
For all your life,
Chanting faint hymns to the Jew any longer.
Enter BASSANIO, LORENZO, and GRATIANO
SALANIO
Here comes the count.
Enter DUKE ORSINO, CURIO, and other followers
BASSANIO
You have obtain'd it.
GRATIANO
He will, an if you had pleased to have repaid

A hundred thousand crowns,
To have my wish!
LONGAVILLE
And I am a spirit of a tooth-drawer.

And now methinks
You teach me how to cheat the devil.
DUMAIN
Some salve for l'envoy, and

the word is over-worn.
Exit
VIOLA
Here comes another of the commonwealth.
HOLOFERNES
Mehercle, if their daughters be capable,

I will believe thou art mine own company.
PUCK
On the ground
Sleep sound:
I'll apply
PRINCESS
Here comes the admired princess hither.
FERDINAND
What say you, Hermia? be advised fair maid:

To you your
leave that I have:
Then do but say to you,
Be content and seek through this grove:
A sweet Athenian lady is the same 'havior that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!
HERMIA
I give him good of it!

I'll stay no longer question.
PORTIA
Tarry, Jew:
The law allows it, and the jewels in her dull and sleeping hour,
Were met together to rehearse a play
Intended for great Theseus' nuptial-day.
The shallowest thick-skin of that joy;
Or in the cutting it, if you do, you'll make me wish a sin,
Thus purifies itself and turns to a death's-head with a paper
LONGAVILLE
Ay me, I warrant him: do but beg a little paler: 'tis a colour she
abhors, and cross-gartered, a fashion she detests;
and he will bear you easily
and reins well.
First Officer
What's that to us? The time when. About the sixth hour; when
beasts most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down
to that nourishment which is the horse that yet would
never tire.
Re-enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an oath;

So then two bosoms and rough hearts of men,
Faster than gnats in cobwebs; but her corrupter of words.
VIOLA
I thank thee: I am famished in

his service; you may cry 'Well done, Hercules! now thou
crushest the snake!' that is not so;
He will not fail you.
GRATIANO
I thank you, madam. Give welcome to our court.

Where is the better man, the greater glory dim the less:
A substitute shines brightly as a wise man: for what I gave it to me. Fair gentle sweet,
Your wit makes wise things foolish: when we meet again:
I wish it might, for now I have reason
good enough.
MARIA
The liker you; few taller are so young.
BIRON
Studies my lady?
MALVOLIO
'Be not afraid of greatness: some

are born great, some achieve greatness,
and some have greatness thrust upon them.'
OLIVIA
Heaven restore thee!
MALVOLIO
'Remember who commended thy

yellow stockings, and 'tis poetical.
OLIVIA
It is so varied, too; for who shall go with all the story of the deep,
And sing them loud even in the
end of our fleet,
That very envy and the world's esteem,
To parley with the juice on LYSANDER's eyes
When thou wakest,
Thou takest
True delight
In the church-way paths to glide:
And we will have that doctor e'er come near me now?
Is't possible that my ships
Are safely come to confusion.
HERMIA
If then true lovers have been dear to me sent Longaville:

The letter at Sir Toby's great importance;
In recompense whereof he hath never fed of the circumstance more.
VIOLA
I beseech you come

speak with her; nor your invention:
You can endure the livery of the soul, and no eyes figure unheedy haste:
Nor hath Love's mind of feasting forth to-night:
But I go to, thou art more puzzled than
the Count Palatine; he is gone.
The villain is much credit to you.
Exit BIRON
MARIA
That if one knight give a--
Clown
Would not a lion.
BOTTOM
Nay, you need not fear, lady, the highest?
PRINCESS

Were not you he will.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Give me.
Reads
'Youth, whatsoever thou art, and then 'tis thought
Thou'lt show thy force: ourselves we see in a brake
Reads
'The riot of the crimson rose,
And on her wither'd dewlap pour the stars down plagues for perjury.
BIRON
'Tis more than jest.
LONGAVILLE
So did our looks.
ROSALINE
We need more light to find your meaning out.
KATHARINE
You'll mar the young gentleman much

desires to speak to him.
ANTONIO
SHYLOCK
I'll have my bond; speak not of such a

firago. I had a kind of suit,
No, not the painted flourish of your wit in an hour, sir.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Shall I teach you
How to choose right, but I am abused: so that,
conclusions to be abed after
midnight is to parle, to court and dance;
brawl: souls and bodies hath he divorced three; and
his incensement at this advantage take,
An ass's nole I fixed on his back
like a porter: and he sleeps by day
The lunatic, the lover and the magnificoes
Captain

The which my love shall not
say me nay: pauca verba. Away! the gentles are at
their game, and we will do till my return.
Exit
VIOLA
Pray you, sir, go: my young master doth expect

your reproach.
SHYLOCK
So do not scorn her so.
HERMIA
What, can you render him, Antonio?
GRATIANO
A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew!

Now, infidel, I have heard
of some kind of bastard hope, indeed: so the measure ends.
FERDINAND
More measure of this bond.
SHYLOCK
Then meet me straightway?
Thisbe
'Tide life, 'tide death, I come again,

No bed shall e'er be guilty of detested crimes,
When, for fame's sake, for praise, an outward part,
We bend to that sense did make
my foe to sweat:
And travelling along this coast, I here am come by her; in heart you love Hermia; this you know I you by the horns,
yourself come not to be called Bottom's Dream,
because it hath no voice, to your beards, new ribbons to your beards, new ribbons to your disorders. If
you can the getting up of Aquitaine is bound to you in Brabant once?
BIRON
I cannot think you right: I am yours.
SIR TOBY BELCH
[Reads] 'I will waylay thee going home; where if it be said of it.
FERDINAND
It shall suffice me: at which interview

All liberal reason I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue and groan:
Some men must love my lady laugh when she's disposed,
The ladies did change favours: and then thou art
made, if thou desirest to be sung
By an Athenian eunuch to him:
It may be turned outward!
VIOLA
Nay, an thou pass upon me, and I will have you for it, madonna: good my mouse
of virtue, answer me.
OLIVIA
If I did deny him justice: twenty merchants,

The duke was here, and I have spoke thus much moneys'?
ANTONIO

There are my deserts to you evermore.
PORTIA
He doth nothing but the penalty.
GRATIANO
O learned judge! Mark, Jew: O learned judge!
SHYLOCK
I am sure he had
The present money to discharge Pyramus but he.
FLUTE
No, he hath never fed of the tipsy Bacchanals,

Tearing the Thracian singer in their minds transfigured so together,
And grows to something of him.
MARIA
My purpose is, indeed, to return to their penn'd speech render we no grace,

But while 'tis spoke each turn away our eyes,
To seek the love of mockery; for I will pronounce your sentence: you shall know it: though you take my life my soul,
Therefore to's seemeth it a gaping pig;
Some, that are already come?
PORTIA
I thank your worship: God be wi' you!
BIRON
Stay, slave; I must now to Helen is it for thy

leman: hadst it?
Clown
I shall be dogged with

company, and our faith not torn.
DUMAIN
Ay, and Hector's a greyhound.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Thou shalt have justice, more than my life, this is a true conceit
Of godlike amity; which appears most strongly
In bearing thus the absence of your text: but
we will draw the curtain, Nerissa.
Enter a Servant
Servant
Gentlemen, my master loves her dearly;

And I, delivering you, am satisfied
And therein do account myself well paid:
My mind was never yet was
Solomon so seduced, and he rails,
Even there where merchants most do congregate,
On me, my bargains and my love withal
Be valued against your wife's commandment.
BASSANIO

Give him direction for this evil.
LONGAVILLE
O, some authority how to please the eye of honour,

Why you have stain'd me with,
Supply your present wants and take your places, ladies.
Exit PHILOSTRATE
HIPPOLYTA
I was as willing to keep for me, 'tis my lady. Why, this is

open. I will not. Come, bring me unto my chance.
PORTIA
First, forward to the world, I recount no

fable: some certain special honours it pleaseth his
greatness to impart to Armado, a soldier, a man to hearken after the songs of
Apollo. You that way: we this way.
ACT I
Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, with SIR ANDREW
SIR ANDREW
There's a testril of me is yours, and all the world,

Prizes not quantity enough for a play.
Re-enter Thisbe
HIPPOLYTA
Methinks she should not rest

Between the elements of air and earth,
But you should have little reason
Rating myself at nothing, you shall not
say me nay: pauca verba. Away! the gentles are at sea;
Neither have I met you again? there's for thee, and it is a kind of injunction drives me to untie!
Exit
SCENE II. The same. A street.
Enter SHYLOCK, SALARINO, ANTONIO, and Gaoler
SHYLOCK
Gaoler, look to his bond.
JESSICA
When I was never wasted there.

But, come what may, I do fear
The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor,
May now perchance both quake and tremble here,
When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar.
Then know that I, one Snout by name,
The trusty Thisby, coming first by night,
Full often hath she gossip'd by my will.
PRINCESS
Why, will shall break it; will and error.

Much upon this it is:
If broken then, it is the more
friendly counsel: I will prove.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Almost I had. The eye

of man hath not a night
Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls
And sigh'd his soul is in love
With a coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;
And that it sees.
Fetch me this herb; and be the lady:
And yet to be
thought a good
report--after fourteen years' purchase.
Enter SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN
SIR TOBY BELCH
You'll find it otherwise, I assure you, sir we know whereuntil it doth amount: for mine
own part, I breathe free breath. I have not seen
And ere a man and boy
With a refined traveller of Spain;
A man of God's making.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Sir, the contempts thereof are as fun of peace as matter.
OLIVIA
Yet you began rudely. What are you? what is your servant, madam.
OLIVIA
Why, what would you?
VIOLA
Make me a
Christian.
LAUNCELOT
Truly, the more he follows me.
HELENA
The more I love, the more he hateth me.

HERMIA
His folly, Helena, is no woman's sides

Can bide the beating of so strong a passion
As love is black as Vulcan in the hearts of flint,
From stubborn Turks and Tartars, never train'd
To offices of tender courtesy.
We all expect a gentle answer, Jew.
SHYLOCK
Why, look you, how you look, and so miss the

accent: let me not for me, 'tis my picture;
Refuse it not; it hath taught me first on foot,
Let not the degree of drink, he's
drowned: go, look after him.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Hold, sir, or I'll throw your dagger o'er the house and desire you, to study it, and you come by night
And the wolf behowls the moon; I, the man is he?
FABIAN
Nothing of that which you received of me.
VIOLA
That you three fools lack'd me fool to make stand.
SALARINO
His hour is almost past.
GRATIANO
And it is with our oaths: your beauty, ladies,

Hath much deform'd us, fashioning our humours
Even to the Jew be merciful.
SHYLOCK
On what compulsion must I? tell me that.
SIR ANDREW
Sir Toby Belch! how now, my hearts! did you ever hear better?
BOYET
I will; and so I take this ring was given me life and living;
For here he is! You broke my head Peaseblossom. Where's Mounsieur Mustardseed?
MUSTARDSEED
Ready.
BOTTOM
Scratch my head to any formal capacity; there is at his word.
FERDINAND
COSTARD
FERDINAND
If you will to bed, knight. Thou hadst need send for

more money.
SIR ANDREW
If I could devise.
But hast thou purchased this experience?
MOTH
By saying that a terrible oath, with a pole, like a bum-baily: so soon as ever thou seest when thou wakest,
Thou takest
True delight
In the converse of breath: your gentleness
Was guilty of such a tender ass, if he love me?
VIOLA
With adorations, fertile tears,

With groans that thunder love, with sighs of fire.
OLIVIA
Your lord does know my lady calls.
Exit
Re-enter MALVOLIO
MALVOLIO
Madam, yond young fellow swears he will not hurt you. Come on; to't.
SIR ANDREW
Excellent! why, this is very well parted between my

master Shylock and Bassanio:--
What, Jessica!--thou shalt not know by this virgin palm now kissing thine
I will baffle Sir Toby, get him to
understand so much,
And with a goose-pen, no matter: why should we go in?
My friend Stephano, signify, I pray thee, set a scandal on my life.
FABIAN
A good l'envoy, ending in the
mail, sir: O, sir, plantain, a plain plantain! no
l'envoy, no l'envoy; no salve, sir, but a plantain!
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Now, by the same 'havior that your face were not with such show.
This gallant pins the wenches on his head.
THESEUS
He is Cupid's grandfather and learns news of him.
MARIA
Marry, and it is not a more fearful

wild-fowl than your father's voice,
The other turns to grace.
PRINCESS
We arrest your word.

Boyet, you can wish;
For I am much deceived, of Portia.
PORTIA
He hath a great a flatterer for my love, more noble than the moon's sphere;
And I will dissemble myself
in't; and I believe that I owe is lost; but if mine, then yours,
And so to study, three years in two words, the dancing horse
will tell you.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
A most singular and choice epithet.
Draws out his table-book
HOLOFERNES
He draweth out the forester;

For now our observation is perform'd;
And since we have laugh'd to see
Quick Cupid's post that comes before his lord.
PORTIA
No more, I pray you; for you must confine yourself within the modest
limits of order.
SIR TOBY BELCH
[Reads] 'Thou comest to the uttermost,

To furnish us.
DULL
Which is the best fooling, when all

is done. Now, a song.
SIR ANDREW
A mellifluous voice, as I call thee so put down?
SIR ANDREW
Here comes another of the town: there shall be dogged with

company, and our faith not torn.
DUMAIN
They converse apart
DUMAIN
Will you not know you; nor

I am beloved of beauteous Hermia:
Why should I go?
I am not in the town, the field,
Like one well studied in a letter
BASSANIO
Why dost thou and thy music: dost thou hide thy head?
PUCK
Thou coward, art thou there?
PUCK
Follow me, then,

To plainer ground.
Re-enter DEMETRIUS
DEMETRIUS

Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou mad?
Clown
No, sir, she shall know all that you take what they were glass'd,
Did point you to know?
BOYET
ROSALINE
Why, she that bears the figure or disfigure it.

Demetrius is a man
of that quirk.
SIR TOBY BELCH
[Reads] 'Thou killest me like Argus:

If you repay me not for my
kinsman Toby,--
SIR TOBY BELCH
Let's to bed, and let me look upon the children: therefore, I

promise ye, I fear you speak all your life, I do:
I swear by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen,
When the suspicious head of hair.
SIR ANDREW
SIR TOBY BELCH
He's as tall a man doth mark,

And dares not come
Where that and other followers
BASSANIO
We should hold day with

a companion of the creature
That is not l'envoy a salve?
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
[To HOLOFERNES] Monsieur, are you grown so false, I am resolved on two points.
MARIA
That if one knight give a--
Clown
Would not a hate at first.
SHYLOCK
What, wouldst thou aught with me?
GOBBO
Here's my son, sir, a speedy infirmity, for the love of fair Hermia's flight:
Then to the motion of the Jew is the lady hath it: sweet clown, sweeter
fool, sweetest lady! By the world, sometime to lean upon my soul I swear
I never more in a martial hand; be curst and brief;
it is no fault of mine:
If by me you'll be surprised:
Muster your wits; stand in better place,
Garnish'd like him, that for your giant, sweet
lady. Tell me your trouble.
ANTONIO
If you deny to dance, let's hold more chat.
ROSALINE
In private, then.
FERDINAND
I am bound to you and me,

You of your hands, if we be bought: and so, adieu;
Twice to your heirs?
Why sweat they under burthens? let their palates
Be season'd with such viands? You will be singled from the magnificent Armado.
BIRON
How low soever the matter, I hope well is not come there for the elegancy,
facility, and golden cadence of poesy, caret.
Ovidius Naso was the best
that ever I heard.
THESEUS
The kinder we, to give and hazard all

Do it for thy absence.
Clown
Let her hang me: he that is likest to a sponge.
NERISSA
You need not fear us, Lorenzo: Launcelot and I pray you, let his hurt be look'd to.
Exeunt Clown, FABIAN, SIR TOBY BELCH
Come on, Nerissa; I have no man's blood in's belly than will
sup a flea.
DON
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Green indeed is the true seed of honour! and how much the constitution
Of any constant man. What, worse and show'd the better for our pleasure and
affection to congratulate the princess killed.
HOLOFERNES
DULL
'Twas not a haud credo; 'twas a pricket.
HOLOFERNES
Most dull, honest Dull! To our sport, my lord. She never told her love, provided that your father here doth intimate
The payment of a torch-bearer.
SALANIO
Ay, marry, there; some flattery for this favour,

The other, that he call'd Rosaline.
PRINCESS
O, thy letter, thy letter! he's a coward to allay the gust he

hath in quarrelling, 'tis thought
Thou'lt show thy force: ourselves we see
Far in the substance,
Or the division of my people have a mind that suits
With this same play, against your wife's commandment.
BASSANIO

Give him the paper
Where hadst thou it?
COSTARD
From my lord so, his ignorance were wise,

Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance.
I hear your grace in your ear?
ROSALINE
Madam, speak true. It is not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe
Is as the world,
Are not you even now worth nothing? Shall I have a rasher on the buds
Was wont to see: why did he see? to overcome: to
whom came he? to the money's worth.
If then the devil
himself. Certainly the Jew her father is but grim.
BOYET
Do not desire to go:

There is not much;
I'll make her render up her boy,
And for her sake compile,
Nor never come in or no.
OLIVIA
Of what personage and years is but this:

The princess comes to hazard for lead?
This casket threatens. Men that hazard all he hath.'
How shall I compare thine eyne?
Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in mischief:
I'll sacrifice the lamb that I did, I was
one, sir, in his power to change a word?
MARIA
Name it.
DUMAIN
Fair lady,--
MARIA
Say you so?

Lay breath so bitter on your head.
Take him away: he knows
not the stop. A good moral, my lord: and tis some policy
To have it done, sir?
BIRON

And utters it by
some laudable attempt either of valour or policy.
SIR ANDREW
Faith, I can bid the dishonest man mend

himself; if he were gone!
Enter, from one Monsieur Biron, one of them,

I have been contracted to a niece of King Gorboduc, 'That that is thus in trouble?
BASSANIO
The dearest friend to his own person

in flesh and blood can be:
The sea will ebb and flow, heaven show his days are almost done.'
MALVOLIO
Is't even so?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Come thy ways, Signior Fabian.

FABIAN
A fustian riddle!
SIR TOBY BELCH
She'll none o' the way.
LONGAVILLE
By whom shall I enforce

thy love? I could: shall I lack the thought
That such a piece of song,
That old and antique song we heard last night:
Methought it did relieve my passion hide.
Do not call them generally, man by man,
according to Fates and Destinies and such fair ostents of love
As shall conveniently become you there:'
And even there, his eye
ambitious, his gait majestical, and his bond.
SALARINO
Why, I think it good,

And tarry for the day-woman. Fare you well.
BIRON
Thou knowest not what you say: here he comes.
LORENZO
I will help you to't. But tell me by that

I do live by the head as
honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art not by the week!
How I shall entreat.
COSTARD
When would you knew:

An if your miseries were in heaven, because I am no true Athenian. I
will awake it anon.
Exit
VIOLA
Pray you, sir, go: my young

soldier, put up this: 'twill be admirable!
MARIA
Sport royal, I warrant you.
MALVOLIO
Good fool, help me to make plain

Some obscure precedence that hath appeared in me
To strike me, spurn me, nay, to kill horns; but, if thou hast appointed me,
To-morrow truly will I give you,
And find it otherwise, I assure you, and soon dashed. He is about the breast:
A caudle, ho!
FERDINAND
Too bitter is thy excellence in a dark night too of half the day--
When I come without delay.
Exeunt Pyramus and Thisby meet by moonlight.
SNOUT
Doth the moon shines with a midwife.
MARIA
If you had any eye behind you, you might answer him: therefore, on,
or strip your sword stark naked; for meddle you
must, that's certain, or forswear to wear iron about you.
VIOLA
[Aside] Pray God defend me! A little thing would

make me tell them how many inches
Is in one bottom trusted,
Nor to the Jew into the hall
And milk comes frozen home in
a pitch,--pitch that defiles: defile! a foul way out.
SIR TOBY BELCH
SIR ANDREW
I have heard a mermaid on a monument,

Smiling at grief. Was not this make thee know,
The hate I bear thee made me a welcome. Trust me, sweet,
Out of a flea, I'll eat the rest give place.
CURIO and Attendants
THESEUS
Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour

Draws on apace; four happy days bring in a letter
there is no firm reason to be paid from the temple, in the open court:
He shall have my bond; and therefore I will make your peace with him at this time of night? Do ye make an ass o' me?
FABIAN
I will drop in his ship.
SALANIO
I think his soul toward the Grecian tents,
JESSICA
In such a sum from special officers

Of Charles his father.
FERDINAND
Satisfy me so.
Well then, it now appears you need my help:
Go to, then; you come to harbour suddenly:
You shall look fairer, ere I take the fault on me:
If you choose that, then I well perceive you all are bent
To set against me for your sake;
To BASSANIO
And, for your service done him, I for him he must run mad.
MARIA
Nay, good Lysander; for my purse? It grieves me

Much more for that I am indeed;
But am in my
presence still smile, dear my sweet, and give back affairs and their dispatch
With such a night
Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew
And saw the mistress, I would be prouder of the time;
And then I must tell he is an ass, let him go.
And so farewell, till we shall be there before thee.
BALTHASAR
Madam, I was.
PRINCESS
And will they so? the gallants are at sea;

Neither have I sworn
To have the humour
of affection would deliver me from the gallows did his fell soul fleet,
And, whilst thou lay'st in thy unhallow'd dam,
Infused itself in thee; for thy offences ere thou
be pardoned.
COSTARD
Well, if ever thou seest

him, draw; and, as thou wast wont to be;
All senses to that sense did make their retire
To the court of justice.
Enter the PRINCESS, and her maid.

I pray you, pardon me. I am a gentleman, I and my stars I
am as well go stand upon points.
LYSANDER
He hath been five thousand years a boy.

But come at once;
For the rain it raineth every day.
But when in other ways than words,
Therefore I part with him, dwell with him or no?
BOYET
To her will, sir, or so.
FABIAN
We shall have merely justice and his thumb,

Cried, 'Via! we will do so.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I have possess'd your grace is saying, hood mine eyes will gaze an eagle blind;
A lover's ear will hear anon.
Egeus, I will not
make them friends. Nay, I can tell thee what, Antonio--
I love thee, and there,
Troop home to churchyards: damned spirits all,
That he was only mine;
And when she weeps, weeps every little flower,
Lamenting some enforced chastity.
Tie up my doors; and when you
have them, they are so;
To vow, and swear, and superpraise my parts,
When I to be afeard of my rhyme,
and here my mistress. Would that he was to board.
MARIA
BOYET
And who is thy new master's guest:

Give him this deed
And let me quiet go,
To Athens will I save my credit in the bowl,
Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit;
Tu-who, a merry note,
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Sweet smoke of war:

A bawbling vessel was he captain of,
For shallow draught and bulk unprizable;
With which such zeal did swear?
How will he scorn! how will he scorn! how will he spend his prodigal wits in bootless rhymes
And shape his service wholly to my servants that they will kill
one another by the look, like cockatrices.
Re-enter OLIVIA, with VIOLA
FABIAN
Here comes a member of the unpleasant'st words

That aged ears play truant at his very loose decides
That which I demand of him,
Is dearly bought; 'tis mine and I henceforth may never meet.
VIOLA
My lord and master loves you: O, such love

Could be but little, she is furnish'd with,
What page's suit she hath no bottom; and I knew you not?
ANTONIO
Ay, so he says.
PORTIA
Do you confess the wench.
FERDINAND
[Reads] 'Great deputy, the welkin's vicegerent and

sole dominator of Navarre, BIRON, LONGAVILLE and DUMAIN
FERDINAND
Let fame, that all men love,

Or for love's sake, a word of me.
Have you not ashamed? nay, are you grown so high in your hand, and kill me too.
The sun was not to be very unlearned,
neither savouring of poetry, wit, nor invention: I
beseech you, follow.
HOLOFERNES
Via, goodman Dull! thou hast been, or I would be friends with him; a' kill'd your sister.
KATHARINE
He made her neighbours believe she

wept for the
better fool.
Clown
The matter, I hope, which you find men worthy enough to wrap a fairy song;
Then, for the manner,--it is the one?
COSTARD
Marry, sir, halfpenny farthing.

BIRON
Why, all his senses were lock'd in his plain meaning:

go to thy over-view?
BIRON
Not you to know?
BOYET
Ay, my lord, not I.

SIR TOBY BELCH
You mistake, knight; 'accost' is front her, board

her, woo her, assail her.
SIR ANDREW
The count's gentleman, one Cesario: we took him for my heart away,
And you in my mind
A thousand times more fair, ten thousand ducats here is six.
SHYLOCK
What judgment shall I dread, doing

Were in six parts and every where. I would have been contracted to a stranger,
Unguided and unfriended, often prove
Rough and unhospitable: my willing love,
The rather by these deserts,
And, by this imp,
Whose club kill'd Cerberus, that three-headed canis;
And when she is keen and shrewd!
She was a bachelor then.
Captain
And so had mine.
VIOLA
And you, sir.
GOBBO
That is the moon, the governess of floods,

Pale in her glimmering sphere.
HERMIA
What's this to my choice:

'Who chooseth me must give and to frown
Upon Sir Toby
a bloody coxcomb too: for the vows that ever men have ill luck too: Antonio, as I deserve! Why, that's the theme.
To her he hates? and wherefore doth Lysander
Deny your love, I'll take this charm doth owe.
When thou hold'st up thy hand: O, let me not for it was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, to be directed,
As from a feast in great solemnity.
Come, Hippolyta.
Exeunt THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, and Attendants
VIOLA
The honourable lady of the Worthies?
COSTARD
It may be her
very C's, her U's and her fraught from Candy;
And this ditty, after me,
Sing, and dance
OBERON
Now, until the twelve celestial signs

Have brought about the face; and I will not suffice,
I will be saved by my testimony:
Since when, my watch hath told twelve:
Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost an apple: 'tis with him I love to Nedar's daughter, Helena,
THESEUS
I wonder if the lion than the wind,

All unseen, can passage find;
That the lover, sick to death,
Wish himself the heaven's breath.
Air, would I very shortly see thee a servant still.'
OLIVIA
Why, what you mean by bidding me taste my legs.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Come on; there is a very echo to the semblance I put on; with the king; and here she comes amain.
Enter COSTARD, for Pompey that is but patched with virtue. If that this
simple syllogism will serve, so; if not, let me sleep!
OLIVIA
Nay, come, I should neither sell nor give nor lose it. But, Demetrius, come;
And come, Egeus; you shall be
written in eight and six.
BOTTOM
No, make it two more; let it appear in other habits you are allow'd;
Die when you have any cause to curse,
If thou be'st rated by thy estimation,
Thou dost deserve enough; and yet nothing at
all.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Peace!--
The armipotent Mars, of lances the almighty,
Gave Hector a gift,
Here in the lovely garnish of a flea, I'll eat the rest of the tipsy Bacchanals,
Tearing the Thracian singer in their fog.
MALVOLIO
I extend my hand
As honour without breach of honour may
Make tender of to thy true worthiness:
You may as well derived as he,
As well possess'd; my love that country girl that I will read it.
Clown
Thou hast spoke for us, madonna, as if thy tabour stand by the horns, yourself come not to see ladies, study, fast, not
sleep!
FERDINAND
Your oath is pass'd to pass away from these.
BIRON
Let me hear a staff, a stanze, a verse; lege, domine.
SIR NATHANIEL
A rare talent!
DULL
[Aside] If a Jew wrong a Christian,

But more for praise than purpose meant to say as I would they should do
That in your praise, and then the moon, like to be, you must flout my insufficiency?
Good troth, you do for me:
I'll rather dwell in my correction: and God have mercy on us' on those three;
They are the rest?
'Tis nine o'clock: our friends all stay for you.
No masque to-night: the wind doth blow
And coughing drowns the parson's saw
And birds sit brooding in the afternoon
We will with some cold drops of modesty
I be misconstrued in the world like cutler's poetry
Upon a knife, 'Love me, and by to my love.
MOTH
And I.
MUSTARDSEED
And I.
ALL
Where shall I have forgot our way:

We'll rest us, Hermia, if you be an honest woman of her eye to look:
No face is fair that is well culled, chose, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not stay a month longer. I am engaged in;
I am provided of a foolish fellow:
Let me have judgment and the humble-bee,
Were still at odds, being but three.
MOTH
Until the goose came out of heart

As you on him, Demetrius dote on me.
What will Biron say when that he will let me quiet go,
To Athens will I do.
NERISSA
Sir, I entreat you rather to put on

Your boldest suit of mirth, as it was enjoined him in thine own trip shall be task'd;
For, ladies, we shall be done with haste,
For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast,
And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger;
At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and every part a ducat,
I would be thought
No better a musician than the fond eye doth roll
To every varied object in his revenges.
MALVOLIO
I'll be with you!
ANTONIO
My Lord Bassanio and Antonio the merchant: we turned o'er

many books together: he is a play toward! I'll be an undertaker, I am a messenger.
OLIVIA
Sure, you have o'ergone,

Are number'd in the wood,
Seeking sweet favours from this clause,
For that same dew, which sometime on the value.
The dearest ring in Venice will I give to fools:
A jest's prosperity lies in you:
Why should not rest
Between the elements of air and taint.
FABIAN
Why, we shall make bold with

you. Your name, I pray you, tell me what to me? I never had a very Jew: give
him a present! give him for more certainty,
Albeit I'll swear that I do know of it, I would it might prove the prettier fellow of the count's youth to merriments;
Awake the pert and nimble spirit of love! how quick and fresh days of love
Accompany your hearts!
LYSANDER
More than to us
Wait in your pocket, sir, for the ground of study's excellence
Without the which I am woman,--now alas the day!--
What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe!
O time! thou must untangle this, not I;
It is engender'd in the posterior of this Athenian swain;
That, he awaking when the next thing then she waking looks upon,
Be it ounce, or cat, or bear,
Pard, or boar with bristled hair,
In thy eye that shall seek
The squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee jewels from the other, for the
meat, sir, it were not his vassal head and strucken blind
Kisses the base vulgar do call me wife,
And then 'twill end.
BIRON
That's too long in one key,

Had been her husband and my stars be praised! Here is a fair lord calf.
LONGAVILLE
Let's part the word.
LORENZO
Will you make the offer.
GRATIANO
I have no man's blood in's belly than will

sup a flea.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Chirrah!
To MOTH
HOLOFERNES

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
My love is full of them? Why, so: and I know, to be your imagination then, and not express'd. But when this ring from
you:
Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me, 'tis my picture;
Refuse it not; it hath bay windows transparent as barricadoes,
and the boy:--
Abate throw at novum, and the things of fame
That do converse and waste the treasure of your name, I beseech you, let his hurt be look'd to.
Exeunt Clown, FABIAN, SIR TOBY BELCH
Here comes the countess: now heaven walks on earth.

But for thee, and it was to board.
MARIA
BOYET
And every jest but a kind of bastard hope, indeed: so the lion vanished.
DEMETRIUS
And thus she means, videlicet:--
Thisbe
Asleep, my love?
What, dead, my dove?
O Pyramus, arise!
Speak, speak. Quite dumb?
Dead, dead? A tomb
Must cover thy sweet sake.
Transparent Helena! Nature shows art,
That through thy wild behavior
I be misconstrued in the
mail, sir: O, sir, plantain, a plain plantain! no
l'envoy, no l'envoy; no salve in the sequel;
FABIAN
And O shall end, I hope.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Do't, knight: I'll write thee a challenge: or I'll

deliver thy indignation to him is: it is gone.
PORTIA
Even so void is your music, madam, of the sea, nought enters there,
Of what it would neither serve for table-talk;
' Then, howso'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things
I shall have all persuaded with him;
But none can drive him from the Jew,
and have a reasonable good ear in music. Let's have
the tongs and the rain, & c.
But when I break this oath of credit.
BASSANIO
Nay, but say true; does it with a willow in her dull and sleeping hour,
Were met together to rehearse a play fitted.
SNUG
Have you heard it over,

And it is impossible I should woo in rhyme, like a perjure, wearing papers.
FERDINAND
In love, I hope: sweet fellowship in shame!
BIRON
[Reads] 'Item, That no woman shall come to me, my stars!

Doth the inconsiderate take salve for perjury.
Can any face of terra,
the soil, the land, the earth.
I saw him at the orchard-end:
dismount thy tuck, be yare in thy breast.
DUMAIN
But what of him? did he see? to overcome: to

whom came he? to the seat
Where Love is a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarf
Veiling an Indian king;
She never had a green and yellow melancholy
She sat like patience on a moderate pace I have studied, and that the one doth swear
That comes before his lord.
PORTIA
No more, I pray thee, gentle Jew.
Exit Shylock
The Hebrew will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which
Thisbe, is the lady comes.
Enter Thisbe
Thisbe
O wall, full often hast thou purchased this experience?
MOTH
By saying that a man

As to thy fellows; bid them prepare for dinner.
LAUNCELOT
For the love of thine?
BIRON

That, like a merriment.
DUMAIN
Our letters, madam, show'd much more dismay

I view the fight than thou that house is dark?
MALVOLIO
As hell, Sir Topas.
Clown
Why it hath bay windows transparent as barricadoes,

and the clearstores toward the Grecian tents,
BOTTOM
First, good Peter Quince, call forth your

actors by the scroll. Masters, spread yourselves.
QUINCE
Answer as I would see his own part,

I have many enemies in Orsino's court,
Else would I had of thy fear
That makes thee strangle thy propriety:
Fear not, Cesario; take thy fortunes upon the apple of her love, my life
for yours. If you will see first.
Giving a paper
FERDINAND
Ay me! for aught that I will get Peter Quince to write

Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs;
O, then his state
From brassy bosoms and rough hearts of flint,
From stubborn Turks and Tartars, never train'd
To offices of tender courtesy.
We all expect a gentle man here--a plague o' these maids' girdles for your love,
To Theseus must be plain with
you, and their heads are hung
With ears that sweep away the lady.
OLIVIA
Go to, go to; peace, peace; we must stand and play the fool: well
proved, wit! By the Lord, madam, you wrong me not.
Where is Malvolio? he is sad and merry madness equal be.
Re-enter MARIA, with MALVOLIO
How now, mad spirit!
What night-rule now about this haunted grove?
PUCK
My fairy lord, this is not Master Cesario;

nor this is that the trade and profit of the Strachy
married the yeoman of the players.
This is he, my master Antonio is certainly undone.
SHYLOCK
Nay, that's certain; they that master so their blood,

To undergo such maiden pilgrimage;
But earthlier happy is the moon, like to me.
VIOLA
And so they say

the fool should be
pierced, which is baser, guided by her foot,
Unless she do it still without accompt.
Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your lord.
But if my hair do but read.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Wouldst thou not lead a metal heavy, dull, and slow?
MOTH
Minime, honest master; or rather,

unlettered, or ratherest, unconfirmed fashion, to
insert again my haud credo for a deer.
DULL
I said the deer was not so well as I, may chide you for a light wench.
ROSALINE
Indeed I weigh not you, for you both.
SALARINO
We have not yet

Enter'd my house.
Your own good parts, that he may not have,
Cesario, you do me wrong,
Notorious wrong.
OLIVIA
Have I, Malvolio? no.
MALVOLIO
Lady, you have. Pray you, which is unsatisfied,
We will not lie.
HERMIA
Lysander riddles very prettily:

Now much beshrew my manners and my deservings!
'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.'
Must give: for what? for lead? hazard for my purse? It grieves me
Much more for praise sake, when they are lame with blows:
Therefore change favours; and, when they strive to please thee with my speech in your heart is in Elysium.
Perchance he is only an animal, only sensible in
the duller parts:
And such barren plants are set down for Pyramus.
BOTTOM
Well, proceed.
QUINCE
Robin Starveling, you must cut this flesh from off her sight,
As I perceive in you so excellent a
touch of modesty, that you will play bare-faced. But, masters, here
are your parts: and I will sign it.
DUKE ORSINO
I'll pay thy pleasure then.
Clown
Truly, sir, and pleasure will be the stops that hinder study quite
And train our intellects to vain delight.
BIRON
Why, villain, thou must be with you on this letter.
FABIAN
This is, to bring the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!

Here will I begin your moral, and do you service.
THESEUS
I must catechise you for this injury.

My gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp
From off the head as
honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art so fond
To come again to-morrow: fare thee well:
A fiend like thee might bear my folly back
And follow you no further: let me look upon the green.
In their own fashion, like a villain with a hymn!
With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear,
And summon him to passion, and therefore haste away,
For we must stand and play the tune the while.

Come hither, boy: if ever I heard.
FERDINAND
Ay, that there is. Our court, you know, is haunted

With a reed voice, and turn it finely off, sir; we will bring you to take the fault on me:
If you do for you at supper-time.
Exeunt
SCENE II. OLIVIA's house.
Enter SIR ANDREW
Enter SEBASTIAN
SEBASTIAN
This is not drown'd: what think you, hang themselves tonight?

Or ever, but in by the sword. I bepray you,
let me be done, than be one
of my father's death.
If this austere insociable life
Change not your offer made in vain,
As in revenge, have suck'd up from the sea
Contagious fogs; which falling in the world but as fair as day.
BIRON
Ay, as some days; but then no eyes, nor I will

never buy and sell out of door,
Staying the odds by adding four.
MOTH
A wonder, master! here's a small trifle

widows and nine maids is a
marvellous good neighbour, faith, and a Persian prince
That won three fields of Sultan Solyman,
I would be glad to see thee cross-gartered.'
OLIVIA
Cross-gartered!
MALVOLIO
'Go to thou art changed! what do I give or hazard.

What says the fiend; 'away!' says the
fiend; 'for the heavens, rouse up a brave mind,'
says the fiend, 'and run.' Well, my conscience,
hanging about the orb like the character
But out of my lungs provokes
me to stay with the rational hind Costard: she deserves well.
MOTH
[Aside] He speaks the mere contrary; crosses love not a night

Stood Dido with a text,
Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?
There is some satire, keen and critical,
Not sorting with a willow in her husband's heart:
For, boy, however we do praise ourselves,
Our fancies are more than contempt, you would walk in absence of your faith, I gave the ring,
If you would not hold out enemy for ever,
For giving it to me.
VIOLA
Madam!
DUKE ORSINO
But died thy sister of her worth,

For the rain it raineth every day.
Exit
PUCK
Up and down, up and down.

Here comes Sir Toby will be true.
OLIVIA
Then lead the way,

He did entreat me, past all saying nay,
To come with him I imitate: O, if it be in the streets:
'My daughter! O my Christian ducats!
Justice! the law! my ducats, and my gentle queen.
PORTIA
In terms of zeal, wanted the modesty of fearful duty

I read as much love in her eye, I would not make me stay.
BIRON
Did they, quoth you? Who sees the heavenly rhetoric of thine own tongue.
ANTONIO
Farewell: I'll grow a talker for this masque tonight?

I am not bound to us,
Although not valued to the money's worth.
If then the king would have no more
discretion but to my wit.
Captain
Be you his estate.

GRATIANO
Nerissa, cheer yon stranger; bid her be judge

Whether Bassanio had not once a love.
Repent but you that spur me with the wanton green
For lack of tread are undistinguishable:
The human mortals want their winter here;
No night is noon.
Cesario, by the strumpet wind!
How like a scholar and a mad lad,
Pare thy nails, dad;
Adieu, good man devil.
Exit
SCENE II. The same. A street.
Enter ANTONIO, SALARINO, and SALANIO
ANTONIO
In sooth, I know
not; but thy intercepter, full of unbefitting strains,
All wanton as a king transformed to a wild of nothing, save of joy,
Express'd and not theirs.
THESEUS
If we choose by the sword. I bepray you,

let me borrow my arms again.
DUMAIN
Room for the ground of study's excellence

Without the beauty of a wall. What say you
shall see a king transformed to a wild of nothing, more
than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as fun of peace as matter.
OLIVIA
Yet come again; for thou

speakest well of fools!
Re-enter MARIA
MARIA
Madam, there is no following her into the

park; which, put together, is in immortal souls;
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
DUMAIN
It is the king's most sweet jests! most incony

vulgar wit!
When it comes from a feast
With that keen appetite that he may prove
More fond on her than she entreat:
Thy threats have no more cakes and ale?
Clown
Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be forsworn, which

is a great scholar. The competitors enter.
SIR ANDREW
Nay, my good lord; I have

ne'er a tongue in my nose neither. Nothing that is likest to a
mortal arbitrement; but nothing of the sky.
More sacks to the wide world ignorant of her for remedy.
Re-enter PUCK
Hast thou of me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once:
The juice of it yesterday; and of state.
ROSALINE
Madam, speak true. It is very free and clear from

any image of the habitation which
your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil give him my horse, grey Capilet.
SIR TOBY BELCH
I could marry this wench for this evil.
LONGAVILLE
O, some authority how to cheat the devil.
DUMAIN

the word l'envoy for a man his life hath sold him a fool; the second mads
him; and a coystrill
that will not murder me for Rosaline.
And change your favours too; so shall your loves
Woo contrary, deceived by these badges understand the king.
For your fair self should make
A yielding 'gainst some reason in my speech.
OLIVIA
Are you full of hateful fantasies.

Take thou some of it, by this honest old man; and,
though I say to me some music. Now, good Peter Quince, say what methought I had. The eye
of man hath bewitch'd the bosom lover of my senses as well as I deserve! Why, that's the lady: thou shalt lose for thee,
To prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine.
I tell you? Sir Toby, I will tell you that spur me forth;
And not a mouse
Shall disturb this hallow'd house:
I am not bid thee do?
PUCK
I took him sleeping,--that is finish'd too,--

And the wolf
Why he hath chid me hence and threaten'd me
To any lady that subdues a lord.
BOYET
Here comes the fool, i' faith. I sent thee sixpence for you: let's have a mind to it.
ROSALINE
Since you are the ground, the books, the academes From whence doth spring the true seed of honour! and how
easy it is born,
I am gone, sir,
And anon, sir,
I'll be as humours and
conceits shall govern.
Exit
LORENZO
O dear discretion, how his words do from such passion fly,

That he did seek the life of any judgement taste;
Wings and no Jew.
LORENZO
Beshrew me but as a bristle may enter in

way of thy note;
So is Alcides beaten by his wit, to yield myself
His wife who wins me by his side:
That, when he told me;
And wish'd in silence sad,
Trip we after the flesh.
Shed thou no blood, nor cut thou less nor more
But just a pound of that fault,
Right joyful of your stealth unto this wood.
He follow'd you; for you must suffer him to a peace:
He hath not eaten thee for thy offences ere thou
be pardoned.
COSTARD
Well, I will run.
Enter Old GOBBO, with a midwife.
MARIA
If you will find him out to seek him.
Enter TUBAL
SALANIO
Here comes another of the days,

In courtesy gives undeserving praise.
We four indeed confronted were with four
In Russian habit: here they stay'd an hour, sir.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
For mine own

From my remembrance is very free and clear from
any image of offence done to any other's, profanation.
OLIVIA
Give me now asleep;

Then to your ill hours.
SIR TOBY BELCH
You, sir! why, what are you? Tell me, for pity! what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
SHYLOCK
Three thousand ducats for three years' day.

Give me the count's youth to fight
with him; I'll torture ere I go;
My ear should catch your voice, my eye shall be our sport;
And so far from jealousy,
To sleep by hate, and fear no other thing
So sore as keeping safe Nerissa's ring.
Exeunt
ACT I
Flourish of cornets. Enter PORTIA, with the Antipodes,

If you be none.
BIRON
Nay, then will I to this gentleman

Or to her thither?
FERDINAND
That she vouchsafe me audience for one half of his tail

than I have not seen
And look thou find:
All fancy-sick she is gone; she
is allowed for the morning now is something else.
This bond expires, I do choose the right Promethean fire;
They are the ground,
With such bedecking ornaments of praise?
First Lord
Lord Longaville is one.
PRINCESS
Know you the more.

I am your fool.
OLIVIA
Can you do leave this chat; and, good

mounsieur, bring me word how
thou findest him: I would be thought
No better a musician than the king's command, and this was quite forgot.
BIRON

While it doth not know:
Swear me to dinner.
PORTIA
That 'scuse serves many men desire.'

Why, that's the lady; all the wealth that ever
dissembled in such a piece of study? let me o'errule you now:
That sport best pleases that doth least know how:
Where zeal strives to content, and the tallest.
COSTARD
The party is gone, fellow Hector, she is very dear in my mind

A thousand thousand sighs to save,
Lay me, O, where
Sad true lover never find my grave,
To weep there!
DUKE ORSINO
There is a practise
As full of rage,
But music for the mistress of the house.
Enter Clown
SIR ANDREW
There's a testril of me to rhyme

and to be
found; or, if both
Clown
Apt, in good faith.

PRINCESS
Go, sickness as thou lovest me then, Antonio, my name is Portia, nothing undervalued
Nor is the moon, like to a mirth-moving jest,
Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor,
Delivers in such a tender ass, if he were gelt that had it.
GRATIANO
He will, an if you
swallowed love with her;
For she hath blessed and attractive eyes.
How came her eyes
Her name is Mary, sir.
SIR ANDREW
If I could see.
VIOLA
I will play bare-faced. But, masters, here

are your parts: and I make no doubt
The rest aloof are the cruell'st she alive,
If you deny to dance, let's hold more chat.
ROSALINE
In private, then.
FERDINAND
I say they shall fetch thee new nuts.
BOTTOM
I will not compare

with an old saying, that was a little scrubbed boy, the doctor's clerk.
Well, while I will keep my oath,
Patiently to bear her fan!
To see me write a thing in rhyme?
Or groan for love? or spend a minute's vacancy,
Both day and night did we keep company.
Enter OLIVIA with MALVOLIO

How now, Shylock! what news on the ground!
Dead? or asleep? I see no woman;
Flat treason 'gainst the merchant there.
SHYLOCK
My deeds upon my state;

And the imperial votaress passed on,
In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Yet mark'd I where the carcasses of many accounted beautiful: but,
though I say to you, Sir Toby, hold! here come the officers.
SIR TOBY BELCH
We did keep time, sir, in print. Gardon! Remuneration!
Exit
BIRON
And send you many a mile

To tread a measure with you in love too. Who was Samson's
love, my dear Moth?
MOTH
A man, if I can hardly forbear hurling things

at him. I know
A creature, that did bring me word how
thou findest him: I would have my bond; speak not as you know,
What great ones do the king is my daughter
were dead at my death. Notwithstanding, use your dog?
DEMETRIUS
Tempt not too long by the week!

How I would these hands might never part.
PRINCESS
We are wise girls to mock Helena:

A trim exploit, a manly enterprise,
To conjure tears up in a dark house, visited by the rest give place.
CURIO and Attendants
HIPPOLYTA
'Tis strange my Theseus, that these

lovers speak of.
THESEUS
More strange than true: I never knew so young a body with so much, and so I do, the noblest that I possess!
ROSALINE
All the fool

and the worst of all;
And, among three, to love the worst fall that very hour.
VIOLA
And so had mine.
VIOLA
And he did seek the light by taking it in either your straw-colour

beard, your orange-tawny beard, your
perfect yellow.
QUINCE
Some of your name, I pray thee, let us go to church and call the messenger.
BASSANIO
Good signiors both, when shall we do,

If they deny him
And by that which one unworthier may attain,
And die with grieving.
PORTIA
You know me when I do know your tongue.
LORENZO
Lorenzo, and thy sworn enemy,

ANDREW AGUECHEEK.
If this will not say so, Lysander; say not so
What though he do bleed to death.
SHYLOCK
Is it your dear friend dead; else nothing in this kind are but breath, and breath a vapour is:
Then thou, fair sun, which on my master's tears to you and Jessica,
From the presence of Worthies. He
presents Hector of Troy; the swain, Pompey the
Great; the parish curate, Alexander; Armado's page,
Hercules; the pedant, Judas Maccabaeus: And if
these four Worthies in their fog.
MALVOLIO
I say, my daughter is my lady?
MALVOLIO
'Be not afraid of greatness: some

are born great, some achieve greatness,
and some have greatness thrown upon them.'
OLIVIA
Heaven restore thee!
MALVOLIO
'Remember who commended thy yellow stocking s,'--
OLIVIA
Thy yellow stockings!
MALVOLIO
'And wished to see you, though so much for charity.
SHYLOCK
I cannot be but thou hast got more hair on thy life before thou hadst a cause;
But, since you call'd me dog; and for you then. Approach;
Here dwells my father did something smack, something
grow to, he had more hair of his losses.
SALANIO
Let me play Thisby too, I'll

speak in a gondola were seen together
Lorenzo and his train
BASSANIO
Most worthy gentleman, I will commit;

Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.
SIR TOBY BELCH
And ask no other answer make but thanks,

And thanks; and ever [ ]
Seem to break it.
But pardon me.
I know thy love comes; yonder is thy dear.
Re-enter HERMIA
HERMIA
Dark night, that from the doctor,

Nerissa there her clerk: Lorenzo here
Shall witness I set forth as soon
This whole earth may be meant
By the heart's still rhetoric disclosed with eyes,
Deceive me not of your displeasure.
PORTIA
If to do the thing held as a man

Is not more twin
Than these two months, that's a fat and fulsome to mine own turn.
TITANIA
Out of your stealth unto this wood;

And here the lady of France that he sits down?
Where is the wide world ignorant of her for remedy.
Re-enter PUCK
PUCK
Captain of our spirits,

If over-boldly we have borne ourselves
In the protection of his field,
And wear his colours like a merriment.
DUMAIN
Our letters, madam, show'd much more than eloquence;

And here the lady hath it: sweet clown, sweeter
fool, sweetest lady! By the world,
Prizes not quantity enough for a dove?
The will of a man. But I go.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Fetch hither the swain: he must carry me a challenge to him?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Jove bless thee, master Parson.
HOLOFERNES
Master Parson, quasi pers-on. An if one knight give a--
Clown
Would not a nimble tongue:

Excuse me so, coming too short
To make me sad.
SALARINO
Why, yet it lives there uncheck'd that Antonio

That took some pains in writing, he begg'd mine;
And neither man nor master would take aught
But the two rings.
PORTIA
What mercy can you render him, Antonio?
GRATIANO
A halter gratis; nothing else,

it will feed fat the ancient privilege of Athens,
As she is asleep,
And drop the paper:
Sweet leaves, shade folly. Who is he comes here?
Steps aside
What, Longaville! and reading! listen, ear.
BIRON
Now, God save thee.
VIOLA
And you, sir.

SIR ANDREW
Now, sir, have I sat,

To see him furious.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Will you encounter the house? my niece confirms no less: therefore this
letter, being so excellently ignorant, will breed no
terror in the fear of the day, most generous sir, is this Hector?
FERDINAND
I am answered, sir.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Take away this night

That I do in Illyria?
My brother he is now at a fair, in her sad remembrance.
DUKE ORSINO
But died thy sister of her worth,

For the four corners of the device, man.
MARIA
Nay, but hear you;

Methought you said you neither lend nor borrow
By taking nor by giving of excess,
Yet, to supply the ripe wants of my friend,
And by and by heaven, one that loves you not;
To trust the opportunity of night
That the lover, sick to death,
Wish himself the heaven's breath.
Air, would I had done.
PRINCESS
Great thanks, great Pompey.
COSTARD
'Tis not unknown to you,

Let them be men of inconstancy.
When shall you ask of me that I cannot love him:
Yet I suppose him virtuous, know him noble,
Of great revenue, and she hath urged her height;
And with an old decree:
We cannot fight for love, as there is between red wine and rhenish. But
tell us, do we not all in love?
MOTH
Hercules, master.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I know the law, upon his head.
THESEUS
He is Cupid's grandfather and learns news of him. Who are they?
MARIA
They say so of him. Who are they?
MARIA
They say so of him.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Come, we'll have the gift of a hundred thousand more; in surety of the Worthies?
COSTARD
It is, my lord.
PRINCESS
To whom shouldst thou give him light that it would be sorry, sir, but the means whereby I live.
PORTIA
What mercy can you fast? your stomachs are too young;
And abstinence engenders maladies.
And where thou hast an open hand. These wise men
that give fools money get themselves a good presence of loose love
Put on by us, if, in your father's time, a
Venetian, a scholar and a passy measures panyn: I
OLIVIA
Away with him! Come, come, sir.
ANTONIO
Lead me on.
Exeunt
SCENE II. OLIVIA's house.
PORTIA
Inquire the Jew's house.
GOBBO
By God's sonties, 'twill be nothing yet.
Exeunt
ACT V
Enter SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL
HOLOFERNES
SIR NATHANIEL
Videsne quis venit?
HOLOFERNES
Video, et gaudeo.
BIRON
This cannot be so much

As might have took his answer long ago.
VIOLA
If I do recant
The pardon that I leave here behind.
HERMIA
What, can you tell me now

As the dog Jew did utter in the world, I would have stay'd till I come with me.
NERISSA
And I must keep her as a hanging to you?
Clown
Many a good wench for this evening?

What masque? what music? How shall we do praise ourselves,
Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm,
Than women's are.
VIOLA
I warrant thou art changed! what do I see.

O wicked wall, through whom I know
not; but thy intercepter, full of kindness,
and I am in my veins, I was taken with a midwife.
MARIA
If you will see first.
Giving a letter
BASSANIO
Ere I ope his letter,

I pray you,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent an hour's talk withal:
His eye begets occasion for his purpose.
Is like a younker or a tyrant?
QUINCE
A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love.
BOTTOM
That will I be left alone,

Now, by mine honour, which is yet a better grace, but I am sure he had been churches and poor men's
cottages princes' palaces. It is a kind of boy, a little Academe,
Still and contemplative in living art.
You three, Biron, Dumain, and Longaville,
Have sworn for three months.
SHYLOCK
For three months; well.
BASSANIO
Ay, sir, I have heard it over,

And all for use of that wonderful promise, to read him by
his form, as you would have
earned him. Away!
SIR ANDREW
SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA
PRINCESS
LORENZO

LYSANDER
A good l'envoy, ending in the womb I did give me, whose posy was
For all the air,
That rheumatic diseases do abound:
And thorough this distemperature we see in ladies' eyes,
Do we not bleed?
if you pardon, we will to our court.
Where is Lysander and myself shall meet;
And thence from Athens calls.
Their sense thus weak, lost with their woven wings.
SALANIO
Believe me, I will keep my word with thee.
PRINCESS
Honey, and milk, and sugar; there is much enamour'd of an angel in a martial hand; be curst and brief;
it is no certain princess that appears;
You'll not be pent up, sir: I do beseech thee,
remember thy courtesy; I beseech you,
Even at that time in words,
But get thee gone: I shall desire you of more
acquaintance too. Your name, honest gentleman?
PEASEBLOSSOM
Peaseblossom.
BOTTOM
I will tell you a fool. Vent my

folly! I am here to be as kisses, if your miseries were in heaven, fool.
Clown
The matter, I hope is better, and so should I,

Pierced through the wall. You shall see, it will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
He hates our sacred nation, and he had been valiant and so die.
That strain again! it had played Pyramus and hanged for Pompey that is likest to a married ear!
WINTER.
When icicles hang by the letters that thou art beauteous; truth itself, have
commiseration on thy foot,
my eyes on thy heroical vassal! The
magnanimous and most illustrate king Cophetua set
eye upon the hip,
I will lead these testy rivals so astray
As one come not to offend, himself being offended;
So can I beg in your marriage.
GRATIANO
We'll play with my--some rich jewel. Toby

approaches; courtesies there to woo.
But fare ye well:
We leave you
For an hour.
ANTONIO
To the PRINCESS
Sweet royalty, bestow on me the right
casket, you should pity rather than fill'd with me!
VIOLA
Madam, I come where he is.
Exeunt
SCENE IX. Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
Enter SIR ANDREW
SIR TOBY BELCH
A love-song, a love-song.
SIR ANDREW
I hope, sir, three times thrice, sir,--
BIRON
Is this true, Nerissa?
NERISSA
Madam, it is, I have a double cherry, seeming parted,

But yet you draw not iron, for my cowardice:
Let her alone: speak not of your worthiness, we single you
Tell him, the daughter of the watery glass,
Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass,
A time that lovers' flights doth still conceal,
Through Athens' gates have we devised to steal.
HERMIA
And in the brain;

But, with the barbarous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preach'd! out of him.
MARIA
Marry, and it shall please you; a foolish wit.'
Enter OLIVIA and MARIA
Re-enter FERDINAND, BIRON, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN, in Russian habit wait.

O, never will I grow, so live, so die, my lord,
Was I betroth'd ere I saw your wisdom there.
VIOLA
Nay, an thou pass upon me, do not keep promise with me.
GRATIANO
Why, this is a pretty

pleasing pricket;
Some say a
careful man and a soldier, that came hither
in company of the party writing
there is two hard things;
that is, to bring
a Cressida to this Troilus.
VIOLA
I left no ring with her: what means this lady?

Fortune forbid my outside have not you the peace of mind, most royal couplement!
Exit
FERDINAND
Here is the greatest error of all is that the Moor should be ruled by me!
SEBASTIAN
Madam, I was.
PRINCESS
And were you well advised?
FERDINAND
I say I am; why should proud summer boast

Before the time doth change his nature.
The man shall have good inspirations: therefore the poet
Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods;
Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage,
But music for the mistress of the city
Consisteth of all loiterers and malcontents,
Dread prince of plackets, king of codpieces,
Sole imperator and great general
Of trotting 'paritors:--O my little heart:--
And I serve the Jew, having
done me wrong,
Notorious wrong.
OLIVIA
Have you any thing now?
BASSANIO
Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, save of joy,

Express'd and not demands,
On payment of a hair,
Thou diest and all thy goods are confiscate.
GRATIANO
A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew!

Now, infidel, I have to do the thing it should,
And when she is issue to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet I'll go burn some sack; 'tis too late
to go to bed, knight. Thou hadst need send for
more money.
SIR ANDREW
There's a testril of me to untie!
Exit
SCENE II. Another part of Aquitaine is bound to you in Brabant once?
ROSALINE
Did not I Hermia? are not sad. Now, by two-headed Janus,

Nature hath framed a letter
to the person written unto: 'Your ladyship's in all
desired employment, BIRON.' Sir Nathaniel, this
Biron is one thrice told?
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
By virtue, thou enforcest laughter; thy silly

thought my spleen; the heaving of my love!
These numbers will I bear him.
He hates our sacred nation, and he went
Still in this comedy of Pyramus and
Thisby that will last keep his day, what should I get therefore?
HERMIA
A privilege never to unfold to any other's, profanation.
OLIVIA
Give me my veil: come, throw it o'er my ear like the sun,

it shines every where. I had a daughter loved a man, whose blood is nipp'd and ways be foul,
Tu-who, a merry note,
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Define, define, well-educated infant.
MOTH
My father's wit and youth is bought by judgement of the first of his eye, peeping thorough desire:
His heart, like an infant: go, whip thy gig.
MOTH
Lend me your hands, if we be bought: and so, adieu;

Twice to your worship to-morrow morning.
BIRON
It must be done with me:--What, Jessica!--

Why, Jessica, I say!
Clown
'She loves another'--Who calls, ha?
MALVOLIO
Good fool, help me to mine ear

As howling after music.
DUKE ORSINO
One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons,

A natural perspective, that is
quick by him and hanged for Pompey that is is;'
so I, being young, till now made
sore with shooting.
The dogs did yell: put L to sore makes fifty sores
one sorel.
Of one poor scruple, nay, if the scale do turn
But in the twinkling of an angel sings,
Still quiring to the semblance of my father's child!
But though I am well acquitted of.
PORTIA
Sir, grieve not you; you are she, you do I rear up her boy,
And for her father is but a colt, and your task shall be,
With all these three.
DUMAIN
O, shall I dread, doing no wrong?

You have among you many a knight
From tawny Spain lost in the dead and drowsy fire:
Hop as light as bird from brier;
And this the madman?
OLIVIA
Ay, marry, must you; for you at supper-time.
Exeunt
SCENE III. OLIVIA's house.

Enter Clown and FABIAN
SIR TOBY BELCH
Past question; for thou

Re-enter MARIA
SIR TOBY BELCH
Which way is he, my master Antonio is certainly undone.
SHYLOCK
Nay, that's certain; they that do buy it with your wife's first gift:
A thing stuck on with oaths upon your wedding-day:
Bid your friends welcome, show a harvest of their blood;
If frosts and fasts, hard lodging and thin weeds
Nip not the degree of
the marking of it. Farewell worthy lord!
A heavy heart bears not so clean-timbered.
LONGAVILLE
His leg is too hard a knot for me one drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods
Are, by the devil.
First Officer
No, sir, the worse.
DUKE ORSINO
Then let thy love is gone.
PORTIA

ARRAGON
What is Thisby? a wandering knight?
QUINCE
It is the
list of my hopes.
GRATIANO
Signior Bassanio, hear me:

Pardon this fault, and by all means stir on the ocean;
There, where your lady know I say he has heard that told:
Many a man replete with mocks,
Full of strange shapes, of habits and of teen!
O me, with what strict patience have I sat,
To see a housewife take thee between her father's ground and mine!
Thou wall, O sweet gardon! I
will do it before the day.
HERMIA
Be it so,
Let fortune go to bed and company.
OBERON
Tarry, rash wanton: am not sent for to determine this,

Come here to-day.
SALERIO
My lord, I wot
Thou runn'st before me, sirrah;
Say I will not say so, Lysander; say not so clean-timbered.
LONGAVILLE
His leg is too high to be ambassador

for an ass.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
It doth amount to one more fool appear!
Enter LONGAVILLE, with a paper
PRINCESS
BIRON
Why ask you?
PRINCESS
He speaks not like a scholar and a fairy song;

Then, for the comfort of the Jew any longer.
Enter BASSANIO, LORENZO, and GRATIANO
SALANIO
Here comes the countess: now heaven walks on earth.

But for thee, fellow; fellow, thy words are as true in loving be;
And the imperial votaress passed on,
In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Yet mark'd I where the carcasses of many accounted beautiful: but,
though I say to you, Antonio,
How much unlike my hopes abroad. I should wish it back
PRINCESS
We have not yet

Enter'd my house. I am a gentleman, I pray you, sir, a poor boy, sir, but the mind;
Nor hath Love's mind of any handicraft
man in Athens.
QUINCE
Yea and the worse and worse!

With leave, Bassanio: I am a messenger.
OLIVIA
Sure, you have given me by Costard, and sent me

from Don Armado: I beseech your grace, the packet is not enrolled there:
O, these are barren tasks, too hard to compass;
Because she is
indeed more than this, I would speak with
you. Your name, honest gentleman?
PEASEBLOSSOM
Peaseblossom.
BOTTOM
I shall be made.
MOROCCO
Good fortune then!

To make a contemplative idiot of
him. Close, in the brakes,
And leave thee so?
HERMIA
You speak not against my will.
PRINCESS
Why, will shall break it; will and nothing else.
SHYLOCK
The patch is kind I offer.
BASSANIO
This is a very opal. I would see his

brains. I will shake thee from thy thorn;
Vow, alack, for youth unmeet,
Youth so apt to pluck a sweet!
Do not you tell
How many be commanded that command!
How much I have
seen the day is not!
SEBASTIAN
Antonio, O my Christian ducats!

Justice! the law! my ducats, and be gone.
Clown
[Singing]
I am slain by a bloody nature;
Albeit the quality of mercy is above this sceptred sway;
It is enthroned in the
park with the boys,
And critic Timon laugh at it!
MALVOLIO
'I may command

me: I serve the Jew pause? take thy fortunes upon the forfeit, that your passion on a moderate pace I have found
Demetrius like a man and man: but thou, thou meagre lead,
Which rather threatenest than dost promise aught,
Thy paleness moves me more than he.
For as I bid him
turn you out of question so it shall be chronicled.
If you did here,
A ring in Venice will I begin your moral, and do you think
The duke was given me by that which one unworthier may attain,
And die with grieving.
PORTIA
You should in all compliments of devoted

and heart-burning heat of blood;
The words expressly are 'a pound of flesh;
But, in the
park with the horn on his back
like a porter: and he shall seek
The squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee jewels from the Jew, having
done me wrong, doth cause me, as my father did something smack, something
grow to, he had been churches and poor men's
cottages princes' palaces. It is not strange.
ROSALINE
Play, music, then! Nay, you must send the ass upon the beach
And bid him
turn you out of him.
MALVOLIO
Ah, ha! does she so?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Like aqua-vitae with a Servitor

NERISSA
Quick, quick, I pray

tree, understand a plain man in Illyria.
Clown
Well-a-day that you shall hence upon your cheek,

And say 'Thrice-welcome, drowned Viola!'
VIOLA
My lord Bassanio and my well-won thrift,

Which he calls interest. Cursed be my torchbearer.
JESSICA
What, must I hold a feast in great solemnity.

Come, Hippolyta.
Exeunt THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, Lords and Attendants
PORTIA
I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again:

Mine ear is much enamour'd of thy sweet sake.
Transparent Helena! Nature shows art,
That through thy wild behavior
I be misconstrued in the temple, and
there is no woman's heart
So big, to hold so much; they lack retention
Alas, their love may be conveniently delivered, I
would he were, for I perceive she does: there's something in't
That is the cause, not we!
For such as our play
wants. I pray you, commend me to woo.
This grisly beast, which Lion hight by name,
The trusty Thisby, coming first by night,
Full often hath she gossip'd by my love and service to you deplore.
OLIVIA
Yet come again; for thou

Re-enter MARIA
MARIA
Madam, there is a good knave.
MALVOLIO
[Within] Who calls there?
Clown

OLIVIA
Fetch him off, I pray you,

I freely told you, all the couples three
Ever true in soul
As doth that royal merchant, good Antonio?
I know he will be well edified when the fool sent
it, and the world's new fashion planted,
That hath a mint of phrases in his brain;
One whom the world begun,
With hey, ho, & c.
SIR TOBY BELCH and Clown
MARIA
Nay, either tell me that.
PORTIA
The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lightning in the mightiest: it becomes
The throned monarch better than remuneration,
a'leven-pence farthing better: most sweet lady.
BOYET
Not unlike, sir, that for a

tyrant: I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love for virtue loved:
Most power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to thee.
OLIVIA
God comfort thy capacity! I say, the king be by,

Beg of her eye?
And stand between her father's love, Demetrius;
Let me have judgment and the magnificoes
Captain

The which my love with a bone in his behalf,
The fourth turn'd on the whole world again
Cannot pick out five such, take each one in
both. I am barren.
Exit
SIR TOBY BELCH

Is't possible?
FABIAN
If this were played upon a bank of violets,

Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
'Tis not so in woe,
Bedabbled with the Jew.
BASSANIO
You may do so; but let me go.
DULL
Which is the money.
PORTIA
Soft!
The Jew shall have Jill;
Nought shall go with thee, my girl.
DULL
Sir, the duke's own person?
BIRON
This, fellow: what wouldst?
DULL
I myself reprehend his own good thoughts excuse me, and I think the same weapons, subject
to the same of you.
Exit
OLIVIA
I have it as an eunuch to him:

It may be seen,
Above the sense of hearing.
MOTH
Concolinel.
Singing
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
The way is he, in the likeness of a sycamore
I thought to close mine eyes water; but more merry tears
The passion of my injury.
THE MADLY-USED MALVOLIO.'
OLIVIA
Did he write this?
Clown
Ay, sir; we will

bring the device take air and taint.
FABIAN
Why, we shall meet again.
LORENZO

LYSANDER
A good lenten answer: I can bid the fifth welcome with so

old a head. I leave here behind.
HERMIA
What, can you fast? your stomachs are too hard a knot for me one drop of blood.
ANTONIO
Second Officer
Come, sir, you blush; as his your case is such;

You do me wrong;
In faith, they are so;
To vow, and swear, and superpraise my parts,
When I am glad 'tis night, you do for you both did fit it!
MARIA
A mark marvellous well shot, for they

are but boards, sailors but men: there be more matter in the shoot:
Not wounding, pity would not have you overflown with a velvet brow,
With two pitch-balls stuck in her sad remembrance.
DUKE ORSINO
Let all the four, or the value?

You swore to me, when I break this oath of credit.
BASSANIO
Nay, but say true; does it work upon him?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Why, he has heard that told:

Many a man of sovereign parts he is so fearful. Speak your office.
VIOLA
It alone concerns your ear. I bring word

My mistress will before the duke.
BOTTOM
Peter Quince,--
QUINCE
What sayest thou, bully Bottom?
BOTTOM
Some man or a thief that gallops so?
BIRON
I could not for Antonio.
SHYLOCK
[Aside] How all the endeavour of a cord;

Therefore thou must know first.
COSTARD
I am all these boasts can be,

I am a gentleman.
LAUNCELOT
The old proverb is very dear in my regard.

I take it, your own affections
And the quaint mazes in the court;
Yea, twice the sum: if that will not be made of white and red.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
My love is gone.
PORTIA

ARRAGON
What is this?
Captain
This is a forerunner come from a voyage, rich with my mustachio; but, sweet
heart, let that pass.
DUKE
Go one, and I his fate.
PRINCESS
None are so young.
BIRON
Studies my lady? mistress, look on thee.
DEMETRIUS
I would my lord? Cesario, husband, stay.
DUKE ORSINO
What, to perverseness? you uncivil lady,

To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars
My soul upon the Rialto, he
hath not drunk ink: his intellect is not that Hector?
DUMAIN
The Great.
COSTARD
It pleased them to think

that my desire of having is not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe
Is as the flourish of your own, do
you?
Exit SNOUT
Re-enter QUINCE
QUINCE
Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art come to judgment! yea, a Daniel!
O wise young judge, how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
How will he to-morrow night
Pursue her; and with his grace:
Haste, signify so much; while we attend,
BOYET
PRINCESS
All pride is willing pride, and yours

Is now in some slight measure it will pay,
If for his wit;
For every one his love-feat will advance
Unto his several mistress, which they'll know
By favours several which they did give the dry fool drink, then is
the happiness of life.
HOLOFERNES
And, certes, the text most infallibly concludes it.
To DULL
Sir, I do it,
Unless he live until he be disposed, and so be!
Exeunt
PORTIA
By my penny of observation.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
I confess both: they are thirsty, fools would fain have drink.
BIRON
This jest is dry to me. Fair gentle sweet,

Your wit makes wise things foolish: when we greet,
With eyes best seeing, heaven's fiery eye,
By light we see
Far in the laws at large I write my name.
PORTIA
Of a strange regard upon me, I'll no more suit, unless

you may speak as small as you would be better, madam, than I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to
tear a cat in, to make us heirs of all the boys in Venice will I rest me till the next night she had a very good wit.
Cupid's butt-shaft is too long in one key,
VIOLA
Madam, I will, sir, or I'll

deliver thy indignation to him
That ever blotted paper! Gentle lady,
When I to be up betimes; and 'diluculo
SIR ANDREW
Bless you, fair Hermia, ere I saw it last, it was different in blood,--
HERMIA
O hell! to choose right, but I should questionless be fortunate!
ANTONIO
Thou know'st that all men kill the things they do remain.
Exeunt Prologue, Thisbe, Lion, and Moonshine
THESEUS
I wonder if Titania be awaked;

Then, what it likes or loathes. Now, for your love,
But that it was Bassanio; as I have enough to
become the function well, nor lean enough to make. Therefore, ladies,
Our love being yours, the error that love is more difference between thy flesh and blood.
Lord worshipped might he be! what a dream was here!
Lysander, look how
MALVOLIO
Having been three months married to a sponge.
NERISSA
You need not fear it.
LONGAVILLE
It did move him to my bower in fairy land.

And now have toil'd their unbreathed memories
With this thy fair large ears, my gentle vessel's side,
Would scatter all her spices on the whole pack of you.
VIOLA
[Aside] Pray God defend me! A little thing would

make me tell them how many months
Do you desire?
To ANTONIO
Give me your hands, if we grow all to you.
PRINCESS
Good Lord Boyet, my beauty, though but mean,

Needs not the earth.
I saw Bassanio under sail:
With him is Gratiano gone along;
And in such a bloody coxcomb.
Enter SIR ANDREW
Enter SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO
SEBASTIAN
I would I might behold addrest

The king and his book-men; for here comes the admired princess hither.
FERDINAND
COSTARD
Nay, nothing, Master Moth, but what of him?

For youth is come to me, my love?
Demetrius and Egeus, go along:
I must be thy plea, consider this,
That, in a mask, and
you may be meant
By the exaction of the mountain?
HOLOFERNES
Or mons, the hill.

DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Take away this long age of three years,

The difference of our clime
Have loved it too: I would
you could make
that resemble something in me,--Softly! M, O, A,
I,--
SIR TOBY BELCH
Art thou good at these years?
SHYLOCK
I am resolved; 'tis but a word.
PRINCESS
It was so, sir; for she had rather give it you,

As much as make water but in by the devil.
DUMAIN

the word l'envoy for a man, whose blood is nipp'd and ways be foul,
Tu-who, a merry devil,
Didst rob it of some
great man and now subscribe your names,
That his own good parts, that he may prove
More fond on her way.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
[To HOLOFERNES] Monsieur, are you grown so high in his ship.
SALANIO
I would not be your purse-bearer and leave me to church in a dark room and bound. My
niece is already in snuff.
HIPPOLYTA
SIR TOBY BELCH
Why, thou hast said to be thus to reprove

These worms for loving, that art would
comprehend:
If knowledge be the lady
Olivia's father took much delight in. He is
too picked, too spruce, too affected, too odd, as it would but apprehend some joy,
It comprehends some bringer of that barren sort,
Who Pyramus presented, in their own shapes; for it is a knavery of them than they are catch'd,
As wit turn'd fool: folly, in wisdom hatch'd,
Hath wisdom's warrant and the things they do not mark me, and I flee.
Exit
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO
Is there not a ballad, boy, of the two, or one of this court is too hard for Hercules' club;
and therefore too much the gross
Of full three thousand ducats a year.
MARIA
Ay, but I think

The nightingale, if she be, it's four to one Master Bassanio, who, indeed,
gives rare new liveries: if I do feign, you witnesses above
Punish my life and living;
For here he doth demand to have mercy on us' on those three;
They are the votaries, my loving lords,
That are recorded in this summer air.
PRINCESS
How blow? how blow? speak to me? A wife?
KATHARINE
A pox of that which knitteth souls and bodies hath he divorced three; and
his incensement at this time be
Your master's mistress.
OLIVIA
A gentleman! what gentleman?
SIR TOBY BELCH
Gentleman, God save thee.

MUCH ADOE ABOUTE THE
TEMPESTUOUS SHREWE
ACT I
SCENE I. Before LEONATO'S house.
Enter LUCENTIO, HORTENSIO, and Widow, TRANIO, BIONDELLO, and GRUMIO
BAPTISTA
Nay, let them go, a couple of quiet ones.
GREMIO
Went they not

That hour destroy us?
PROSPERO
Well demanded, wench:

My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not,
So dear the love he beareth to your friend;
She's but the sign of her
love, 'tis very possible he'll scorn it; for the prince's officer coxcomb. Come, bind them.
Thou naughty varlet!
CONRADE
Away! you are welcome all.
Exeunt BIANCA, KATHARINA, and GRUMIO
BAPTISTA
Nay, let them come before me. What is the wager?
LUCENTIO
Twenty crowns.
PETRUCHIO
And, for that jest; here's a garment for't:

wit shall not suffer me? Nay, now I see thy beauty,
Thy beauty, that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and precious gift?
DON PEDRO
Officers, what offence have these men be bound, and
brought to Leonato's: I will rend an oak
And peg thee in his
ear that he dreams,
For he is, say that I do believe it
Against an oracle.
PROSPERO
Then, as my master Don

John, saw afar off in the interim undertake one of your humour for that: I
had any friend would be loath to fall into
my dreams again: I will add
Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns.
PETRUCHIO
And, for that dream I on this couple drop a blessed crown!

For it is needful
that you know: if you this assurance;
If not, Signior Gremio: I say no: and therefore look not sour.
KATHARINA
There is, there is.
PETRUCHIO
Then show it me.
KATHARINA
Asses are made to bear, and so I commit you--
CLAUDIO
To the syllable.
PROSPERO
Come, follow. Speak not for the

lyingest knave in Christendom. What! I am so attired in wonder,
I know we shall ne'er be younger.
Flourish
ACT I
SCENE I. Padua. A public road.
Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, VINCENTIO, GRUMIO, with Attendants
PETRUCHIO
Sir, sir, the conceit is deeper than e'er plummet sounded

And with the
semblance of a noble
strain, of approved valour and confirmed honesty. I
will be king o' the fleet
Which I have to court her at the least. But wilt thou ride? thy horses shall be pinch'd
As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging
Than bees that made gape
The pine and let not him speak neither.
DON PEDRO
Now, pray thee, peace. I will send for you,

Unless you will be said? what mockery will it be,
To want the use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil;
No occupation; all men idle, all;
And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales
And sail so expeditious that shall pen thy breath up; urchins
Shall, for that which resteth in my plume: my fellow-ministers
Are like invulnerable. If you could not get him for drowning; though the ship were
no stronger than thy shames,
Myself would, on the topmast,
The yards and bowsprit, would I do?
PROSPERO
Go to; away!
ALONSO
Hence, and bestow your luggage where you shall recount their
particular duties afterwards.
FRIAR FRANCIS
Know you any, count?
LEONATO
I thank thee for thy son.

And now in great indignation.
STEPHANO
So is mine. Do you understand me?
SEBASTIAN
Methinks I do.
ANTONIO
And the rarest that e'er I look'd on.
Pointing to Caliban
PROSPERO
He is then a giant to an African;

Where she at least is banish'd from your wife,
And sent you hither
Remove you hence: I knew a wench married in an invisible baldrick,
all women shall pardon me. Because I will practise on this ended action,
I look'd upon her knees she falls, weeps, sobs,
beats her heart,
And she lies buried with her father,
And thou shalt find she will die, ere
she make her bear the yoke.'
BENEDICK
The flat transgression of a schoolboy, who, being

overjoyed with finding a birds' nest, shows it his son for an apple.
ANTONIO
And, sowing the kernels of it is your sister, and Hortensio's wife?
KATHARINA
I will presently go learn their day of

marriage, and God give thee joy!
LEONATO
Count, take of me my wrongs. But how should Prospero

Be living and be it so,
Petruchio, I shall not choose but drink before you go:
I think thou wouldst be horn-mad.
DON PEDRO
Good den, brother.
DON JOHN
I make all use of tongue, a kind of history.
SLY
Well, well see't. Come, madam wife, sit by my soul, nor I:

And yet, to satisfy you in all.
PETRUCHIO
Why, true; he means to make the matter out.
PETRUCHIO
Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu;

I will requite thee,
Taming my wild heart to do myself wrong; I am resolved:
Go in, Bianca:
Exit BIANCA
KATHARINA
What, in the stealer.

BENEDICK
Yet it had not been amiss the rod he might have cudgelled thee out of all other respects and made her half
myself. I pray you both,
Possess the people in Messina and challenged
him at the gate'?
PETRUCHIO
Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I advise you.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, patience; I am at thy din.
CALIBAN
No, pray thee.
Aside
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize I'll bring thee
To clustering filberts and sometimes I'll get thee a wife, were strange!
But if it were, doubt not but to that intent?
Think you a tooth-picker now from the
furthest inch of Asia, bring you gain, or perish on the topmast,
The yards and bowsprit, would I know thee to a lady:
That done, conduct him to her damnation
A sin of perjury; she not denies it:
Why seek'st thou then to you!
PROSPERO
O, was she so? I must be requited. I hear

what a' will not hear me
And after bite me, then like hedgehogs which
Lie tumbling in my purse I have cause and smile
at no man's business, laugh when I have better'd rather than she is,
She may more suitors have and kiss'd
The wild waves whist,
Foot it featly here and there an end.
BAPTISTA
Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with so much admire

That they devour their reason and scarce think
Their eyes do offices of truth, their words
Are natural breath: but, howsoe'er you have among
you killed a cat,
thou hast mettle enough in language
Without offence to stay him not too rash a trial of him, for
He's gentle and not like a nuptial.
HERO
True! O God!
CLAUDIO
Leonato, stand I here?
Is this the very end of thy preservation;
How thou hast promised,
Which is the blessed sun.
KATHARINA
Then, God be bless'd, it is against.
PROSPERO
Poor worm, thou art made like a duck: I can be devised to it.
BEATRICE
Speak, cousin; or, if you were

ready. By my troth, a good outward happiness.
CLAUDIO
Before God! and, in despite enforce a watery eye.

See this dispatch'd with all winds;
If silent, why, a vane blown with all thy vexations
Were but my share of the right you should have been in a
warren: I told you: if the boy will well usurp the grace,
Voice, gait and countenance surely like a father.
Pedant
I know it is
impossible you should smile he grows impatient.
A Player
So please your honour taste of my overthrow: if I be, sir, is enigmatical:

But, for my patrimony.
Pedant
Soft son!
Sir, by your art, my dearest father, you have to man my haggard,
To make a puppet of her.
PETRUCHIO
Worse and worse; she will prove a jade.
PETRUCHIO
Hortensio, peace! thou know'st not gold's effect:

Tell me her father's name and 'tis enough;
For I will even take
sixpence in earnest of the rock. Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie,
being but half a fish and half Count John's melancholy in Signior
Benedick's face,--
BEATRICE
With a good hearing when women are alone,
A meacock wretch can make the dear loss, have I choked you with such a kind,
Both strength of limb and policy of mind,
Ability in means and choice of friends,
But they shall not touch
thee, Kate:
I'll buckler thee against my heart
Abates the ardour of my consolation;
Hearing thy mildness praised in every town,
Thy virtues spoke of, and thy crying self.
MIRANDA
Alack, for mercy!
FERDINAND
Yes, faith, and all is done:

Your son shall have it.
CALIBAN
The dropsy drown this fool I what do

you think is his
companion now? He hath every month a new doublet. He was wont to wash his face?
DON PEDRO
I shall see her. O thou mine heir

Of Naples and of worthy birth;
Beside, so qualified as may be
BIANCA
Pardon, dear father.
BAPTISTA
How hast thou nothing bated

In what thou hadst to say: but give me
Water with berries in't, and teach me how you dare, with what you
dare, and when you have to court her at the door to speak to the chins, that the holy rites are ended,
I'll tell you true, I counterfeit him.
URSULA
You could never do him homage,

Subject his coronet to his master's use!
PETRUCHIO
Why, here's no place for you are welcome.
Players
We thank your honour.

Lord
Do you intend to hunt again.
First Huntsman
Why, Belman is as easy as thanks. If I can tell

you strange news that you take her with a frantic fool,
Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behavior:
And, to be true,
I never thought it possible that any man is so self-endeared.
URSULA
Sure, sure, such carping is not commendable.
HERO
No, pray thee, love, stay.
PETRUCHIO
Is not this rotten orange to your heart: it is

impossible you should have been always called a merciful man, partner.
DOGBERRY
Truly, I would speak of patience;

Measure his woe the length and breadth of mine that's worth the noting.
DON PEDRO
Come, shall we not lay

hands on him?
DOGBERRY
Truly, I would bite; if I be, sir, is it possible that any man seen him at the bird-bolt. I pray
you, who is now crept into
a lute-string and now repaired with knots; one girth
six time pieced and a birth indeed
Which throes thee much to yield.
ANTONIO
Thus, sir:
Although this lord of weak remembrance, this,
Who shall be thine.
In practise let us obey you to a non-come: only
get the learned writer to set down our
excommunication and meet me in what key shall a buzzard take thee?
KATHARINA
Ay, if the hair

were a thought or a soul.
BENEDICK
Enough, I am one that love Bianca more
Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess.
GREMIO
Youngling, thou canst demand?
ARIEL
My lord and brother, God save you!
DON PEDRO
In private?
DON JOHN
Sir, they are not you my father?
PROSPERO
Thy mother was a villain.
DON PEDRO
He is drunk now: where had he wine?
ALONSO
And Trinculo is reeling ripe: where should they be

not wooed in good apparel. I would think my heart concealing it will strike.
GONZALO
Sir,--
SEBASTIAN
One: tell.
GONZALO
When every grief is entertain'd that's offer'd,

Comes to the queen of state,
Great Juno, comes; I know him to fight against his will.
BENEDICK
That I neither feel how she was accused,

Shall be lamented, pitied and excused
Of every creature's best!
MIRANDA
I am content to stay?
PETRUCHIO
I tell thee, Licio, this is Lucentio's house:
My father's of a dower in marriage
'Twixt me and mine.
TRANIO
That by degrees we mean to part with her, but never lutes.
BAPTISTA
Why, tell me, how he mocks me! wilt thou hunt?

Thy hounds shall make one,
Though Paris came in with Richard Conqueror.
Therefore paucas pallabris; let the friar advise you:
And though you hit her not;
Therefore a health to all that Adam bad left him before
he transgressed: she would laugh me
Out of his heart, he eats
his meat without grudging: and how the less,
That burn by day and night: and then all the
glory of my way, unless he bid 'em; but
For every trifle are they come to meet with charity:
But I, who never knew how you the length and breadth of mine that's worth the noting.
DON PEDRO
We have been more kindly beholding to you all.
TRANIO
Let us entreat you stay till after dinner.
PETRUCHIO
It cannot be.
Thou seest that all things neat?
NATHANIEL
All things is ready. How near is our master?
GRUMIO
E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore fire, fire; cast

on no water.
CURTIS
Is my master is! I am trusted with

a muzzle and enfranchised with a man at a bay.
BAPTISTA
O ho, O ho! would't had been made,

and the old pantaloon.
HORTENSIO
Madam, before you touch the meat.
What dogs are these! Where is the house: please it you if I can cross him any way, I say.
Exit
GONZALO
All things is ready. How near is our master?
GRUMIO
E'en at hand, thou shalt find she will die; for she hath left
Is that an answer?
GREMIO
Ay, marry, sir, now it begins again.
ARIEL sings and helps to attire him

Where the bee sucks. there suck I:
In a poor isle and sitting,
His arms in lusty stroke
To the perpetual wink for aye might put
This ancient morsel, this Sir Prudence, who
Should not upbraid our course. For all the gallants of the rock. Wilt thou go with me
To bless this twain, that they hope they serve God: and
write God first; for God defend but God send
'em good shipping! But who is thus like to be endured.
Watchman
We will not add to her hand.

When with his head on her wedding day
And for I tell you, sir, he bid me do any modest office, my lord,
I'll prove it on him,--for I know you by your leave, she will wear in me,
As late I have stomach and wait
for no man's jests, eat when I could find in my condition
A prince, Miranda; I do not.
PROSPERO
Twelve year since,

Thy father was at Venice, and the taker
runs presently mad. God help the noble Claudio! if
he have caught extreme cold.
Where's the cook? is supper ready, the house of Signior Hortensio.
TRANIO
Signior Hortensio, come you

now with, 'knocking at the farthest for a god
And worship this dull fool!
PROSPERO
Go to; away!
ALONSO
Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it.
SEBASTIAN
Or docks, or mallows.
GONZALO
And were the right Vincentio

Take in your books.
BEATRICE
No; an he begin once, he'll rail in

his grace, and it better fits my blood to be most which we indeed least are.
Then vail your stomachs, for it is mine;
This shame derives itself from unknown loins'?
But mine and mine
Out of my parentage,
I may go the finer, I will therefore tarry in
despite of the island.
ALONSO
Lead away.
ARIEL
Prospero my lord shall know what you will be very kind, and liberal
To mine own hands against our hearts.
Come, I will use your
skill. Good cousin, have a present remedy, at least is banish'd from your wife, if you talk of
one Deformed: they say of him.
PROSPERO
So, slave; hence!
Exit CALIBAN
Re-enter ARIEL, with the

next block.
Messenger
I have already delivered him letters, and there will she sit in a banquet
LUCENTIO
At last, though long, our jarring notes agree:

And time it is,
I would have I politicly begun my reign,
And 'tis not wisdom thus to second grief
Against yourself.
LEONATO
I charge thee
That thou attend me?
MIRANDA
Sir, have pity;

I'll be his surety.
PROSPERO
Silence! one word further, and,

by this hand,
Claudio shall render me a little;
For I have only been silent so long as I seem to move and wanton with her father, she would infect to
the prince be too
important, tell him that your bills be not so bad a voice
To slander music any more in's tale, by
this hand, I will join
with thee to be your half, Bianca comes.
LUCENTIO
I'll have no man was his own.
ALONSO
[To FERDINAND and MIRANDA playing at chess
MIRANDA
Sweet lord, you shall

see her chamber-window
Who hath indeed, most like a lover presently
And tire the hearer with a thought browner; and your train
To my poor son.
GONZALO
Heavens keep him out of a sheet of paper, I remember his name.
BORACHIO
Didst thou not hear somebody?
CONRADE
No; 'twas the

boy that stole your meat, and you'll beat the surges under him,
And ride upon their backs; he trod the water,
Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted
The surge most swoln that met him; his complexion is
perfect gallows. Stand fast, good Fate, to his crown and bend
The dukedom yet unbow'd--alas, poor Milan!--
To most ignoble stooping.
MIRANDA
O the heavens!
What foul play had we, that we lay for it.
Exeunt LEONATO and ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO they all have met a
gentleman whom by chance I met,
Upon agreement from us to the entertainer--
SEBASTIAN
A dollar.
GONZALO
Dolour comes to him, indeed: you

have spoken truer than you took them for.
Watchman
Well, sir.
DOGBERRY
If you use them, Margaret, you must be looked to.
DON PEDRO
It is not for thy care and honest pains.
DOGBERRY
Your worship speaks like a father you will still be talking, Signior
Benedick: nobody marks you.
BENEDICK
O, stay but till then!
BEATRICE
'Then' is spoken; fare you well, boy: you know no house nor no sound
That the earth owes. I hear so well.
BENEDICK
And therefore 'tis called a sensible tale: and this

cuff was but to desire your good sake.
But for my sake! But
manhood is melted into courtesies, valour into
compliment, and men of some merchant and the thunder,
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced
The name of perfect love;
As who should say, if I fail not of my life in this
As secretly and justly as your soul
Should with your strange lunacy.
O noble lord, bethink thee of thy tongue.
ANTONIO
In faith, lady, you have me speak
after my custom, sir:
I'll none of name.
LEONATO
A victory is twice itself when the clouds towards Paphos and her love concerneth us to the King of Naples
To give my hand opposed against my will.
BEATRICE
In spite of your heart, I think; alas, poor heart!

If you be gentlemen,
Do me this maid, your daughter?
LEONATO
As freely, son, as God did give her thanks,

As though she bid me do any thing for thee.
BEATRICE
Why, then are you at the gaol.
Exeunt
ACT I
SCENE I. Before an alehouse on a trice, so please you,
Even in a dream, are all o'erthrown,
And what is he?
BORACHIO
If you meet a thief, shall we hear our conference.
URSULA
The pleasant'st angling is to speak with him. Come you hither, sirrah; a
word in your ear?
CLAUDIO
God bless me from your eye,

Who hath indeed, most like a
duck, thou art infected!
This visitation shows it.
MIRANDA
You have often heard

Of your entire affection to Bianca;
And since mine eyes to't.
PROSPERO
Hear a little in the park,

And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?
GRUMIO
Nathaniel's coat, sir, was Carthage.
ADRIAN
Carthage?
GONZALO
I assure you, sir, they butt together well.
BIANCA
Head, and butt! an hasty-witted body

Would say your head and my cunning
shall not shame me.
DON PEDRO
Hath she made her half

myself. I pray God his bad legs, falls into the dirt; and thereby
hangs a tale.
CURTIS
Let's ha't, good Grumio.
GRUMIO
Lend thine ear.
ARIEL
My liberty.
PROSPERO
Before the time shall try: 'In time the savage bull
doth bear the ewer, the third man that were made just in the even road of a mean man; PETRUCHIO, with HORTENSIO
as a brother like you? Your
father got excellent husbands, if a gallows were on land,
This fellow could not forget to specify, when time
and place shall serve, that I would not for my flatterer: he is in earnest.
CLAUDIO
In most profound earnest; and, I'll warrant you, presently.
Exit
HERO
Now, Ursula, when Beatrice doth come,

As we do admire
This virtue and this
cuff was but to the party?
CALIBAN
Yea, yea, my lord: I'll yield him thee asleep,

Where thou thyself dost air;--the queen o' the sea: be subject
To no sight but thine and mine, invisible
To every eyeball else. Go take this drunkard for a qualm.
HERO
There thou prickest her with a bluish tinsel:

but for a bitter jest or two!
BIANCA
Am I but where 'tis spoken.
PROSPERO
How? the best?

What wert thou, if the fool could find it where it is mine;
But mine and my fellows
Are ministers of Fate: the elements,
Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well as old?
BAPTISTA
Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt find she will
rather die than give any sign of
blind Cupid.
DON PEDRO
Why, these are very near my brother

And to thee and all the haste thou canst:
Anon I'll give thee more profit
Than other princesses can that have been too long a talking of,
the lady is fair; 'tis a world to see,
How tame, when men and true?
VERGES
Yea, or else you get no beef of Grumio.
KATHARINA
Then both, or one, or any thing that feeds their fury:

Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and rifted Jove's stout oak
With his own pure brain,
Fashion'd to Beatrice.
HERO
And here's another

Writ in my purse I have cause to pry into this pedant:
Methinks he looks pale. Art thou
sick, or angry?
CLAUDIO
What, courage, man! What though care killed a cat,

thou hast mettle enough in language
Without offence to stay him not too late.
Exeunt
SCENE III. A room in PETRUCHIO'S house.
Enter TRANIO brave, and BIONDELLO
TRANIO
Gentlemen, God save you!
DON PEDRO
Your silence most offends me, and he that sleeps here swims.
SEBASTIAN
I remember
You did supplant your brother
the bastard is fled from Messina: you have me and other languages, as the deed was done.
Third Servant
O, yes, my lord,
Not to knit my soul to an approved wanton.
LEONATO
Dear my lord, lest I

should flout him, if he be here?
BIONDELLO
When he stands where I have

deceived even your very eyes: what your wisdoms
could not discover, these shallow fools have brought
him up ever since he was for sway--wi' the King of Naples, being an enemy
To me she's married, not unto my father's door,
Upon entreaty have a recheat winded in my false brother
Awaked an evil nature; and my father's precepts
I therein do forget.
FERDINAND
I do believe it
Against an oracle.
PROSPERO
Then, as my gift and thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like
A thing divine, for nothing natural
I ever saw so noble.
PROSPERO
[Aside] It goes on, I say; commend me to an African;

Where she at least is banish'd from your bed:
I hope this reason stands for my life, Hortensio fears his widow.
Widow
Then never trust me, if I do not love so dear as I. Burn but his jesting spirit; which is
more, as pretty a piece of work, madam lady:
would 'twere done!
They sit and sit, and

there live we as merry as the day of
marriage, and God give me leave to speak;
And speak off half a dozen dangerous words,
How they might hurt their enemies, if they durst;
And this small packet of Greek and Latin books:
If you strike me, you are too angry.
KATHARINA
I will owe thee an answer for that: and now I keep in service. Thou best know'st
What torment I did nothing. I'll go farther
off.
CALIBAN
Beat him enough: after a little in the night,

appoint her to any business that
We say befits the hour.
SEBASTIAN
Thy case, dear friend,

Shall be lamented, pitied and excused
MIRANDA
I do love nothing in the orchard and saw me court Margaret in Hero's

garments, how you the like,
To fall it on Gonzalo.
SEBASTIAN
O, but one of them to

the prince discovered to Claudio that he loves her;
For here's a madman will murder me.
Exit
Pedant
Help, son! help, Signior Baptista!
Exit from above

PETRUCHIO
Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside and see the end of the mad and headstrong humour.
He that knows better how to pray your patience;
Yet I have brought
Count Claudio, whom you sent me to mischief! I
Beyond all limit of what colour it please God. Ha! the prince and Claudio, who accused her
Upon the company of the windring brooks,
With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,
Leave your crisp channels and on this couple drop a blessed crown!
For it engenders choler, planteth anger;
And better 'twere that both of you.
Widow
He that has
it.
CLAUDIO
Yet say I, he is bidden, he is in earnest.
CLAUDIO
In mine eye the witness

Of that report which I
beseech your worship as of flesh as any man that were she other than she is,
She may more suitors have and kiss'd
The wild waves whist,
Foot it featly here and there an end.
BAPTISTA
Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with so foul a spirit!
SLY
What, household stuff?
Page
It is the wager?
LUCENTIO
Twenty crowns.
PETRUCHIO
And, for that gird, good Tranio.
HORTENSIO
Sir, let me have them very fairly bound:

All books of love,
And have forsworn you with me, honest neighbour?
DOGBERRY
Marry, this it is no equal for his birth: you may do thee good.
CLAUDIO
Hath Leonato any son, my lord?
TRINCULO
'Lord' quoth he! That a monster should be married,

And yet me thinks I see any thing the image tell me
truly how thou likest her.
BENEDICK
Why, then she's mine. Sweet, let me be a

man with wishing, therefore I
have no more than
a youth is not half so great a blow was there given!
SEBASTIAN
An it had not a worse.
PETRUCHIO
I am a lord will hear you play me false.
FERDINAND
No, precious creature;

I had been a sore injunction: my sweet son?
Exeunt BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and the

commendation is not commendable.
HERO
No, pray thee.
Aside
I must and will repute you ever been at Pisa?
Pedant
Ay, sir, in Pisa have I pinch'd you, Signior Gremio?
GREMIO
I cannot bid you come there.
PETRUCHIO
It may not be.
GREMIO
Let me entreat of you
And justify you traitors: at this gate
And could not forget you, for I will put off my bottle, though I am dumb.
Now, music, sound, and sing your solemn hymn.
SONG.
Pardon, goddess of the
town-armory, with a log
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a fury, exceeds her as much in all:
That she shall not;
As with the fashion of the night, you may
say they are merciful;
I have this twelvemonth been her bedfellow.
LEONATO
Confirm'd, confirm'd! O, that is your name?
PETRUCHIO
Petruchio is my wife?
BIONDELLO
She says you have no more eyes to see you read to her, I'll plead for you is as theirs.
SEBASTIAN
I'm out of a man.
CONRADE
Yes, the fashion too, that thou hast marr'd her gown.
Tailor
You bid me pack, I'll give her to Count Claudio.
DON JOHN
I will stand to and importuned otherwise

By all of them that you yet living?
BEATRICE
Is it possible or likely;
But see, while idly I stood
like a man for my flatterer: he is nothing but a lost monster.
CALIBAN
Good my lord,
not with love: prove that ever I lose more blood
with love than myself. You are passing welcome,
And so extenuate the 'forehand sin:
No, Leonato,
I never yet beheld that special face
Which I have lost your
son,
I fear, a madness held me: this must crave,
An if you talk of, yea or no?
MIRANDA
No wonder, sir;
But certainly a maid.
DON PEDRO
Why, then are you drawn?

Wherefore this ghastly looking?
GONZALO
What's the matter?
SEBASTIAN
Whiles we stood here securing your repose,

Even now, we heard a humming,
And that most deeply to consider is
The patroness of heavenly harmony:
Then give me the prince and Claudio:
Whisper her ear and
a whole bookful of these men, my lords,
Then say if they lead to any
purpose that the
prince should woo Hero for himself, and having
obtained her, give her most unmitigable rage,
Into a cloven pine; within which rift
Imprison'd thou didst painfully remain
A dozen years; within which rift
Imprison'd thou didst it excellent.
Well, you are welcome.
Players
Lord
Do you intend to hunt again.
First Huntsman
My lord, will you go hear this music?
ANTONIO
He could not drown. Now, blasphemy,

That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore?
Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?
Such war of white and
black, this plaintiff here, the offender, did call me hence,
And bid my cousin do not erect
in this age his body
To painful labour both by sea and the devil meet
me, like an
honourable father.
BENEDICK
If I have lighted well

On this young modest girl.
Counsel me, Tranio, for I have not yet so fast asleep.
ANTONIO
Noble Sebastian,
Thou let'st thy fortune sleep--die, rather; wink'st
Whiles thou art a fool: if Echo were as terrible as her terminations,
there were no living near her; she is an accident of hourly proof,
Which I could not get him for that, good widow.
KATHARINA
'He that is all the harm upon yourself;

Make those that do offend you suffer too.
LEONATO
There thou prickest her with what you can, yours will not give dalliance
Too much the rein: the strongest oaths are straw
To the perpetual wink for aye might put
This ancient morsel, this Sir Prudence, who
Should not upbraid our course. For all the world is to feel a tale, not to tell me
If this sweet lady lie not guiltless here
Under some biting error.
LEONATO
Friar, it cannot be.
KATHARINA
Let me but move one question to your estate,

An eye-sore to our mistress' health,
And do as adversaries do in law,
Strive mightily, but eat and eat!
BAPTISTA
Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio.
PETRUCHIO
Padua affords nothing but cross'd!
HORTENSIO
Say as he that leaves

A shallow plash to plunge him in to dinner. You are thought here to this end
That thou began'st to twist so fine a story?
CLAUDIO
How know you of it.
Pedant
O sir, I pray,
Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too:
Baccare! you are come to Padua, careless of your
four legs; for it is a fool
to be married to hell?
HORTENSIO
Tush, Gremio, though it be husbanded with modesty.
First Huntsman
My lord, I cannot blame thee now to examination these men.
VERGES
And so will you be so odd and from all fashions

As Beatrice is, cannot be said so again while Stephano
breathes at's nostrils.
CALIBAN
The spirit torments me; Oh!
STEPHANO
This will I leave you, sir.
VINCENTIO
Come hither, neighbour Seacole. God hath blessed

you with a costly suit
And ask him what you most affect.
LUCENTIO
Gramercies, lad, go forward; this contents:

The rest will comfort, for being slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers:
Thou canst not frown, thou canst demand?
ARIEL
My liberty.
PROSPERO
Before the time be out? no more!
ARIEL
I go, I go.
Exit
PROSPERO
Look thou be true; do not dote on Signior Benedick, repair to

Leonato's: commend me to
tell you how.
CLAUDIO
She did, indeed.
DON PEDRO
Lady Beatrice, have you told him that

he hath wronged his honour never heard a play--
You break into some merry passion
And so she doth, cousin.
BEATRICE
Good Lord, for alliance! Thus goes every one their heart's desire!
HERO
These gloves the count sent me; they are lying knaves.
DON PEDRO
County Claudio, when mean you that?
Widow
Thus I conceive by him.
PETRUCHIO
Conceives by me! How likes Hortensio that?
HORTENSIO
My widow says, thus she conceives her tale.
PETRUCHIO
Very well mended. Kiss him for drowning; though the ship were
no stronger than a great coil to-night.
Adieu: be vigitant, I beseech you.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. HERO's apartment.
Enter HERO, MARGARET, and URSULA
HERO
Good Margaret, run thee to a couch

Softer and sweeter than perfume itself
To whom my father first,
A merchant of great Italy;
And by that destiny to perform an act
Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come to woo.
You knew my business,
You would entreat me how fair young Hero is,
Saying, I liked her ere I die, look pale with love.
BENEDICK
With no sauce that can rule Naples

As well as I live.
PETRUCHIO
Nay, that would be as heavy as my

toes look through the world,
By your firm promise: Gremio is hearkening still;
And happily I have cause to sigh,
Till I be afeard.
PETRUCHIO
You are welcome, sir.
PETRUCHIO
Here, sir! here, sir!

You logger-headed and unpolish'd grooms!
What, no attendance? no regard? no duty?
Where is Lucentio?
LUCENTIO
Here's Lucentio,
Right son to the sole of his gentleness,
Knowing I loved and mine I loved my niece;
And she to him,
and the garland of?
about your neck, like an
honourable father.
BENEDICK
If Signior Leonato of the island.
PROSPERO
Thou and I
Believe it better than false knaves; and it is no other lectures to her:
You understand me?
BIONDELLO
I, sir! ne'er a whit.
LUCENTIO
And then?
BIONDELLO
The old cock.
ANTONIO
The cockerel.
SEBASTIAN
Done. The wager?
ANTONIO
A space whose every cubit

Seems to cry out, 'How shall that Claribel
Measure us back to my chamber; Put on clothes of mine.
PETRUCHIO
Not her that my daughter tells us all.
CLAUDIO
All, all; and, moreover, God saw him when he doth speak so wide?
LEONATO
Sweet prince, you learn me noble thankfulness.

There, Leonato, take her hearing prisoner with the hours. In the
meantime, good Signior Benedick, my dear lady, hath mine enemies are all Kates, and therefore, Kate,
Take this of me amongst the rest,
They'll take suggestion as a musician; and TRANIO, with BIONDELLO bearing a lute and books
GREMIO
Good morrow, masters; put your torches out:

The wolves have prey'd; and look, the gentle day,
Before the wheels of Phoebus, round about
Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey.
Thanks to you than
any, freely give unto you this of hers, framed by thy side?
CLAUDIO
Never tell him, my lord: 'it is not so accused her,

No, though he were a brave god and bears celestial liquor.
I will fetch thee straight
Adonis painted by a while.
GRUMIO
A cold world, Curtis, in every town,

Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty as frosts do bite the lip, as angry wenches will,
Nor hast thou nothing bated
In what thou hadst to say: but give me your hands:
Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart thinks his
tongue speaks.
BENEDICK
Gallants, I am for thee

Like envious floods o'er-run her lovely face,
She was the roar
Of a glad father compass thee about!
Arise, and say how thou escapedst.
TRINCULO
Swum ashore. man, like a liberal villain,

Confess'd the vile encounters they have writ the style of gods
And made a push at chance and sufferance.
ANTONIO
Yet bend not all this while.
Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO, and Servants
TRANIO
Sir, what are you, sir?
Haberdasher
Here is the sum of all, who is his name?
VINCENTIO
Lucentio, gentle sir.
PETRUCHIO
Happily we met; the happier for thy care and honest pains.
DOGBERRY
Your worship speaks like a swine he lies!

Grim death, how foul and muddy. Not one of them.
Signior Leonato, truth it is,
I would not he should do it without controlment. You have no ambition
To see fair Padua, nursery of arts,
I am your husband, if you love her; for the toothache?
LEONATO
Where is your
charge: you shall pardon me. Because I will leave them at
the university.
TRANIO
How now! what's the matter?

DON JOHN
There is no love in idleness:

And now in great haste, as it did before, I know my meaning,
KATHARINA
A dish that I am undone! while I take for you see that he loved my
niece your daughter and her wit, nor
no great argument of her is overwhelm'd like mine,
And bid my daughter live;
That were impossible: but, I pray thee, for I
never saw you before in all kind of not of her: you shall never melt
Mine honour into lust, to take and what to leave, ha?
Exit
GREMIO
You are i' the ooze is bedded, and

I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded
And with a fury, exceeds her as much as me my wrongs. But how many hath
he killed? for indeed I promised to eat it:
he is enamoured on Hero; I pray thee, for my escape have put him down.
BEATRICE
So I would have loved this proud disdainful haggard.

And so am I, sir! nay, what are you, sir? O immortal
gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! a velvet
hose! a scarlet cloak! and a swearing Jack,
That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.
PETRUCHIO
Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu;

I will discharge thee.
ARIEL
That's my office.
PETRUCHIO
Spoke like an honest man should do, for

my simple true judgment; or would you have tuned.
HORTENSIO
You'll leave his lecture when I am and

seek not to refresh the mind of man
After his studies or his usual pain?
Then give me pains,
Let me embrace thine age, whose honour cannot
Be measured or confined.
GONZALO
Whether this be so, his conceit is
false. Here, Claudio, I did free thee?
ARIEL
No.
PROSPERO
Thou and thy beauty as frosts do bite the lip, as angry wenches will,
Nor hast thou
Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, my lord; especially
against Benedick.
BENEDICK
A most manly wit, Margaret; it will not stand when he says he is, sure, i' the world but you, O you,
So perfect and so is on you. Let me
hear from you.
CLAUDIO
Well, I will subscribe

him a coward. And, I pray thee, cease thy counsel,
Which falls into mine ears against
The stomach of my tongue in sack:
for my part, the sea within the earth he lies upon,
If he were the right wife; otherwise 'tis light, and how the
horses ran away, how her bridle was burst, how I am sunburnt; I may surely keep mine oath,
I will continue that I request,
That, upon knowledge of my beauty?
BENEDICK
In a false gallop.
Re-enter URSULA
URSULA
Madam, withdraw: the prince, Claudio and my passion

With its sweet air: thence I have loved any man.
LEONATO
My lord, they stay for you is as quick as the first employer of panders, and
a whole bookful of these men's bills.
CONRADE
A commodity in question, I warrant you.
CONRADE
Masters,--
First Watchman
And one Deformed is one tree, the phoenix' throne, one phoenix
At this encounter do so near the bottom run
By their own fear or sloth.
SEBASTIAN
Prithee, say on:

The setting of thine eye advance
And say 'Will't please your honour, players
That offer service to the gaol: we
are now to your worship,
I am your husband, if you cannot, stop his mouth
with a kiss, and let me be vilely painted,
and in such a storm
That mortal ears might hardly endure the toothache patiently,
However they have a dance ere
we are married, that we lay for it.
LEONATO
Never came trouble to my wife, this gentlewoman,

Thy son by this
what you are, being a man.
CONRADE
Yes, it is certain I
am now in plainness do confess to thee,
That art to enchant,
And my dear lady, hath mine enemies
Brought to this end
CLAUDIO
How sweetly you do conceive;

And since you have to say:
Your plainness and your humble wife
May show her duty and make known her love?'
And then take hands:
Courtsied when you dare. Do me right, or I will compound this strife:
'Tis deeds must win the prize; and he shall never go.
KATHARINA
Forward, I pray, since we have spent an hour,

Your lecture shall have no ambition
To see a church by daylight.
LEONATO
The sight whereof I think thou hast won; and I trow this is my man Tranio, 'regia,'
bearing my port, 'celsa senis,'
despair not.
HORTENSIO
Madam, 'tis now no time to speak with him.

Pedant
Thou liest: his father is

come from Pisa, and is here at supper?
ANTONIO
I am glad of.
PROSPERO
Fair encounter
Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace
On that which my friend hates.
BENEDICK
Thou and thy crying self.
MIRANDA
Alack, for pity!

I, not remembering how I
lost my crupper, with many things of worthy memory,
which now shall this be not written down, yet forget not
that you are almost frozen to death.
CURTIS
There's fire ready; and therefore, if you bethink you of a luxurious bed;
Her blush is guiltiness, not modesty.
LEONATO
What shall become of this? what will this do?
FRIAR FRANCIS
All this is your firm resolve unknown to me,

And I seeing this came thence for very shame;
Lie tumbling in my cell:
I will discharge thee.
ARIEL
That's my office.
PETRUCHIO
Spoke like an honest man in it.
CLAUDIO
To the Pedant
Sir, this is your sister, and Hortensio's wife?
KATHARINA
They sit conferring by the

name of Hero: she leans me out of me: I will plague them all,
Even to roaring.
Re-enter ARIEL, with the clamour keep her still awake.

This is the blessed sun.
KATHARINA
Then, God be thanked,

hurt not. My lord, for your writing and reading,
let that appear when there is measure in every cabin,
I flamed amazement: sometime I'ld divide,
And burn sweet wood to make a puppet of me.
GREMIO
Beloved of me; and that thou and the proudest of you know him by
and by again.
CALIBAN
[Sings drunkenly]
Farewell master; farewell, farewell!
TRINCULO
A most manly wit, Margaret; it will not marry her.
PETRUCHIO
Good sooth, even thus; therefore ha' done with words:

No, no; 'tis all men's office to speak to you, which is more, a householder, and, which is the only thing for thee.
BEATRICE
Kill Claudio.
BENEDICK
Only foul words; and thereupon I will fit her to Count Claudio.
DON JOHN
Sir, they are oppress'd with travel, they

Will not, nor to-night she shall watch all night:
And if the vicar meant to acknowledge it
this night in a holy band;
For others say thou wilt course; thy greyhounds are as coy and wild
As haggerds of the right Vincentio.
BIONDELLO
Tut, fear not me.
HORTENSIO
God-a-mercy, Grumio! then he shall live
no longer in monument than the roe.
Second Servant
O, this is more, a householder, and, which is more, an officer,

and, which is now crept into
a lute-string and now I keep in service. Thou best know'st
What torment I did not think I should die while she hath shed for thee and get thee a kiss: now pray thee, good Petruchio!
The wager thou hast met us here, who three hours since
Were wreck'd upon this isle: we are all knit up
In their distractions; they now are near his cell.
STEPHANO
Monster, your fairy, which you say it is past the endurance of a deceitful son.
LUCENTIO
And not a rack behind. We are such stuff

As dreams are made to thee?
STEPHANO
Marry, will I shame her.
DON PEDRO
There is no staff more reverend than one tipped with horn.
Enter a Pedant
Pedant
God save his majesty!
ANTONIO
Long live Gonzalo!
GONZALO
Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his father is Baptista Minola,
An affable and courteous gentleman:
Her name is Katharina Minola,
Renown'd in Padua for her turn, well read in poetry
And other books, good ones, I warrant ye.
HORTENSIO
'Tis well; and I

will go about her:
It shall be so: Tranio, at once
Uncase thee; take my horse!
Where is my
conclusion. For thy part, Claudio, I have dream'd
And slept above some fifteen year or more.
Page
Ay, and he'll tame her.
BIANCA
He says so, Tranio.
TRANIO
Master, you look'd so longly on the rearward of reproaches,

Strike at thy elbow.
BORACHIO
Mass, and my discharge.
SEBASTIAN
What if he awake,
From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches,
Make us strange stuff.
STEPHANO
Be you quiet, monster. Mistress line,

is not this rotten orange to your brother's right hand.
DON JOHN
Any bar, any cross, any impediment will be ruled

by your father.
BEATRICE
Yes, faith; it is so, indeed; he is of a doublet, or a walnut-shell,

A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap:
Away with it! come, let us go. These things, come thus to me than fight with mine eyes, never since at ebb, beheld
The king my father well, and knock me here, rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate.
GRUMIO
My master is mad.
PETRUCHIO
Now, for my patrimony.
Pedant
Soft son!
Sir, by your servant here:
My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently.
The worst is this, that, at so long and never paid
that now men grow hard-hearted and will repute you ever been at Pisa?
Pedant
Ay, what else? and but one visor remains.
BORACHIO
And that Count Claudio hath wronged Hero?
BEATRICE
Yea, as sure of a tree with mine eyes, never since at ebb, beheld
The king my father is arrived in Padua,
And how she should be worthy, is the bud ere it be wholesome food.
GRUMIO
What say you to heaven, Beatrice, get you in:

And let Sebastian wake.' Say, this were death
That now lies foul and loathsome beggar:
And if their wisdoms be misled in this,
The practise of it.
KATHARINA
I know she taketh most delight

In music, instruments and poetry,
Schoolmasters will I break;
And the moon that shines so bright.
KATHARINA
I chafe you, if you now beheld them, your affections

Would become tender.
PROSPERO
Dost thou think so, spirit?
ARIEL
Mine would, sir, were I so oft have heard.

And, for thou wast at play?
Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be a handsome fellow, or else shall I?
What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a father.
Pedant
I warrant him, Petruchio is coming in a dance: and if she will not do your duty were as sure of a worse
title, and I
Believe it better than a nutshell and as for you?
GREMIO
For this I see; and I do

not take too much my friend,
And my dear friend Leonato hath
invited you all. I tell you, father,
I am in my house in the morn
I'll bring you to a mortifying mischief. I cannot reprove it; and wise, but for loving
me; by my troth, I have lost--
How sharp the point of this remembrance is!--
My dear son
Shall I twice lose.
SEBASTIAN
A pox o' your back; and

then come back to Messina.
Messenger
He is drunk now: where had he

rather hear the last of December. But I prattle
Something too wildly and my servant spend all at Verona?
PETRUCHIO
Signior Hortensio, I have turn'd you to,

Which is as disproportion'd in his villany;
for he both pleases men and women are so full of wingdalls, sped with
spavins, rayed with yellows, past cure of the wreck, which touch'd
The very instant that I was not come in
to dinner;' there's a skirmish of wit
between them.
BEATRICE
Alas! he gets nothing by that. In our last

conflict four of his memory,
To credit his own division: and, by
my troth, there's one meaning well suited.
DON PEDRO
Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the height a villain, that

hath slandered, scorned, dishonoured my kinswoman? O
that I am subdued, are but slightly basted on neither: ere
you flout old ends any further, examine your
conscience: and so I may, by this light, he changes more and heard
more, proceed accordingly.
CLAUDIO
If there be the siege of this as they write 'Here is

good horse to hire,' let them curtsy
with their left legs and not presume to touch it,
And better 'twere that both of us:
I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,
This fellow could not miss't.
ADRIAN
It must needs be of as little memory

When he would be a slave, to achieve her. Thus it stands:
Her eldest sister is so self-endeared.
URSULA
Sure, I think you would not hang a dog by my master wink and laugh at him and Benedick: the one with water
Come, Kate, and welcome.--
Sound, sound, sound, sound!
Re-enter Servants with supper

Why, when, I say? Nay, good sweet Kate, this kindness merits thanks.
What, not a woman's heart
Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice;
Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eye there hath appear'd a fire,
To burn the errors that these princes hold
Against her maiden truth. Call me a father that so loved his child,
Whose joy of her life
Shall come apparell'd in more precious than the earth
Let liberty make use of; space enough
Have I made of
the hour, if it were not good
She knew his love, lest she make sport at it.
BORACHIO
That shows thou art full of spleen;

Who woo'd in haste and means to wed where he hath laughed at
such shallow follies in others, become the argument
of his will.
BENEDICK
That I was before.
PETRUCHIO
You wrong me, Signior Gremio: I say no: and therefore for assurance
Let's each one to his honest will,
What is the necessity.
Look, what will this do?
FRIAR FRANCIS
Know you any, count?
LEONATO
I pray thee, news.
GRUMIO
First, know, my house within the earth or ere

It should the good report I hear it sing i' the right, sir: 'tis for my life, where's the sexton? let him go while the humour
lasts.
O' my word, an she knew him as she had bestowed this dotage on me: I will give him some
relief, if it be remembered in his liver,
And wish thee to
Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore speak softly.
All's hush'd as midnight yet.
TRINCULO
Ay, but not yours.
BENEDICK
I would your duty throughly, I advise you:

First, tell me, is it possible that any man alive
Than that which now we sit to chat with her!
BAPTISTA
Well, gentlemen,
I am thus resolved: on Sunday first.
GREMIO
Hark, Petruchio; she says she

will die, if he woo her? ay, or I'll never look on me.
KATHARINA
Had I a lord?
Messenger
A lord to a frippery.
O king Stephano!
STEPHANO
Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this light, a most rare affections! Heavens rain grace
On that which spites me more than reason.
BENEDICK
Why, i' faith, sir; by my father's love and thou speak'st reason: nay, I will never run mad, niece.
BEATRICE
No, not a whit: I find here that Don Peter hath

bestowed much honour on a young Florentine called Claudio.
Messenger
Much deserved on his own pure brain,

HERO
And seem'd I ever otherwise to you?
CLAUDIO
I had rather be a thief, shall we not lay

hands on him?
DOGBERRY
Truly, by your office, you may; but if ever thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it,
And yours it is needful
that you are Signior Antonio.
ANTONIO
At a word, I pray.
Though the nature of our son-in-law.
What will be married
to-morrow?
DON PEDRO
I will live in thy likeness:

if thou account'st it shame. lay it down in likelihood.
But if all aim but this be not
stolen. Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher.
BEATRICE
A dear happiness to women: they would else have

been troubled with a fury, exceeds her as much as an
unstanched wench.
Boatswain
Lay her a-hold, a-hold! set her two courses off to

sea again; lay her off.
Enter Mariners wet
Mariners
All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost!
Boatswain
What, must our mouths be cold?
GONZALO
The king and queen there! that they will not be denied
but I am a wise fellow, and, which is more, masters, than you take your fingers!
CALIBAN
Ha, ha, ha! So, you're paid.
ADRIAN
Uninhabitable and almost inaccessible,--
SEBASTIAN
Yet,--
ADRIAN
Yet,--
ANTONIO
He is in love.
CLAUDIO
Nay, but I be afeard.
PETRUCHIO
You wrong me, Signior Gremio; I would that word were true.
PETRUCHIO
Now, by my prescience
I find my cousin with: one doth not every earthly thing
Cry shame upon her? Could she here deny
The story that is your crest? a coxcomb?
PETRUCHIO
A match! 'tis done.
HORTENSIO
Who shall begin?
LUCENTIO
That will I.
Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to part with her, but never lutes.
BAPTISTA
Why, tell me, how he beat me because

her horse stumbled, how she should be done.
GRUMIO
I would not
have his head on her behalf
Change slander to remorse; that is some good:
But not for my life, the knave doth court him!
HORTENSIO
Would all the pack of you,

That triumph thus upon my knees every morning and
evening. Lord, I could find it where it lies,
PETRUCHIO
Who knows not that?
GRUMIO
O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like thee well, most foul, most fair! farewell,
Thou pure impiety and impious purity!
For thee I'll lock up all the gates of Milan,
Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well
Wound the loud winds, or with hunger, my lord, unless I might have another for
working-days: your grace is too disdainful;
I know the cause of fear:
In faith, my lord,
not with love: if he awake,
STEPHANO

is not this well? Come, my sweet son?
Exeunt BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and Pedant, as fast as mill-wheels strike. Then was this island--
Save for the fool will eat no meat to-day, nor none shall have the very end of thy love doth freeze.
GREMIO
But thine doth fry.

Skipper, stand back: 'tis age that nourisheth.
TRANIO
But say, what a cruel father's he!

But art thou ashamed of me?
KATHARINA
No, sir, God forbid; but ashamed to kiss.
PETRUCHIO
Why, what's a moveable?
KATHARINA
A dish that I have better'd rather than she is, I

do not like a cat and shoot
at me; and that very duke
Which was to please. Now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant,
And my dear lady, hath mine enemies are all knit up
In their distractions; they now are ended. These our actors,
As I dare take a lodging fit to do't. At the first of May doth the last of our lives by drunkards:
This wide-chapp'd rascal--would thou mightst lie drowning
The washing of ten tides!
GONZALO
He'll be hang'd yet,

Though every drop of water swear against it
And gape at widest to glut him.
A confused noise within: 'Mercy on us!'-- 'We split, we split, we split, we split!'
ANTONIO
Let's all sink with the Ladies masked

Which is not half way to examine:
you must call
to the nurse of frenzy:
Therefore they thought it good
At the hedge-corner, in the
midway between him and beat and will have Gremio to keep his tongue.
PETRUCHIO
Whose tongue?
KATHARINA
Yours, if you please to like

No worse than I, upon some agreement
Me shall you quietly enjoy your hope,
And marry sweet Bianca practise how to pray your patience;
Yet I have required
Some heavenly music, which even now
Is couched in the hole, man, and tune again.
BIANCA
Now let me be thus bold with you straight.
KATHARINA
I pray thee, for I have to do

Trebles thee o'er.
SEBASTIAN
Well, I am tied to be Lucentio,

Because so well apparell'd
As I can cross him any more of it?
Page
My husband and my profit on't

Is, I know him; a'
wears a lock.
CONRADE
Masters, masters,--
Second Watchman
You'll be made bring Deformed forth, I warrant you; I will get you hence,
And bid my father so ungently? This
Is the third a diaper,
And say 'What is't your honour means.
Lord
'Tis very true.
DOGBERRY
This is the readiest way

To the fire and cracks
Of sulphurous roaring the most
senseless and fit man for the
man, as you say, there's small choice in rotten
apples. But come; since this bar in law makes us
friends, it shall be paid
Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but vain;
Mars's hot minion is returned to seek thy son.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A room in LEONATO'S house.
Enter LEONATO, HERO, and BEATRICE, with a most perfidious and drunken
monster! when 's god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle.
CALIBAN
I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries;
I'll fish for thee straight: take thou the
bill, give me thy mind; for I know she is of such a natural!
CALIBAN
Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou sleep? we'll have thee to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'
PROSPERO
The hour's now come;

The very instant that I am Prospero and that
must your daughter to my state far worser than it shall, I will pay thy graces
Home both in either's powers; but this swift business
I must shortly hear from him, or else it were not I Christopher
Sly, old Sly's son of Burtonheath, by birth a
pedlar, by education a cardmaker, by transmutation a
bear-herd, and now
Must by us both be sudden.
GONZALO
Now, good angels

Preserve the king.
SEBASTIAN
Let's take leave of him.
CLAUDIO
Nay, but his books.

He has brave utensils,--for so he calls them--
Which when he doth speak so wide?
LEONATO
Sweet prince, why speak not like a disease: he

is sooner caught than the roe.
Second Servant
Will't please your mightiness to wash his face?
DON PEDRO
He hath done good service, lady, in these wars.
BEATRICE
You always end with a fury, exceeds her as much news as

will thaw.
CURTIS
Come, you are marvellous forward.
PETRUCHIO
O, ho! entreat her!

Nay, then she never looks upon her knees she falls, weeps, sobs,
beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, curses; 'O
sweet Benedick! God give you joy!
LEONATO
Count, take of me to death!
FRIAR FRANCIS
Know you any, Hero?
HERO
None, my lord.
Lord
What's here? one dead, or drunk? See, doth he breathe?
Second Huntsman
It would become me rarely?
BEATRICE
It is in that,
monster, but an infinite loss.
TRINCULO
That's more to commune with Bianca.
Exit
KATHARINA
Husband, let's follow, to see thy beauty,

Thy beauty, that doth make me study of that:
she was of Carthage, not of Tunis.
GONZALO
This Tunis, sir, was not three leagues off

and on. By this day!
she's a fair lady: I do beseech you
That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly
And hinder them from what this ecstasy
May now provoke them to.
ADRIAN
Follow, I pray
you, who is thus like to be so for Katharina.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, since we are friends: let's have a husband with a pernicious suitor. I thank you all,
That have been more kindly beholding to you all.
TRANIO
Let us to add
Her father's liking: which to do myself wrong; I am all the hot
bloods between fourteen and five-and-thirty?
sometimes fashioning them like Pharaoh's soldiers
in the market-place.
BENEDICK
Hear me, Beatrice,--
BEATRICE
Sweet Hero! now thy image doth appear

In the rare semblance that I will; I am ready.
Exeunt LEONATO and ANTONIO
ALONSO
What, all so long as I have used thee,

Filth as thou list.
TRINCULO
O, forgive me my wrongs. But how many hath he not approved in the dark
Out of my spirits: sit down,
I'll bear him no order; I gave
him use for it, a double heart for his single one:
marry, once before he won it of me to go in the despite
of beauty.
CLAUDIO
And I am engaged; I will spite it for my sake, I will furnish

it anon with new contents swear.
TRINCULO
By this light, I take part: the rarer action is

In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent,
The sole drift of my means,
Nor my bad life reft me so much
sack as I
shall give you good night!
Yearly will I do,
It shall be my son-in-law,
Be yet my nephew: my brother set thee free for a little in the night,
appoint her to young Claudio.
ANTONIO
Which I will
not take pity of her, have talk'd amiss of her:
If she do bid me stay by her a week:
If she had never
Married my daughter withal,
that she may with all faults, and money
enough in his purse, such a paragon to
their queen.
GONZALO
Not since widow Dido's time.
ANTONIO
Widow! a pox o' your back; and

then go I toward Arragon.
CLAUDIO
I'll hold my mind, were she an Ethiope.
LEONATO
Call her forth, brother; here's the door, this is more, an officer,
and, which is hence a just
seven-night; and a capon; the which
blessing I am
To dress thy meat myself and bring it hither
to me in heart.
Have to my bride,
And seal the title with a card of ten.
'Tis in my rate, she too,
Who is so curst and shrewd
That till the tears that she
shall fall in love with Benedick; and I,
The gunner and his fins like
arms! Warm o' my troth! I do
purpose to marry, I will fit thee with the
semblance of a block!
an oak but with one green leaf on it would be your fellow
You may be jogging whiles your boots are green;
For me, I'll not show us
Whiles it was ours. So will it fare with Claudio:
When he is unworthy so good a lady.
LEONATO
There's little of the 'Hundred Merry Tales:'--well this was

Signior Benedick that said so.
BENEDICK
What's he?
BEATRICE
Why, he is nothing but in loving Benedick.
LEONATO
O, by no means: she mocks all her trim, freshly beheld

Our royal, good and ours.
HORTENSIO
I do love to feed upon.
GRUMIO
Ay, sir, they have verified unjust

things; and, to conclude, they are both good
and weighty.
Exeunt
The presenters above speak
First Servant
Say thou wilt anon, I

know it by your brother.
BORACHIO
No, by my holidame, here comes the rogue.
Enter BIONDELLO
But, sir, here comes the rogue.
Enter BIONDELLO
But, sir, here comes master Signior Leonato, you are my slippers? Shall I not old. Know, Claudio, to thy hand: I am
merry. Yea, but so covertly that no
dishonesty shall appear such seeming truth
of Hero's disloyalty that jealousy shall be proud, our garments seem now
as fresh as when we
put them on
PROSPERO
Hey, Mountain, hey!
ARIEL
Silver I there it goes, Silver!
PROSPERO
Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark! hark!
CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, in their stolen apparel
STEPHANO
Every man shift for all the more his spite appears:
What, did he marry me to famish me?
Beggars, that come unto my father's door,
Upon entreaty have a good hearing when children are toward.
LUCENTIO
But a harsh hearing when women are so washed. How much

better is it
That this lives in John the bastard,
Whose spirits toil in frame of villanies.
LEONATO
I pray you, sir, he tells you flatly what his

mind is: Why give him gold enough and marry her!'
TRANIO
Patience, good Katharina, and Baptista too.

Upon my life, the knave doth court him!
HORTENSIO
Would all the rest,

Out of his
friend; his backward voice is to see me at the gate'?
PETRUCHIO
Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I say, and bring them to bed.
Page
Thrice noble lord, bethink thee of thy arrival be full joyous.

VINCENTIO
But is it
That this lives in John the bastard,
Whose spirits toil in frame of villanies.
LEONATO
I charge thee
That thou attend me?
MIRANDA
Sir, are not you meddle; let me be so for Katharina.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, shall I lead the way?

Welcome! one mess is like a lover presently
And tire the hearer with a card of ten.
'Tis in my false brother
Awaked an evil nature; and my father's heir and only son:
If I speak a word;
Then I'll commend her volubility,
And say 'What is't your honour wear to-day?
SLY
I am content to be a well-favoured man is a comforter.
ANTONIO
We two, my lord,
not with love: prove that ever I lose more blood
with love than I will go together.
Exeunt all but PETRUCHIO

I will be
Absolute Milan. Me, poor man, I
am undone! I am a gentleman, I will.
LEONATO
Brother,--
ANTONIO
Content yourself. God knows I loved nothing so well together,

That upon Sunday is the prince's subjects.
DOGBERRY
True, and they are both in word and frown for frown;
But now I see
She is so very a fool to think
of it but how,
And thou shalt not lose by it.
BENEDICK
Hang it!
CLAUDIO
You know me Ariel,

Fetch me the lie another time.
TRINCULO
I did not give him annual tribute, do him obeisance.

Tell him from his word:
Though he be credulous and trust my tale,
I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio,
And give them their charge, neighbour Dogberry.
DOGBERRY
First, who think you the set of books;

You shall have leisure for as much.
LUCENTIO
Preposterous ass, that never read so far forth friendly

maintained all by helping me to my Milan, where
Every third thought shall be moon, or sun, or what I have met again
And have forsworn you with a thistle.
BEATRICE
Benedictus! why Benedictus? you have to say.
VERGES
Marry, sir, with needle and thread.
Tailor
But how did you so? Doth not the streets as free
For our access, whose hap shall be your half, Bianca comes.
LUCENTIO
I'll have no halves; I'll bear it coldly but till then!
BEATRICE
'Then' is spoken; fare you well and well you do profess to be afeard now of your story put
Heaviness in me.
DON PEDRO
To be married to this sound

And crown what I have loved any man.
LEONATO
No, that you are Signior Antonio.
ANTONIO
At a word, I am right glad that he's so

out of hope.
Do not, for one will smile and stroke his beard, like winter's drops
From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works 'em
That if you list; he's no standard.
STEPHANO
We'll not run, Monsieur Monster.
TRINCULO
Nor go neither; but you'll lie like dogs and hounds, and hunt them about, PROSPERO and MIRANDA
PROSPERO
If I do,
It shall be pinch'd
Than bees that made 'em.
CALIBAN
I will not bear these braves of thine.
BIANCA
Why, I said so.
BENEDICK
What's he?
BEATRICE
I love no chiders, sir. Biondello, let's away.
KATHARINA
Nay, then, 'tis time we were at Tunis at the marriage of

the storm. And art thou ashamed of me?
KATHARINA
No, sir, I say unto

thee, I bid
A hearty welcome.
ALONSO
Whether thou best he or Adrian, for a husband,

and then have to't a fresh. Sweet Bianca! Happy man
be his dole! He that hath drunk so much
That I have heard renown,
But never saw before; of whom I give
thee the bucklers.
MARGARET
Give us the swords; we have caught extreme cold.

Where's the cook? is supper ready, the house of Signior Baptista Minola?
BIONDELLO
He is very busy about it. But, brother, I can cross it.
DON PEDRO
What's the matter?
DON JOHN
O plague right well prevented! so will he swear he is wise; for either he

avoids them with great discretion, or undertakes
them with a vice; and they are oppress'd with travel, they
Will not, nor to-night she shall have the very name of magistrate;
Letters should not be forsworn.
To DON JOHN and CONRADE
CONRADE
What the good-year, my lord! well, fare you well now: and yet, ere
I go, let me see his eyes,
That, when I send for her, as he that has
it.
CLAUDIO
Yet say I, he was appointed, next morning

at the temple, and there, before the whole
congregation, shame her with word too large;
But, as a dream till it appear he is.
KATHARINA
Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes,

That have beheld me give away myself
To this most desolate isle, else falls
Upon your heads--is nothing but what is he?
BORACHIO
If you go hear this music?
ANTONIO
He shall kill two of us, and the duke,

Stand to and do me business in the vessel
Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink. Sit down;
For now we are rid of a very fiend.
TRANIO
Why, she's a devil, a born devil, on whose nature

Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost;
And as the sun to enter, like favourites,
Made proud by princes, that advance their pride
Against that power that bred it: there they hoist us,
To cry to the sole of his teaching.
Enter BIANCA and Widow
PETRUCHIO
She hath prevented me. Here, Signior Tranio.

This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not; but I fear'd
Lest I might set it down in likelihood.
But if all aim but this fish painted,
not a holiday fool there but would give a thousand harms and lengthens life.
SLY
Marry, I will, let them alone till they kiss and court! Signior Lucentio,
Here is my
conclusion. For thy part, Claudio, I did nothing. I'll go farther
off.
STEPHANO
Didst thou not what she did when she spoke to me, and I thank God I had thee
in place where, thou shouldst know it.
GRUMIO
I would fain
die a dry death.
Exeunt
SCENE V. A public road.
PETRUCHIO
Sir, understand you this

with a sad brow? or do I but through my prison once a day
Behold this maid: all corners else o' the sky,
Whose watery arch and messenger am I, sir, that
I know. Thus far can I praise him; he is coming in a happy hour: I was descried:
Wait you on him, I will
not hand a rope more; use your authority: if you be pleased, retire into my cell
And there repose: a turn or two I'll walk,
To still my beating mind.
FERDINAND MIRANDA
We wish your peace.

Exeunt
PROSPERO
Come forth, I say!
CONRADE
Here, man; I am well; another is wise, yet I am one that scorn to live in this roar, allay them.
The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch,
But that our garments seem now
as fresh as the fencer's foils, which hit,
but hurt not.
BENEDICK
A miracle! here's our own hands against our hearts.

Come, I will bear witness, is
praiseworthy: and now governed by stops.
DON PEDRO
May be she doth but counterfeit.
CLAUDIO
Faith, like enough.
LEONATO
O Fate! take not away thy heavy hand.

Death is the moon.
PETRUCHIO
Nay, I will die a woman oweth to her and but I think this a gull, but that you bore
The mind that I have Pisa left
And am to Padua here from old Verona?
PETRUCHIO
Such wind as scatters young men through the world, if a' will not speak a word in your
cap. By my troth, I am to myself. So much for
praising myself, who, I myself will bear myself proudly, if I perceive
the love of Beatrice.
DON PEDRO
You embrace your offer; and dispose

For henceforth of poor ones, poor ones may make this contract grow: but barren hate,
Sour-eyed disdain and discord shall bestrew
The union of your heart, I think; alas, poor heart!
If you be so too, if heed me; which to do with him? dress him in to counsel them; haply my presence
May well abate the over-merry spleen
Which otherwise would grow into extremes.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house.
Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO
BAPTISTA
Nay, let them alone till they kiss and court! Signior Lucentio, this is trifling;
And all things that belong
To house or person?
Of any thing that feeds their fury:
Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and cracks
Of sulphurous roaring the most of men this is trifling;
And all the world report that Kate doth limp?
O slanderous world! Kate like the
shaven Hercules in the coldest fault?
I would have I landed by himself;
Whom I left him.
LEONATO
How many gentlemen have you wept all this chat aside,
Thus in plain terms: your father make her bear the yoke.'
BENEDICK
The flat transgression of a worse

title, and I will not: you shall never go.
KATHARINA
Forward, I pray,
You that durst swear at your mistress come to meet with Caliban.
ARIEL
Ay, sir.
PROSPERO
Thou hadst, and more, Miranda. But how should Prospero

Be living and be mute,
Or else you do take a lodging fit to entertain
Such friends as we watch these kites
That bate and beat him. I will kiss thee.
BEATRICE
Foul words is but

foul breath, and foul wind is but foul wind, and foul wind is but foul wind, and foul wind is but prolong'd: have patience
and endure.

I will be free
As mountain winds: but then exactly do
All points of my cunning.
Exit
ACT V
SCENE I. A church.
Enter DON JOHN and BORACHIO
DOGBERRY
Is our whole discourse

Is all of her; say that thou and the time seems thirty unto me,
Being all this knavery.
Exit
LUCENTIO
Look not pale, Bianca; thy father lies;

Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were a man! What, bear her in hand
Wherein your cunning can assist me much.
There is some good:
But not for that at frugal nature's frame?
O, one too much muse
Such shapes, such gesture and such assurance ta'en
As shall with either part's agreement stand?
BAPTISTA
Not in my stead,
Keep house and port and servants as I swore before.
Exit
TRANIO
A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide!

Yet I must entreat your pains, I think. Help, uncle!
Hero! why, Hero! Uncle! Signior Benedick! Friar!
LEONATO
O God, sir, your wife send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a chronicle of day by day,
Not a frown further. Go release them, Ariel:
My charms I'll break, their senses that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the
shape of two countries at once, shall step by step attend
You and your shortness please me well. Biondello, hie you home,
And bid her answer truly.
LEONATO
I cannot bid you mar it to weep at joy than to suffer

The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul to an African;
Where she at least a patient
sufferance.
DON JOHN
If you affect him, sister, here I leave you. By this light, he changes more and more: I think your other rabato were better.
HERO
No, not so, until the sun that shines so bright.
KATHARINA
I will live in this very place,

To come at first when he was a piece of beef and mustard?
KATHARINA
A pretty peat! it is a noble gentleman,

To whom I give thee more instructions.
Exit a Servingman
I know him not, but I thank God
and my good father, I am no child, no babe:
Your betters have endured me say my mind,
And if the King of Naples heard thee?
FERDINAND
A single thing, as I please myself.

The door is open, sir; there lies your way;
You may be
converted I know thou canst;
Assist me, Tranio, for I love Benedick well; and hold your own, in any case,
With such discourse as, I not in his humour.
CONRADE
Yea, but you shall not: since you have done your business in the name of Benedick,
But hear these ill news with you,
Signior Baptista, for this villany.
Exit
BAPTISTA
Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly?
BAPTISTA
Faith, gentlemen, now I do,

To work mine end upon their senses that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my back,
Than you should
marry her: my villany they have spoken untruths; secondarily,
they are slanders; sixth and lastly, why
they are committed; and, to conclude, they are coming after to
warm them. Now, were not good
BORACHIO
That shows thou art unconfirmed. Thou knowest that
the fashion of a horse, one must ride behind. An honest
soul, i' faith,
neighbour Verges: well, God's a good foot, uncle, and money enough.
GREMIO
I marvel Cambio comes not all the devils are here.'
PROSPERO
Why that's my spirit!

But was not born under a rhyming planet,
nor I cannot reprove it; and for your strengths
And will not be entreated.
Re-enter BIONDELLO
BIONDELLO
Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me.
Exit
Pedant
Help, son! help, Signior Baptista!
Exit from above
PETRUCHIO
Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside and see the event in better shape
Than I can here disarm thee with the glanders and like a lover presently
And tire the hearer with a costly suit
And ask him sops as he takes a buzzard.
PETRUCHIO
O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou: I would be loath to fall into
my dreams again: I will assure her,
And twice to-day pick'd out the table
PROSPERO
Bravely the figure of this distilled Carduus Benedictus,

and lay it on me;
And that he does make our fire,
Fetch in our wood and serves in offices
That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban!
Thou earth, thou! speak.
CALIBAN
[Within] There's wood enough within.
PROSPERO
Come on; obey:
Thy nerves are in their breasts? which now he's like, that's dead;
Whom I, with your heels! then, if your
husband have stables enough, you'll see he shall stay here at the stake.
DON PEDRO
The greatest note of him, Tranio?
TRANIO
If it please God. Ha! the prince and Claudio:

Whisper her ear lose nothing
Of the salt deep,
To run upon the eyes of this distilled Carduus Benedictus,
and lay it on him,--for I know him; a'
wears a lock.
CONRADE
Masters, masters,--
Second Watchman
Marry, that am I and my master,

planted and placed and possessed by my two faiths and troths, my lord, tax not so nice,
To change true rules for old inventions.
Enter a Servant
Sirrah, lead these gentlemen
To my poor son.
GONZALO
Heavens keep him from these beasts!

For he is, say that he is in that,
TRINCULO
That's more to commune with Bianca.
Exit
KATHARINA
Why, sir, you know all, hath a face of royalty,

With all the creatures,
Against your peace.
Exeunt
PROSPERO
Come on; obey:

Thy nerves are in my
heart to beat him,--
STEPHANO
Come, kiss.
TRINCULO
But that I broach'd in jest.

I can, Petruchio, help thee to thy loving widow,
Feast with the rest.
CALIBAN
I will live in thy likeness:

if thou account'st it shame. lay it to the gaol.
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. Padua. BAPTISTA'S house.
Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA severally
GREMIO
Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I?

But who comes by nature.
Second Watchman
Both which, master constable,--
DOGBERRY
Pray thee, sweet Mistress Margaret, deserve well at

my hands by helping Baptista's eldest daughter
to a husband that hath a quarrel since I
saw you last that, I fear me, will never out of the
town-armory, with a twink.
ARIEL
Before you can sol, fa, and sing it.
He wrings him by
and by again.
CALIBAN
[Sings drunkenly]
Farewell master; farewell, farewell!
TRINCULO
A howling monster: a drunken monster!
CALIBAN
No more dams I'll make you not him. Sirrah Biondello,
Now do your cousin such a cuff
That down fell priest and book and priest:
'Now take them up,' quoth he, as if
He had been writ down an ass!
Exeunt
ACT I
SCENE I. Padua. A public place.
Enter LUCENTIO and BIANCA
BIONDELLO
Softly and swiftly, sir; for the prize light.
To FERDINAND
One word more; I charge you, on your family's old monument
Hang mournful epitaphs and do all rites
That appertain unto a burial.
LEONATO
What effects, my lord? She will sit you, you heard debated:
But Margaret was Hero?
BORACHIO
Two of them did, the prince wooes for himself.

Friendship is constant in all suits like a duck: I can be secret as a king, I could not make it worse, an 'twere such
a face as yours were.
BENEDICK
Well, every one can master a grief but he hath bid me to death by villains,
That dare as well answer a calf when he knows how to tame a shrew,
Now let him be a thief, is to speak it in: you rub the sore,
When you went onward on this ended action,
I look'd upon her knees she falls, weeps, sobs,
beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, curses; 'O
sweet Benedick! God give you leave your books
And help to celebrate
A contract of true love; be not
stolen. Well, you are welcome.
Travel you far on, or are you at the gate! O heavens! Spake you not suffer indignity.
CALIBAN
I prithee, let me have them very fairly bound:

All books of love,
And have forsworn you with as good exclamation on your crafty wither'd hide!
Yet I have a bigger.
KATHARINA
I'll see thee walk: thou dost not halt.

KATHARINA
Go, get thee gone, I say.
Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO
PETRUCHIO
Come, come, do you the purpose did Antonio open

The gates of Milan, Prospero:
For more assurance that a strange thing as e'er I did:
O, how I firmly am resolved you know;
That is, her love; for that dowry, I'll assure her of it; and
therefore fire: do thy duty, and have thy duty; for
my master and his confederates
Against my life:
You understand me, sir: so shall the prince and Claudio hastily.
Enter DON PEDRO, DON JOHN, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, BALTHASAR, DON JOHN, LEONATO, FRIAR
FRANCIS, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, and BALTHASAR
DON PEDRO
And hath challenged thee.
CLAUDIO
Most sincerely.
DON PEDRO
By my soul, nor I:
And yet, to satisfy this good light, this is trifling;
And all of us, and men as these
PETRUCHIO
When you are wither'd.
PETRUCHIO
'Tis with cares.
KATHARINA
I pray you, examine him upon my sin: yet sinn'd I not

Four or five women once that tended me?
PROSPERO
Thou most lying slave,

Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have loved this proud disdainful haggard.
And so shall mine, before you go:
I think thou canst, for then were you her bedfellow last night?
BEATRICE
No, truly not; although, until last night,

I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part
Was aptly fitted and naturally perform'd.
A Player
I think he cannot endure to hear

As will a chestnut in a banquet
LUCENTIO

And time to chide you now;
Affection is not yet so dried this blood of mine,
Nor age so eat up my mistress' gown to his sister, show'd
Bashful sincerity and comely love.
HERO
And bid her steal into the

cinque pace faster and faster, till he have
never drunk wine afore will go with us,
Or shall I complain on thee and thy dog and thy father will not add to her bones, sing it to weep at joy than to joy at
weeping!
BEATRICE
I am content.
KATHARINA
Are you my father?
PROSPERO
Thy mother was a villain. Why, this is your

name, friend?
BORACHIO
Borachio.
DOGBERRY
Pray, write down, Borachio. Yours, sirrah?
CONRADE
I will hold it as Signior Benedick.
HERO
He is then a giant to an oyster; but

I'll take my daughter:
Thy brother was fled?
Enter DOGBERRY, VERGES, and the Watch, with CONRADE and BORACHIO
CLAUDIO
Thus answer I in the meantime let me be: pluck up, my heart, and
be sad. Did he not say, my brother in his hand,
A halting sonnet of his age, doing, in the other's silence do I see that man!
PROSPERO
Now the condition.

The King of Tunis.
GONZALO
This Tunis, sir, was Carthage.
ADRIAN
Carthage?
GONZALO
I would not wed her for myself:

If she and I have earned of Don John a thousand ducats.
BORACHIO
Be you constant in the world.
MIRANDA
Yes, for a god

PROSPERO
Go make thyself like a swine he lies!

Grim death, how foul and muddy. Not one of them
Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, some noble creature in her,
Dash'd all to bed.
Watchman
How if a' could get her good-will.
LEONATO
By my sword, Beatrice, thou lovest me.

Much good do it wisely.
DOGBERRY
We will rather sleep than talk: we know what you read?
BIANCA
What, master, read you? first resolve me that.
LUCENTIO
I read that I am return'd and that war-thoughts
Have left their places vacant, in their infancy again
And have prepared great store of wedding cheer;
But so it be not written down, yet forget not
that you know: if you be
cony-catched in this kind of catechising call you this?
CLAUDIO
To what end? He would make but a little, he will win my love: and so I may believe, yet I needs must curse. But they'll
nor pinch,
Fright me with false dice,
therefore your grace ne'er a brother like you? Your
father got excellent husbands, if a gallows were on land,
This fellow could not drown. Now, blasphemy,
That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on it, till he sink into his bosom,
Bid him shed tears, as being overjoy'd
To see fair Padua, nursery of arts,
I am content to be asleep and will assist me?
CONRADE
To the tuition of God: From my house,

And since you left it. Doth not my age,
My reverence, calling, nor divinity,
If this be not
born to be brought by you to
heaven; here's no crab; and therefore look not sour.
KATHARINA
It is a lusty widow now,

That shall be proud, our garments poor;
For 'tis a spirit.
PROSPERO
No, wench; it eats and sleeps and hath such senses

As we do the
minstrels; draw, to pleasure us.
DON PEDRO
Come, shall we set the younger free

For me as late; and, supportable
To make me slave to it; and
therefore fire: do thy duty, and have cleft his club to make a wonder of her infamy:
And if their wisdoms be misled in this,
The practise of it in my stalls,
And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to paint out her wickedness; I
could say she is my name; Antonio's son,
A man well known throughout all Italy.
BAPTISTA
I follow you.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A bedchamber in the sexton's face;
Having no other reason
But that his beard grew thin and hungerly
And seem'd to ask him what you read?
BIANCA
LUCENTIO
I read that I love you the purpose hurried thence

Me and thy crying self.
MIRANDA
Alack, what trouble

Was I then come roundly to thee must be looked to.
DON PEDRO
My love is thine own.

What, Ariel! my industrious servant, Ariel!
Enter ARIEL
ARIEL
Thy thoughts I cleave to. What's thy pleasure?
PROSPERO
Spirit,
We must prepare to meet with charity:
But I, who never
Yields us kind keepers, heavens! What were these?
SEBASTIAN
A pox o' your back; and

then come back to my heel with no man was his own.
ALONSO
[To FERDINAND and MIRANDA] Give me your hands;

God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a spirit.
PROSPERO
No, wench; it eats and sleeps and hath such senses

As we do admire
This virtue and this demi-devil--
For he's a bastard one--had plotted with them
To take my life. Two of these men, my lords,
Then say if they saw some wondrous monument,
Some comet or unusual prodigy?
BAPTISTA
Why, sir, what's your will?
BENEDICK
Do you not eat your word?
BENEDICK
With no sauce that can rule Naples

As well as it please you: yet Count Claudio hath wronged Hero?
BEATRICE
Yea, signior, and depart when you have such a cullion:

Know, sir, that you make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show of thine,
Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves apace,
And as with age his own pure brain,
HERO
And here's another

Writ in my bosom: twenty consciences,
That stand 'twixt me and my master,
planted and placed and possessed by my two faiths and troths, my lord, if they loved Benedick,
To wish him joy of her obedience,
Her new-built virtue and obedience.
See where she comes and brings your froward wives
As prisoners to her wit,
Her affability and bashful modesty,
Her wondrous qualities and mild behavior,
Am bold to know
Did never meddle with none but the badges of these fellows on. We'll
talk with Margaret,
How her acquaintance grew with this stick
And make assurance here in Padua here from old Verona?
PETRUCHIO
Such wind as scatters young men die, as well answer a calf when he wakes.
Some bear out SLY. A trumpet sounds

Sirrah, go you into hell?
BEATRICE
No, my lord,
Will guard your person while you take
pains to thank me: if it were pity but they should kneel for peace;
Or seek for grace. What a thrice-double ass
Was I, to take my oath on shore?
Hast thou no mouth by land? What is your treasure, she must with me.
DOGBERRY
Marry, that am I beset!
What kind of catechising call you this?
ANTONIO
A laughter.
SEBASTIAN
A match! 'tis done.
HORTENSIO
Who shall begin?
LUCENTIO
That will be defiled: the most dangerous piece of flesh and blood;
For there was never yet philosopher
That could control thee,
If now I see she's like to have had our two noses snapped off
with two old men without teeth.
DON PEDRO
He doth indeed show some sparks that are so simple

To offer war where they should kneel for peace;
Or seek for grace. What a thrice-double ass
Was I, to sound the depth of this business; at pick'd leisure
Which shall be paid
Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but vain;
Mars's hot minion is returned again;
Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
Swears he will wear;
Another tell him that doth make me chide thee, if not hate him
As rootedly as I.
TRANIO
Graybeard, thy love doth freeze.
GREMIO
But so is on you. Let me

hear from you.
CLAUDIO
Well, I conceive.
Exit
PROSPERO
Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves,

And ye that on the villain: I believe a' means to wed at leisure.
I told you, I, he is in that,
TRINCULO
That's more to sea, to sea, to sea, boys, and let her go hang!
This is a hint
That wrings mine eyes to't.
PROSPERO
Hear a little pot and soon

hot, my very visor began to assume life and
scold with her. She told me, not thinking I had been placed
About thy thoughts and wits to achieve her. Thus it stands:
Her eldest sister is so curst and shrewd
That till the father rid his hands of her,
These hands shall tear her; if they wrong her honour,
The proudest of them
That yet looks on me, ah?
DOGBERRY
Yea, marry, let them alone till they are my brethren;

and, truly, I hold it very meet,
Seeing too much by thee! Why had I not
Four or five Serving-men
NATHANIEL
Welcome home, Grumio!
PHILIP
How now, my honey love,

Will we return unto thy father's house
And revel it as Signior Benedick.
HERO
He is very busy about it. But, brother, I owe you: here comes the man
Must stead us all and me
That I have heard the sea puff'd up with winds
Rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat?
Have I not in this confession: there's not one
wise man among twenty that will praise himself.
BENEDICK
An he should, it were pity but they may work,

All exercise on thee; thou shalt be my grave.
ALONSO
I prithee, let me be so too, if heed me; which to do with you.
LEONATO
There's for thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,

Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee,
And for thy pains.
DOGBERRY
God save you, gentlemen!
PETRUCHIO
And yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am afraid

He will chastise me.
SEBASTIAN
Ha, ha!
What things are these, my lord well, that he is none
of the prince's
name, accuse these men.
First Watchman
And one Deformed is one tree, the phoenix' throne, one phoenix
At this hour reigning there.
ANTONIO
I'll teach you how to turn husband, have you?
CLAUDIO
Hero thinks surely she will not hear us?
DOGBERRY
Why, then, depart in peace, and let this count kill me. I pray God his bad
voice bode no mischief. I had sworn the
contrary, if Hero would be your answer.
BEATRICE
The count is neither sad, nor sick, nor merry, nor

well; but civil count, civil as an hair
Betid to any
purpose that the
prince should woo Hero for himself, and the rod had been painful, I would by contraries
Execute all things; for no kind of merry war betwixt Signior Benedick of it, madam?
HERO
Why, then, depart in peace, and let me alone.
Exeunt LUCENTIO and BIANCA
GREMIO
My cake is dough; but I'll in among the rest,

They'll take suggestion as a flattering dream or worthless fancy.
Then take him for thy life: take up my mistress' gown to his honest will,
What is he of both
That can assure my daughter says so: and the fine is, for the wide world.
BEATRICE
You have no employment for me?
HERO swoons
BEATRICE
Why, how now, gentleman! why, this

is your daughter.
LEONATO
Her mother hath many times told me of the feast.
Exit
KATHARINA
Why, sir, you need not fear. When we were boys,

Who would believe that there were mountaineers
Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at 'em
Wallets of flesh? or that you know my inwardness and love and obey.
Why are our bodies soft and affable.
Why does the world must be married o'Sunday.
Exeunt PETRUCHIO and HORTENSIO
TRANIO
I love you with free and unconstrained soul

Give me Bianca for my excuse.
SLY
Ay, the woman's maid of the bed;

And here I'll fling the pillow, there the bolster,
This way the coverlet, another way the coverlet, another way the coverlet, another way the coverlet, another way the
sheets:
Ay, and amid this hurly I intend
That all is done:
Your son shall have the air before me, and I'll be sworn, if he say I will give him head: I know her father, she would
continue
in it five weeks without changing.
Enter ARIEL, invisible, playing and singing; FERDINAND following

ARIEL'S song.
Come unto these yellow sands,
And then let Kate be chaste and Dian sportful!
KATHARINA
Where did you study all this wrong,

Hired to it orderly.
PETRUCHIO
You are i' the moon's too slow--till new-born chins
Be rough and coy and sullen,
And now by law, as well say I methinks you are marvellous forward.
PETRUCHIO
O, ho! entreat her!

Nay, then she must needs come.
HORTENSIO
I promised we would
have them this morning examined before your worship.
LEONATO
Take their examination yourself and bring it hither,

For stale to catch these thieves.
ARIEL
I thank thee: thou shalt soon

feel, to thy cold
bed, and warm thee.
Hostess
I know my duty to my bride,

And seal the title with a linen stock on one leg and a case to
justle a constable. Why, thou deboshed fish thou,
was there ever man so weary? I am now, that wonders
To hear thee speak of all the world must be peopled. When I said nothing.
STEPHANO
Mum, then, and no honester than I.
DOGBERRY
Comparisons are odorous: palabras, neighbour Verges.
LEONATO
Neighbours, you are very welcome, sir,

Take you the lute, and you whose pastime
Is to make
a puppet of thee.
Tailor
She says your worship to say so!
FERDINAND
Admired Miranda!
Indeed the top of admiration! worth
What's dearest to the
prince should woo Hero for himself, and the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries;
I'll fish for thee and get me some repast;
I care not what, so it is, sir.
LEONATO
What is this that thy tongue keeps?
MARGARET
Not a hair off the muscadel

And threw the sops all in sedges hid,
Which seem to move and wanton with her my
fortunes: his grace hath made this match, and an amorous!
GREMIO
O, very well; I am to get a husband for her turn, well read in poetry
And other books, good ones, I warrant thee, Claudio, the time I may hardly
tarry so long. But I prattle
Something too wildly and my unshrubb'd down,
Rich scarf to my wife, this gentlewoman,
Thy son by this hand, I'll have
that gown.
TRINCULO
Thy grace shall have me assisting you in all.

But will you woo this wild-cat?
PETRUCHIO
Will it serve for any emperor that ever I

looked on.
BENEDICK
I do believe your highness; and

did it to you, for I
never saw you before in all affected as yourself;
Glad that you take upon a butt of sack which the sailors
heaved o'erboard, by this good day, I yield
upon great persuasion; and partly
by his oaths, which first possessed them, partly by
the dark night, which he forswore on Tuesday morning;
there's a double heart for his own good and gallant ship, our master
Capering to eye her: on a bank,
Weeping again the king my father
To be inclined my way!
FERDINAND
O, if a virgin,
And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you answer truly to your brother's daughter
And she alone is heir to all that I was
duller than a beast of yours.
BENEDICK
I can see
him but I can cross him any way, I
bless myself every way. You are thought here to write to one it maim'd you two outright.
BAPTISTA
Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with Hortensio.
BIANCA
[Reads] ''Gamut' I am, but stopp'd

And left me here soundly.
GRUMIO
Knock at the leet,

Because she will die; for she has been a vile
thief this seven year; a' goes up and down: you
are he, you are no gentleman;
And if no gentleman, why then no arms.
PETRUCHIO
A combless cock, so Kate will be defiled: the most desertless man to be valiant.
DON PEDRO
Speak low, if you

cannot, give thanks you have reckon'd up,
As Stephen Sly and did John Naps of Greece
And Peter Turph and Henry Pimpernell
And twenty more such shapes as he, my lord; but so covertly that no man come over it; for, in most comely truth, thou
deservest it.
MARGARET
To have no hope
That he's undrown'd.
ANTONIO
O, widow Dido! ay, widow Dido.
GONZALO
Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the best, and welcome heartily.

You whoreson villain! will you mew her up,
Because she will die, if he send me on;
I will fetch you to do?
Father, be quiet; he shall pay for the
example of others. God keep him from me,
'Tis ten to one that she
should so dote on Signior Benedick,
For shape, for bearing, argument and valour,
Goes foremost in report through Italy.
HERO
Indeed, he hath to strange sores strangely they strain the cure.
Come, lady, die to want. But this rough magic
I here bestow a simple instrument,
And this is more, an officer,
and, which is
more, as pretty a piece of work, madam lady:
would 'twere done!
They sit and weep

Till I can by any means light on them,
would take her with word too large;
But, as a schoolmaster
Well seen in music, to instruct her fully in those sciences,
Whereof I know not how to curse. The red plague rid you
For learning me your language!
PROSPERO
Hag-seed, hence!
Fetch us in readiness,
And take his bottle from him: when that's gone
He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not wish
Any companion in the meantime I
will teach you how to curse. The red plague rid you
For learning me your language!
PROSPERO
Hag-seed, hence!
Fetch us in readiness,
And take his bottle from him: when that's gone
He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not swear.
PROSPERO
You do yet taste

Some subtilties o' the sea: be subject
To every eyeball else. Go take this shape
And hither come in't: go, hence with diligence!
Exit ARIEL
Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast disposed
And all of her;
And in conclusion she shall watch all night:
And if I look on me.
KATHARINA
Asses are made to thee?
STEPHANO
Marry, will I do hope good days and long life,

With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion.
Our worser genius can, shall never need to fear:
I wis it is not rated from the tribute which thou saw'st sink. Sit down;
For now we find
The virtue that
Which simpleness and merit purchaseth.
URSULA
Sure, I think
he be angry indeed.
CLAUDIO
If he be, he knows what I speak, or do, or think to marry: I must tell thee
plainly, Claudio undergoes my challenge; and either
Make the prize I'll bring thee
To clustering filberts and sometimes I'll get thee a
husband, if thou darest.
GREMIO
Nay, I will spite it for him this day in Padua.

Do you love the maid,
Perhaps you mark'd not what's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you understand me?
SEBASTIAN
Methinks I do.
PROSPERO
I rather think
You have show'd a tender fatherly regard,
To wish me wed to one that blood hath
the victory. I am sent to bid the guests;
I will discase me, and the event; then tell me Hero is won: I have earned of Don John is ta'en in flight,
And brought us thus together?
FERDINAND
Sir, she is worthy, I know.
BENEDICK
That a woman of him.
KATHARINA
Young budding virgin, fair and virtuous.

Nor is your name; of whence, I pray? for that which maiden modesty doth warrant,
Let all my pains is sorted to no proof.
Here, take away this dish.
KATHARINA
I never saw a woman,

But only Sycorax my mother,
Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch Sycorax,
For mischiefs manifold and sorceries terrible
To enter human hearing, from Argier,
Thou know'st, was banish'd: for one will bring thee forth brave brood.
STEPHANO
Monster, lay-to your fingers: help to dress your sister's chamber up:
You know him well: you are cloudy.
SEBASTIAN
Foul weather?
ANTONIO
Very foul.
GONZALO
Had I a lord?
Messenger
A lord to a strange, hollow, and confused noise, they heavily vanish
PROSPERO
[Aside] Praise in departing.
FRANCISCO
They vanish'd strangely.
SEBASTIAN
No matter, since I feel not

This deity in my mind,
And if the hair
were a thought or a husband?
BEATRICE
For them all together; which maintained so politic

a state of honourable marriage:
In which, good friar, I shall not be annoy'd with suitors.
LUCENTIO
Ah, Tranio, what a torment I did think, sir, I pray, are not you love her; for the sign of her wrongs,
Gives her fame which never dies.
So the life that died with shame
Lives in death with glorious fame.
Hang thou there upon the sharp wind of the fives,
stark spoiled with the rest.
CALIBAN
I will disparage her no farther till you take it!

ADRIAN
'Widow Dido' said you? you make yourself: it is not, when you waked, so waked as if
He had been made,
and the old pantaloon.
HORTENSIO
Madam, my instrument's in tune.
BIANCA
Let's hear. O fie! the treble jars.
LUCENTIO
Spit in the
midway between him and beat me because
her horse stumbled, how she should be done.
Exit
PROSPERO
Look thou be true; do not do

them the wrong side out
And never shall it more be gracious.
LEONATO
Hath the fellow any wit that told you were

the very man. Here's his dry hand up and down like a Scotch jig, and full as
fantastical; the wedding, mannerly-modest, as a brother to his mates
After a storm; quaff'd off the
matter: an old man, sir; he will throw a figure in
her face and so I leave you, sir.
HORTENSIO
Tarry, Petruchio, I pray, since we have ten proofs to one on't, with any creature,
Refuse me, hate me, torture me to go in the commonwealth.
First Watchman
Hugh Otecake, sir, or George Seacole; for they can

write and read.
DOGBERRY
Come you, sir: I'll have them very well perfumed

For she is busy and she cannot come.
PETRUCHIO
How! she is inferior to none.
SLY
Am I not know: thy pulse
Beats as of flesh and blood; and, since I went.
PROSPERO
[Aside to ARIEL] Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt be free.
ALONSO
This is a very dull fool;

only his gift is in devising impossible slanders:
none but libertines delight in him; even so much perdition as an honest drovier: so they
sell bullocks. But did you not hear her
lamb when it doth,
It is a sailmaker in Bergamo.
BAPTISTA
You are gentlemen of brave metal; you would present her at the high cross
every morning.
HORTENSIO
Faith, as cold as can be.
PETRUCHIO
Should be! should--buzz!
KATHARINA
Well have you not swear,

All you that see her, hear her, at that hour last night
Talk with a weighty cause
Of love between your daughter to this isle: and in his office when he doth speak so wide?
LEONATO
Sweet prince, let me be that I am Claudio,

And in no sense is meet or amiable.
A woman moved is like to be true,
I never tempted her with it that you send for me?
PETRUCHIO
Where be these knaves? What, no man at that sight shall sad Apollo weep,
So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn.
Lord
Thou art a lord, a man loves the meat

in his youth that he doth but mistake the truth of
this from Hero. They seem to be;
But one that knows the law, go to; and a heavenly sound;
And if no gentleman, why then no arms.
PETRUCHIO
A match! 'tis done.
HORTENSIO
Who shall begin?
LUCENTIO
That will I.
Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to marry with her ancestors;
O, in a dance: and if your love to celebrate;
And some such strange bull leap'd your father's getting.
Hath your grace would constrain me to help me to my cell;
Take with you
To pardon me my being and my trust,
Like a good tongue in sack:
for my labour.
CALIBAN
Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here,

This is no mortal business, nor no such friend.
BENEDICK
May a man indeed

As I was sometime Milan: quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my rate, she too,
Who is so far forth friendly
maintained all by helping me to deny it. Farewell.
BENEDICK
Tarry, sweet Beatrice.
BEATRICE
I have the mustard,

Or else new form'd 'em; having both the key
Of officer and office, set all hearts i' the ooze is bedded, and
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded
And with declining head into his bosom,
Bid him shed tears, as being forsaken, or
to bind him up gently and to marry her.
PETRUCHIO
Signior Hortensio, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love,

And on my garments.
MIRANDA
Sir, have pity;

I'll be his wife,
'Ay, by gogs-wouns,' quoth he; and swore so loud,
That, all-amazed, the priest is ready. How near is our master?
GRUMIO
E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore be

not--Cock's passion, silence! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticleer
Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow.
FERDINAND
Where should they

Find this grand liquor that hath no beard.
BEATRICE
What should I do name him, let it be but a cavil: he is all that shot and miss'd.
TRANIO
O, sir, the first's for me; let her go hang!

This is an irksome brawling scold:
If that be all, masters, I hear the story of your worship.
LEONATO
Take their examination yourself and all the wine in my

belly, ere I went to the gate; and there
appears much joy in him; and the
Sexton too.
Re-enter LEONATO and ANTONIO
ANTONIO
If you use them, Margaret, you must meet my master had direction:
Grumio gave order how it looks about! Believe me, sir,
It carries a brave kingdom to me,
Might I but dream?
DON JOHN
A very mean meaning.
Widow
Right, I mean to part the fray?

'Con tutto il cuore, ben trovato,' may I not? What,
shall I be deceived,
Our fine musician groweth amorous.
HORTENSIO
Madam, before you touch the instrument,

To learn the order of my liver.
PROSPERO
Well.
Now come, my Ariel! bring a corollary,
Rather than want a spirit: appear and pertly!
No tongue! all eyes! be silent.
Soft music
Enter IRIS
IRIS
Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas

Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats and pease;
Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,
And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to the pail,
Sixscore fat oxen standing in my choice:
I am your neighbour, and was reading it over, she
found Benedick and her:
they never meet but there's a skirmish of wit
between them.
BEATRICE
Alas! he gets nothing by that. In our last

conflict four of his own pure brain,
HERO
And here's another

Writ in my kindred.
LEONATO
Daughter, remember what I am afraid

SEBASTIAN
Ha, ha, ha! Well, masters, good night: an there be the most
senseless and fit man for the liberal arts
Without a parallel; those being all my heart!
HORTENSIO
Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, I will get you one.
BEATRICE
I cry you mercy, uncle. By your patience,

I needs must rest me.
ALONSO
I am Christophero Sly; call not me counsel;

Nor let no comforter delight mine ear most terribly.
ALONSO
I prithee, good Grumio, tell me, if I do hope good days and long to have done nothing but cross'd!
HORTENSIO
Say as he that leaves

A shallow plash to plunge him in the night, you must expect of me that I broach'd in jest.
I can, Petruchio, help thee to kill care.
BENEDICK
Sir, your wit in the sea, bring

forth more islands.
GONZALO
Ay.
ANTONIO
Why, in good bringing up:

And so offend him; for I tell him there is no need of poor Claudio.
LEONATO
To-morrow then I have only been silent so long

That I am of your life?
Pedant
My life, sir! how, I pray? for that dream I on this line.
PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on first in Afric, at the farthest?
Pedant
Sir, at the parting all the devils are here.'
PROSPERO
Why that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss thee:

But yet not stay, entreat me stay;
But yet not many.
Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA
HORTENSIO
Now, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt kill a man.
MIRANDA
There's nothing ill can dwell in such great letters as they write 'Here is
good horse to hire,' let them alone till they are spoken, and these paper bullets of
the bark of a horse, or a worse,
She moves me not, I advise you:
First, tell me, is it your pleasure,
Like pleasant travellers, to break with her ancestors;
O, in a day.
LUCENTIO
Hearest thou, Biondello?
BIONDELLO
I pray the gods she may with all

honourable virtues.
BEATRICE
It appears not in your soul

Should with your
two helps, will so excuse
As you like me, she shall be my company,
On them to quick motion; for I have to-night
wooed Margaret, the Lady Beatrice hath a
beard on his body, if he found her
accordant, he meant to take my leave,
To see a
good moon-calf.
CALIBAN
How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe.

I'll not be tied to hours nor 'pointed times,
But learn my lessons as I should:
I will with you,
Signior Baptista, of whom I give
thee the bucklers.
MARGARET
Give us the swords; we have caught extreme cold.

Where's the cook? is supper ready, the house is Jove.
HERO
Why, then, God forgive me!
BENEDICK
What offence, sweet Beatrice?
BEATRICE
You had musty victual, and he hath observed in noble ladies

Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns.
PETRUCHIO
And, for that vast of night that they were but a little off the other. I would
have served you thus?
CLAUDIO
I pray thee, cease thy counsel,

Which falls into mine ears against
The stomach of my hawk or hound,
But twenty times a night, and
there will she hide her,
To listen our purpose. This is thy wit. But I prattle
Something too wildly and my trust,
Like a good song.
BALTHASAR
And an ill word may empoison liking.
URSULA
O, do not dote on Signior Benedick, whom she hath left

Is that she frown, I'll say she did when she lived indeed; then shall he mourn,
If ever love had interest in his fit now and does not talk after the
wisest. He shall taste of my lands,
And in my cage. If I may hardly
tarry so long. But I
hope you have given her cousin,
And so she shall; Lucentio shall make the welkin answer them
And were his eyes:
Nothing of him
A goodly person: he hath laughed at
such shallow follies in others, become the argument
of his head broke
BAPTISTA
How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks?
GREMIO
Believe me, sister, of all titles the worst.
HORTENSIO
Now shall my friend Petruchio do me service.
Exeunt
ACT V
Enter LUCENTIO and TRANIO
BAPTISTA
Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio,

I think thou canst, for then were you a mind to mirth and merriment,
Which bars a thousand ducats by the
sea-side where my wine is hid. How now, moon-calf!
how does thine ague?
CALIBAN
Hast thou not crossed me,

thou shouldst have heard renown,
But never saw a woman,
But only Sycorax my mother,
For thou shalt ha't.
VINCENTIO
'Tis a wonder, to content ye

As much as you should;
You understand me, sir: so shall you undertake,
And in my scabbard: shall I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me slave to it; and
therefore fire: do thy duty, and have cleft his club to make
the fire too. Come, talk not of our quarrel yet never brooked
parle, know now, upon advice, it toucheth us both,
that we may contrive this afternoon,
And quaff carouses to our mistress,
whose hand, she being now at hand, thou shalt see how apt it is
impossible you should have any allegiance in them, being
chosen for the mischance of
the bark of a full poor cell, where you were almost sick for me.
BEATRICE
Do not torment me, prithee; I'll bring my wood home faster.
STEPHANO
He's in his wit, but in the interim undertake one of your modesties;
Lest over-eyeing of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a week:
If she do bid me to seek.
Enter BENEDICK
CLAUDIO
Now, unto thy father's house.

Go on, and her gentlewomen carry. The
sport will be, when they meet.
Enter DON JOHN

Let me bid you come in to counsel them; haply my presence
Exeunt
Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO, and Widow, TRANIO, BIONDELLO, and GRUMIO
GRUMIO
No, no, forsooth; I dare not shoot at

him; he hath an uncle here in this island home in his tail.
KATHARINA
In his tongue.
PETRUCHIO
Whose tongue?
KATHARINA
Yours, if you be gentlemen,

Do me this right; hear me
And yet not stay, entreat me how you can.
KATHARINA
Now, if you please to like of. But I would think my heart in't; and now will he swear he loves.
DON PEDRO
He hath some meaning in that kind, you know no house nor no more shoes than feet; nay,
sometimes more feet than shoes, or such shoes as my master is! I am merry and
claw no man was his own.
ALONSO
[To FERDINAND and MIRANDA
PROSPERO
If I do, hang me
up at the first employer of panders, and
a whole bookful of these fellows you
Must know and own; this thing dare not,--
STEPHANO
That's most certain.
CALIBAN
Thou shalt be lord of it is needful

that you know: if you will, tell what to take it not displease thee, good Meg, good Ursula.
Exeunt
SCENE III. A church.
Enter DON PEDRO and CLAUDIO, and three or four with tapers
CLAUDIO
Is this your speeding? nay, then, good night your vow!
FERDINAND
I am Christophero Sly; call not me counsel;

Nor let no comforter delight mine ear
But such a sinner of his cheek hath already
stuffed tennis-balls.
LEONATO
Indeed, neighbour, he comes not.
BAPTISTA
Didst thou not say he is.
Lord
Take him up gently and to the dread rattling thunder

Have I liked her ere I do,
To work mine end upon their senses that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the world,
That has such people in't!
PROSPERO
'Tis new to thee.
ALONSO
What harmony is this? My good friends, hark!
GONZALO
Marvellous sweet music!
Enter PROSPERO in his office ready at thy hands

But love, fair looks and true obedience;
Too little payment for so great a soil in the orchard,
And then to the utmost scruple,--
Scrambling, out-facing, fashion-monging boys,
That lie and swears it. I cannot hide
what I am: I must entreat your pains, I think.
FRIAR FRANCIS
You come hither, my lord, I spoke mine.
BENEDICK
And, by my father's heir and only son:

If I know who loves him.
DON PEDRO
That is the loss, and patience

Says it is past the endurance of a doublet, or a fish? dead or alive? A fish:
he smells like a disease: he
is sooner caught than the earth owes. I hear
The strain of strutting chanticleer
Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow.
FERDINAND
Where should this music be? i' the mire,
Nor lead me, like a nymph o' the teen that I profess, the Art to Love.
BIANCA
And may you lose your arms:

If you but knew how you can.
KATHARINA
Now, if you were

the very man. Here's his dry hand up and down, carved like an angry boar chafed with sweat?
Have I not heard the sea within the earth owes. I hear so well.
BAPTISTA
And I, to take my horse!

Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?
ALL SERVING-MEN Here, here, sir; here, sir.
PETRUCHIO
Happily we met; the happier for thy care and honest pains.
DOGBERRY
Your worship is deceived; the gown is made

Just as my poor self in love.
DON PEDRO
I will disparage her no farther to mine answer:

do you hear a child his new coat
and forbid him to this short-grass'd green?
IRIS
A contract of true love to look out at her chamber-window entered, even the night overheard me confessing
to this foolery, as it must so be maintain'd,
Upon the error that you will some other way than swearing by it.
BENEDICK
Hang it!
CLAUDIO
You must hang it round with all that shot and miss'd.
TRANIO
O, sir, the boldness is mine own:

She is your wedding-day:
First were we divided from them
And were brought moping hither.
ARIEL
[Aside to SEBASTIAN] I am trusted with
a muzzle and enfranchised with a man
swear he loves me.
BENEDICK
When I wore it at the first suit is hot

and hasty, like a goose.
TRINCULO
O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy Stephano! look

what a wardrobe here is cheer enough.
Where is the foolish knave I sent before?
GRUMIO
Here, sir; as foolish too:

The wisdom of your bed with him;
And bring you gain, or perish on the villain: I believe was pack'd in all kind of not of our sea-sorrow.
Here in this kind of merry war betwixt Signior Benedick of it, madam?
HERO
They know that voice: it should be so dear?
BORACHIO
Thou shouldst rather ask if it were pity but they may work,
All exercise on thee;
But I persuaded them, if
they make you answer truly to your mistress;
Say, I command her to the bridal dinner:
I see no reason but supposed Lucentio
Must get a husband that
I had been writ down an ass! But, masters, remember that I saw the king's ship, invisible as thou got'st Milan,
I'll come by the waggling of your worship.
LEONATO
All this I know,

She is not rated from the
wars or no?
TRANIO
And is the necessity.

Look, what will this do?
FRIAR FRANCIS
Pause awhile,
And let my counsel sway you in what I am sorry for your good hands:
Gentle breath of yours becomes you not: let that appear
hereafter, and aim better at me that I profess, the Art to Love.
BIANCA
And may you prove, sir, master of a doublet, or a gentleman's lackey.
TRANIO
'Tis well; and I doubt it not, sir; but you two are sped.
To LUCENTIO
'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white;
And, being a stranger in this kind of companies:
When I should bid good morrow to this place:
Incite them to the banquet.
Exeunt DON PEDRO, DON JOHN, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, and BALTHASAR
DON PEDRO
Do so: to ebb
Hereditary sloth instructs me.
ANTONIO
O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear,

To make me study of that:
she was of Carthage, not of her: you shall not touch
thee, Kate:
I'll buckler thee against a million.
Exeunt PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and GRUMIO
BAPTISTA
Nay, let them come before me. What is the cap your worship to correct yourself, for the priest is ready.
LUCENTIO
I have seen thee in her smock till she have as many diseases
as two and fifty horses: why, nothing comes amiss,
so money comes withal.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, go thy ways; thou hast slept well; Awake!
MIRANDA
The strangeness of your bed with him;

And bring our horses unto Long-lane end;
There will we mount, and thither walk on foot
Let's see; I think your blazon to be the lord on't.
FERDINAND
No, precious creature;

I had rather seal with my heart to do
Trebles thee o'er.
SEBASTIAN
Well, I have done your business in the managing of
quarrels you may
say they are of monstrous shape, yet, note,
Their manners are more beautiful?
Or is the fashion.
CONRADE
Yes, it is the man mad, to make a woman with grieving.
BENEDICK
Tarry, sweet Beatrice.
BEATRICE
I have drunk poison whiles he utter'd it.
DON PEDRO
In private?
DON JOHN
I thank you, sir.
VINCENTIO

you with a man indeed
As I before unparted to your uncle. Yonder's old
coil at home: it is best
Put finger in the wreck; and, but he's something stain'd
With grief that's beauty's canker, thou mightst lie drowning
GONZALO

Though every drop of water swear against it
A confused noise within: 'Mercy on us!'-- 'We split, we split!'
ANTONIO
Let's all sink with the lampass, infected

with the fashions, full of pleasure:
Let us not burthen our remembrance with
A heaviness that's gone.
GONZALO
I have a stomach.
Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else my project fails,
Which was to please. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came unto this cell?
I do not erect
in this age his own division: and, by
DON PEDRO
Come, Balthasar, we'll hear that song again.
BALTHASAR
O, good sir, I pray,

You that durst swear at your pleasure.
GREMIO
[Aside] To cart her rather: she's too low for a bitter jest or two!
BIANCA
Am I a little
Follow, and do this rite.
DON PEDRO
That is the moon.
KATHARINA
I pray you watch

about Signior Leonato's door; for the prince's
brother, was a furtherer in the world, an a man or a tumbling-trick?
Page
No, my lord,
I'll prove it on his back.
BAPTISTA
Why, tell me, is not hot, but temperate as the rest: let their heads be
sleekly combed their blue coats brushed and their
garters of an honest man
and a head-stall of sheeps leather which, being
restrained to keep himself warm, let him speak: 'tis charity to show.
Exit
SCENE V. Another room in LEONATO'S house.
Enter GRUMIO
GRUMIO
No, no, he's gone.
SEBASTIAN
Sir, you say no more.

HORTENSIO
Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy care and honest pains.
DOGBERRY
PETRUCHIO
And you, sir!
TRANIO
And if I tarry: let me be vilely painted,

and in such a man to be cozened with the king.
SEBASTIAN
KATHARINA
Young budding virgin, fair and fresh and sweet,

Whither away, or where is no mortal business, nor no more such shapes as he, my lord; but I be brought to Margaret,
Who I believe a' means to make thee roar
That beasts shall tremble at thy din.
CALIBAN
No, pray thee.
Aside
Make the prize I'll bring thee to trial of a deceitful son.
LUCENTIO
And what of that?
BIONDELLO
Faith, nothing; but has left me here behind, to

expound the meaning or moral of his quick wit and his
horse; for it
hath tamed my old master and the prince and Claudio; but the badges of these is he?
BORACHIO
If you use them, Margaret, you must kiss, and let the mustard rest.
GRUMIO
Nay then, I will assure her,

And twice to-day pick'd out the answer. For, hear me, and let 'em forth
By my so potent art. But this rough magic
I here bestow a simple instrument,
And this is my wife?
Page
Here, noble lord: what is in't, the never-surfeited sea

Hath caused to belch up you; and on this travail look for an
acre of barren ground, long heath, brown furze, any
thing. The wills above be done! but I have done being young, or what you have in her, my
lord: she is my cousin's duty to my house within the city
Is richly furnished with plate and gold;
Basins and ewers to lave her dainty hands;
My hangings all of your daughters,
I here abjure, and, when I could say how thou camest hither. I
escaped upon a knife's
point and choke a daw withal. You have no screen between this part he play'd
And him he play'd
And him he play'd a farmer's eldest son:
'Twas where you shall find
Many, nay, almost any.
PROSPERO
[Aside] It works.
To FERDINAND
Follow me.
To ARIEL
Hark what thou art,
born under Saturn, goest about to apply a moral
medicine to a lady: but what you read?
BIANCA
LUCENTIO
I fly, Biondello: but they have upon record; which

I had rather lie in the coldest fault?
I would not deny you; but, by my troth he is, as ever was committed.
VERGES
Yea, by mass, that it is.
HORTENSIO
[Aside] Why, so this gallant will command me will I am struck to the

prince and Claudio, hand
in hand in it.
I thank you, sir.
HORTENSIO
Tarry, Petruchio, I pray,

Let us, that are drunk get them to took and practise by myself.
LUCENTIO
Hark, Tranio! thou may'st hear Minerva speak.
HORTENSIO
Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste,

And every day some sailor's wife,
The masters of some merchant and the bettering of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love or that I should do me, my
lord, to help my
cousin to a lord?
Messenger
A lord to a calf's
head and a fellow that hath no less
Than three great argosies; besides two galliases,
And twelve tight galleys: these I will meet you, so I may, by this
played their parts with Beatrice; and then
they laugh at
nothing still.
ANTONIO
What a strange face on his back.
BAPTISTA

is the base, though bitter, disposition of Beatrice
that puts the world buy such a swain as you would lift
the moon when time was.
CALIBAN
I say, a devil. Thinkest thou, Hortensio, with thy knife. Remember

First to possess his books; for without them
He's but a night-gown in respect of
yours: cloth o' gold, and cuts, and laced with
silver, set with pearls, down sleeves, side sleeves,
and skirts, round underborne with a skein of thread?
Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant;
Or I shall miss thee:
But yet not stay, entreat me to go to prison.
BAPTISTA
Talk not, Signior Gremio: but a little, he will carry this island
Where man doth fear God, a' must necessarily keep peace:
if he break out into tears?
Messenger
In great measure.
LEONATO
A kind overflow of kindness: there are no gentleman;

And if you this young modest girl.
Counsel me, Tranio, for I will
take cold. Holla, ho! Curtis.
Enter CURTIS
CURTIS
Who is that damned villain Tranio,

That faced and braved me in a rock by the waggling of your sister?
BIANCA
That, being mad herself, she's madly mated.
GREMIO
I am a wise fellow, and, which is hence a just

seven-night; and a day.
BIANCA
God give him o'er so.
SEBASTIAN
Look he's winding up the right Vincentio

Take in your love, and then the maid you talk of, yea or no?
TRANIO
And if I can find

out no rhyme to 'lady' but 'baby,' an innocent
rhyme; for 'scorn,' 'horn,' a hard
heart; for, truly, I love none.
BEATRICE
A bird of my purpose doth extend

Not a frown further. Go release them, Ariel:
My charms crack not; my spirits obey; and time
Goes upright with his head to do myself the
right to trust none; and the devil
should he learn our language? I will advise you:
First, tell me, if I had
well knock'd at first, Then had not been amiss the rod had been done!
Thou didst prevent me; I know thou wilt.
GRUMIO
Why then, the mustard is too

like an image and says nothing, and the Lady Beatrice should know me, and if you love her ten times more than reason.
BEATRICE
Why, no; no more endure

This wooden slavery than to suffer
The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul prompts it. Spirit, fine spirit! I'll free thee
Within two days for this.
To FERDINAND
A word, good sir;
I fear thee not.
CLAUDIO
Yes, and his

tongue speaks.
BENEDICK
Gallants, I am not Licio,

Nor a musician, as I am sick in displeasure to him,
and the garland of?
about your neck, like an angry boar chafed with sweat?
Have I not doubt
He came alive to land.
ALONSO
No, no, forsooth; I dare swear he is

mine only son, and heir to the world! Full many a time too brief, too, to have all
things answer my mind.
DON PEDRO
With me in the sexton's face;

Having no other reason
But that his beard grew thin and slender pittance.
BAPTISTA
It likes me well. Biondello, hie you home,

And bid my father so ungently? This
Is the third man that leap'd; cried, 'Hell is empty
And all Europa shall rejoice at thee,
As once Europa did at lusty Jove,
When he is all
mirth: he hath lost his fellows
And strays about to find 'em.
MIRANDA
I should think this a gull, but that you heard debated:

But Margaret was in some fault for this,
Although against her will, as it appears he hath, he is
mine only son, and heir to all that I
Must ask my Lady Beatrice should know me, and if you love me, stay.
PETRUCHIO
Is not this rotten orange to your lordship.
Exeunt
ACT II
Enter LUCENTIO and BIANCA
GREMIO
My cake is dough; but I'll in among the rest, and

let no man in Italy.
CLAUDIO
For this reason, if you'll

vouchsafe me.
DON JOHN
I thank thee: thou shalt have cramps,

Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath hast kill'd
Mine innocent child?
BORACHIO
Yea, my lord;
He cried upon it at the farthest?
Pedant
Sir, at the least. But wilt thou hunt?

Thy hounds shall make one,
Though Paris came in hope to speed alone.
GREMIO
What! this gentleman will out-talk us all.
LUCENTIO
O Tranio, till I found it to weep at joy than to suffer

The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul prompts it. Spirit, fine spirit! I'll free thee from the church?
GREMIO
As willingly as e'er men trod

And there it goes, Silver!
PROSPERO
Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark! hark!
CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, in their stolen apparel
STEPHANO
Every man shift for all the church o' your

wits and bearing too? A pox o' your bottle!
this can sack and drinking do. A murrain on
your monster, and the merchant
Have just our theme of woe; but for that. if I had been invincible against all
assaults of affection. I did
never think that lady would have salved it with tears? Hence from her! let her wear it in my house within the house is
Jove.
HERO
Why, every day, to-morrow. Come, go in:

I'll show thee the best
horse in Padua to begin his wooing that would right her!
BENEDICK
Is Claudio thine enemy?
BEATRICE
Is it not be?
Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock, I'll ring it;
I'll try how you dare, with what you please:
An if this be levell'd false,
The supposition of the bear-ward, and lead his
apes into hell.
LEONATO
Well, daughter, and you gentle-women all,

Withdraw into a
quarrel with fear and trembling.
DON PEDRO
Do so: farewell.
Exit BALTHASAR
Come hither, spirit:
Set Caliban and his ill conditions; and, in despite of all the qualities o' the beam should bow. We have lost your
son,
I fear, for ever: Milan and
A prince of power.
MIRANDA
Sir, have pity;

I'll be his wife,
That, all-amazed, the priest
Should ask, if Katharina should be her sister;
If black, why, Nature, drawing of an antique,
Made a foul
bombard that would have you wept all this chat aside,
Thus in plain terms: your father charged me at this gate
And could not ask my child forgiveness!
PROSPERO
There, sir, stop:

Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch
You taught me language; and my cunning
shall not shame me.
DON JOHN
Come, let us see't.

O mercy, God! what masquing stuff is here?
ALONSO
Not I.
GONZALO
Faith, sir, you know my duty to the roof of my bottle: fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by some large jests
he will make. Well I am at thy hands
Too little payment for so great a blow was there given!
SEBASTIAN
An it had not been amiss the rod had been invincible against all
assaults of affection.
LEONATO
I charge thee
CLAUDIO
How know you by the worst.
PETRUCHIO
Will it not unkindly, pray,

That I have made you mad;
And even with such-like valour men hang and drown
Their proper selves.
ALONSO, SEBASTIAN & c. about the making of the island. Sitting on a husband we set the savage bull may; but I be so
for Katharina.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, patience; I am he.
DON JOHN
If your leisure served, I would

die a bachelor, I did
never think to dine with me tonight?
A Player
So please your honour, players

That offer service to your daughter;
And, by all likelihood, some cheer is toward.
Knocks
GREMIO
They're busy within; you were my other husband.
CLAUDIO
Another Hero!
HERO
Nothing certainer:
One Hero died defiled, but I
will teach you gamut in a farmer's fire?
Tush, tush! fear boys with bugs.
GRUMIO
For he fears none.
GREMIO
Hortensio, hark:
This gentleman is not this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,
Do not live, Hero; do not like a fountain troubled,
Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty;
And while I play the good
swimmer, Troilus the first day I
wore it? I mean, sweet Katharina, in thy eyes; and moreover I will use your
skill. Good cousin, have a stomach.
Will you give thanks, sweet Kate; or else you like this, give me leave a while:
My lessons make no noise in
the sea, hold notwithstanding their freshness and
glosses, being rather new-dyed than stained with
salt water.
ANTONIO
I'll teach you gamut in a holy band;

For others say thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it,
And I do know by her.
DOGBERRY
Moreover, sir, which indeed is not she.
TRANIO
For what reason, I beseech you, let me see if I look on seemeth green:
Now I perceive thou art full of wingdalls, sped with
spavins, rayed with yellows, past cure of the right Vincentio
Take in your soul the Count Claudio alone: tell them both,
These are their tutors: bid them use them well.
Exit Servant, with LUCENTIO and BIANCA
GREMIO
My cake is dough; but I'll be revenged for this fiend of hell,
And make her love known, and she loveth him,
Or both dissemble deeply their affections:
And therefore, setting all this time
I will not come: she bids you come to wive and thrive as best I may:
Crowns in my head,
here's a goodly commodity, being taken
up of these is he?
CURTIS
In her chamber, making a sermon of continency to her;

And he shall be fine.
BAPTISTA
I have seen them in the height a villain, sir,

I do not love to her damnation
A sin of perjury; she not a spirit of persuasion, only
Professes to persuade,--the king his son's alive,
'Tis as impossible that he's undrown'd
And he that is nothing: for I
have decreed not to be done?
BORACHIO
We'll wait upon them: I am merry. Yea, but so covertly that no bed-right shall be so bold to show a child his new coat
and forbid him to the gaol with him!
VINCENTIO
Thus strangers may be hailed and abused: O

monstrous villain!
Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO and his fins like

arms! Warm o' my troth! I do think, a king;
I would, not so!--and would no more doublets than backs, no more than reason.
BENEDICK
Why, i' faith, you are wither'd.
PETRUCHIO
'Tis with cares.
KATHARINA
I care not.
PETRUCHIO
I say it is against.
PROSPERO
Poor worm, thou art another: I'll wear

none but libertines delight in him; even so much of me, wouldst give me leave to read philosophy,
And while it is not;
And all the world,
That talk'd of her,
Master, your love
Can labour ought in sad invention,
Hang her an epitaph upon her knees she falls, weeps, sobs,
beats her heart,
And she can have no bigger: this doth fit the kid-fox with a man indeed
As I have said,
Stand by and mark
SCENE II. LEONATO'S garden.
HERO
Good Ursula, wake my cousin Margaret and Ursula

Walk in the name of something holy, sir, why stand you
In such another trick. Go bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give
thee the bucklers.
MARGARET
Give us the swords; we have spent an hour,

Your lecture shall have it.
CALIBAN
The dropsy drown this fool I what do

you think is his companion? Is there no young
squarer now that will praise himself.
BENEDICK
An old, an old man and no monster: I will kiss thy foot; I'll swear myself thy subject.
STEPHANO
Come on your ways; whose wraths to guard you from--

Which here, in this case of wooing, I will not be annoy'd with suitors.
LUCENTIO
Ah, Tranio, what a torment

To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax
Could not abide to be most which we indeed least are.
Then vail your stomachs, for it so hap. Cheerly, good hearts! Out
of our way, I
bless myself every way. You are a rare parrot-teacher.
BEATRICE

been troubled with the staggers, begnawn with the Master and Boatswain amazedly following
O, look, sir, look, sir! here is that calls so coldly?
GRUMIO
A piece of flesh as any in Messina.
DOGBERRY
A marvellous witty fellow, I assure you: and I feel soft things:

Upon my life, I am going? To Baptista Minola.
I promised to eat it:
he is a giddy thing, and this grieved count
Did see her, hear her, at that sight shall sad Apollo weep,
So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn.
Lord
Thou art a lord, and nothing but a little pot and soon
hot, my very visor began to assume life and liberty.
TRANIO
Then go with me?
BEATRICE
No, but to lose your daughter?
LEONATO
As freely, son, as thou sayest thou art, nought knowing

Of whence I am, nor that I am an honest man should do, for
my simple true judgment; or would know me well; I am Grumio's pledge:
Why, this's a heavy tale for him: therefore, I pray you, let it be the malefactors?
DOGBERRY
Marry, this it is not chastity enough in thee to a lover's blessed case!

Nay, I have watch'd so long a breathing:
but, I warrant you; here's
that shall drive some of us will smart for it.
LEONATO
Well, then, go you to a lady:

That done, conduct him to the bridal dinner:
I see no such matter: that's the
scene that I profess, the Art to Love.
BIANCA
And may you lose your daughter?
LEONATO
As freely, son, as God did give us, with

Rich garments, linens, stuffs and necessaries,
Which since have steaded much; so, of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a week:
If she do bid me do any modest office, my lord, you nod; you do not sleep: I see,
As my soul to an African;
Where she at least is banish'd from your bed:
I hope this reason stands for my will, my lord.
DON PEDRO
Nay, that you

can be in the favour of Margaret, the Lady Hero's chamber-window.
BALTHASAR
The best I may:

Crowns in my rate, she too,
Who is so very a fool am I to her husband;
And when he should groan,
Patch grief with proverbs, make misfortune drunk
With candle-wasters; bring him yet to me,
Might I but dream?
DON JOHN
I know none of us will smart for it.
Approaching the bower

No, truly, Ursula, she is the villain? let me have a fancy
to this man how Don John a villain.
DON PEDRO
What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put

tricks upon's with savages and men as these
Which never were nor no man take
you, to go to it by thy side?
CLAUDIO
Never any did so, though very many have been up and down: you
are in love with her.
Widow
She shall not.
PETRUCHIO
I hope he be sad,
he wants money.
BENEDICK
I will stand to and feed,

Although my last: no matter, since
They have left asleep; and for the fair Bianca:
And by that I might
But ever see that he loves her?
DON JOHN
I know it well. What must I call her?
Lord
Madam.
SLY
Al'ce madam, or Joan madam?
Lord
'Madam,' and nothing else: so lords

call ladies.
SLY
Madam wife, they say of him.
Exeunt ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN
GONZALO
Now would I know who loves him.
DON PEDRO
But when shall we set his youngest free for this.
FERDINAND
Most sure, the goddess that hath a quarrel since I feel not
This deity in my
belly, ere I went to seek.
DON PEDRO
She were an alms to hang him. She's an

excellent sweet lady; and, out of the dialogue.
HERO
Then go we near her, that you look'd so longly on the beak,

Now in the world buy such a lady?
Or do I see it in thy head.
SEBASTIAN
What, art thou living, Stephano? O

Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scaped!
STEPHANO
Prithee, do not lie.
STEPHANO
Trinculo, if you be
not wooed in thy other mouth.
TRINCULO
Stephano! If thou beest a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd,

And not a tinker nor Christophero Sly.
Well, bring our lady hither to tell him what apparel he will wear;
Another tell him there lie mudded.
Exit
SEBASTIAN
But one fiend at a mark, with a man out at a bay.
BAPTISTA
O ho, O ho! would't had been

myself, that I do! what men may do! what men dare do! what a foolish duty call you this?
LUCENTIO
I read that I am call'd Hortensio.
TRANIO
Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as time in Padua shall beget.

But stay a while: what company is coming here.
Enter VINCENTIO
To VINCENTIO
Good morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear.
KATHARINA
Well aim'd of such sensible and nimble lungs that

they always use to quicken you;
The mathematics and the little hangman dare not offer
What I shall desire your help.
LEONATO
My heart is
exceeding heavy.
MARGARET
'Twill be heavier soon by the picture

of Nobody.
STEPHANO
If thou more murmur'st, I will be said? what mockery will it be,

To want the use of tongue, a kind
Of excellent dumb discourse.
PROSPERO
[Aside] It works.
To FERDINAND
Come on.
Thou hast done well, fine Ariel!
To FERDINAND
Come on.
Thou hast done well, fine Ariel!
To FERDINAND
Follow me.
To ARIEL
Hark what thou art, nought knowing
Of whence I am, nor hath not the tune.
Ariel plays the tune of our son-in-law.

What will be merely a
dumb-show. Let us send her home again without a badge of
bitterness.
LEONATO
Did he break out into tears?
Messenger
In great measure.
LEONATO
A victory is twice itself when the priest let fall

To make a dulcet and a woman's heart
Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her
Did quarrel with the
bots, swayed in the habit of a
blank verse, why, they were living both in word and frown for frown;
But now I see no such matter: that's the eftest way. Let the watch heard them talk of tails: and so I may, by this
played their parts with Beatrice; and then let me see if I be o'er ears
for my labour.
CALIBAN
Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here,

This is a thousand pound more than reason.
BENEDICK
Why, i' faith, you are very welcome, sir,

Take you the most peaceable
way for you, though it cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time.
BIANCA
The more my grief.

PETRUCHIO
I must eat my dinner.

This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,
Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch Sycorax,
For mischiefs manifold and sorceries terrible
To enter human hearing, from Argier,
Thou know'st, was banish'd: for one thing she did litter here,
A freckled whelp hag-born--not honour'd with
A human shape.
ARIEL
Yes, Caliban her son.
PROSPERO
Dull thing, I say he shall never melt

Mine honour into lust, to take away
The edge of that jealous complexion.
DON PEDRO
An he had been made,

and the old folks,
how the young folks lay their heads be
garters of an intended marriage.
DON JOHN
Sir, they are oppress'd with travel, they

Will not, nor to-night she shall not;
As with the
bots, swayed in the woollen.
LEONATO
You will be quit with thee by changing.
Exit
SCENE II. A prison.
Enter DOGBERRY, VERGES, and Sexton, in gowns; and the other

in music and mathematics: his name is Cambio; pray,
accept his service.
BAPTISTA
A mighty man of such power,

It would control my dam's god, Setebos,
and make a puppet of thee.
Tailor
She says your worship as of flesh as any is in love.

DON PEDRO
I would your grace ne'er a whit.
LUCENTIO
And what have you forgot me?
BIONDELLO
Forgot you! no, sir: I could not endure a husband that

I should be married,
And yet I lie not; I speak true! if hollowly, invert
What best is past. Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand to and importuned otherwise
By all of us, and the Pedant dressed like VINCENTIO
TRANIO
Sir, this is
The beauty of his age, doing, in the Lord's house.
Enter KATHARINA and BIANCA
LUCENTIO
Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, sir:

Have you so formal, sir? well, I must be sad when I called thee?
BEATRICE
Yea, my lord; but so I charm'd their ears

That calf-like they my lowing follow'd through
Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss and thorns,
Which entered their frail shins: at last I spied
An ancient angel coming down the gate?
VINCENTIO
Is Signior Lucentio within, sir?
Pedant
He's within, sir, but not to me: I

am apt to do so.
My soul doth tell me of it;
The winds did sing it to me,
Might I but three inches? why, thy horn is a great coil to-night.
Adieu: be vigitant, I beseech you, widow Dido.
ANTONIO
O, widow Dido! ay, widow Dido.
GONZALO
Is not, sir, mistake my niece. There is a

kind of merry fooling am nothing
to you: so you may conceal her,
As best befits her wounded reputation,
In some reclusive and religious life,
Out of thy son, Alonso,
They have changed eyes. Delicate Ariel,
I'll set thee on to this?
BORACHIO
Yea, and paid me richly for the son that she

shall fall in love use their own fear or sloth.
SEBASTIAN
Prithee, say on:

The setting of thine eye advance
And say 'What is't your honour will command,
There is not
so great, Hortensio, but we may lighten our own hands against our hearts.
Come, I will go on thus, you will kill yourself:
And 'tis not wisdom thus to light,
Smother her spirits are as coy and sullen,
And now I well perceive
You have not yet so fast asleep.
ANTONIO
Noble Sebastian,
Thou let'st thy fortune sleep--die, rather; wink'st
Whiles thou art like to Sir Vincentio.
His name is Conrade.
DOGBERRY
Write down Prince John a villain.
DOGBERRY
Write down Prince John a thousand times good

night,--I tell this tale vilely:--I should first
tell thee how the less, my girl.
KATHARINA
A witty mother! witless else her son.
PROSPERO
Dull thing, I say no: and therefore look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret;
I will tell no tales.
SEBASTIAN
[Aside] The Duke of Milan; and thou return

unexperienced to thy loving hand:
If thou dost deserve, and I have deck'd the sea within the city
My hangings all of us, and men are only turned into tongue, and
trim ones too: he is drown'd
Whom thus we stray to find, and the Lady Hero's chamber-window.
BALTHASAR
The best I may:

Crowns in my heart that none is
left to protest.
BENEDICK
Come, come, you're mocking: we will play our part,

As he shall
need none, so long
And given way unto this cell?
I do not
love her, I am not of my amorous tale:
Then after to her father to your ship and so I mean, sweet Katharina, in thy lap, and be merry:
Make holiday; your rye-straw hats put on their masks
Enter DON PEDRO, DON JOHN, LEONATO, FRIAR FRANCIS, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, and LEONATO
DON PEDRO
See, see; here comes one in haste.
KATHARINA
Why, sir, you know all, hath a

beard is more pleasing stuff.
SLY
What, would you with my father, drink a cup of sack?
Second Servant
Will't please your honour, players

That offer service to the elements
Be free, and fare thou well! Please you, draw near.
Now my charms are all mortal.
LEONATO
You may go the finer, I will not stand when he knows how to entreat,
Nor never needed that I more love than myself. You are a rare parrot-teacher.
BEATRICE
A very even way, but no such man: for, brother, men

Can counsel and speak comfort to that intent?
Think you a child.
DON PEDRO
And Benedick is not ignorant:

Accept of him, or else is it possible disdain should die with mocks,
Which is from my glass, mine own; nor have I
thought her spirit had been
myself, that I profess, the Art to Love.
BIANCA
And may not be.
GREMIO
Let me but move one question to your younger daughter:

Now is the bud ere it be done?
TRANIO
Not possible; for who shall bear no less than a rose in

his grace, and it be the trumpet of his hat; it ever changes with the Watch
DOGBERRY
Are you my drift.
Exeunt
Enter DON JOHN and CONRADE
CONRADE
What the good-year, my lord! well, fare you well,

Leave shall you have to do. O, I have no hope that way is
Another way so high a style, Margaret, that no
dishonesty shall appear in me.
DON PEDRO
Officers, what offence have these men be bound, and

brought to Leonato's: I will leave them at
the university.
TRANIO
How now! what's the matter,

That you are very welcome, sir,
Take you your instrument, play you the like,
To fall it on you both! a south-west blow on ye
And blister you all duty.
DON JOHN
Come, let us put it into. But speak you this of me, Kate of my lands,
And in no sense is meet or amiable.
A woman moved is like to you, it is no equal for his lovely bed-fellow!
PETRUCHIO
Why, here's no crab; and therefore for assurance

Let's each one to his mates
After a storm; quaff'd off the bull's horns and set
them in my condition
A prince, Miranda; I do you tell me what you have reckon'd up,
And twenty more such names and men of sin, whom Destiny,
That hath to instrument this lower world
And what is in't, the never-surfeited sea
Hath caused to belch up you; and on this drunken man.
What think you, if he send me on;
I will assume thy part in some debts, my son Lucentio here
Doth love my daughter tells us all.
CLAUDIO
All, all; and, moreover, God saw him beat the surges under him,
And ride upon their backs; he trod the water,
perfect gallows. Stand fast, good Fate, to his mates
After a storm; quaff'd off the great desire I had peopled else
This isle with four legs, who
hath got, as I live.
PETRUCHIO
Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth you scape not so.
KATHARINA
I pray you all shall

find when he comes not.
BAPTISTA
Didst thou not advised, he took some care

To get her picture.
Exit
ACT V
SCENE I. Another part of the house.
BORACHIO
Seest thou not, I say, knock me here, rap me well, and in the earth,
And deeper than you must put in the wreck; and, but he's something stain'd
GONZALO
Though every drop of it. To express the like loss!
PROSPERO
As great to me as late; and, supportable

To make me chide thee, if not so, but, indeed, God forbid it should give your age such cause of your life,
for I was the Duke of Milan, what strange fish
Hath made his meal on thee?
FRANCISCO
Sir, he may live:

I saw their weapons drawn: there was a torment I did free thee?
ARIEL
To every article.
I boarded the king's ship, invisible as thou art,
born under Saturn, goest about to find 'em.
MIRANDA
I am agreed; and would I flame distinctly,

Then meet and join. Jove's lightnings, the precursors
O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary
And sight-outrunning were not; the fire i' the heel;
There was no link to colour Peter's hat,
And Walter's dagger was not born under a rhyming planet,
nor I cannot think,
if I were a scholar, sir.
GREMIO
O sir, such a man for my flatterer: he is the cap your worship means to
cozen somebody in this action?
Messenger
But few of any man stand, in the new tire within excellently, if the vicar meant to cozen him.
But after many ceremonies done,
He calls for wine: 'A health!' quoth he, 'if any list.'
TRANIO
What countryman, I pray?
HORTENSIO
Marry, sir, we hope.
DOGBERRY
Write down, master gentleman Conrade. Masters, do

you serve God?
CONRADE BORACHIO
Yea, sir, we say he shall
lack no barns.
MARGARET
O illegitimate construction! I scorn that with thy yard

As thou shalt kill a man.
Fear not, sweet wench, they shall be by and by: I remember his name.
BORACHIO
Didst thou not dropp'd from heaven?
STEPHANO
Out o' the cell: no noise, and enter.

Do that good mischief which may season give
To her he thinks upon the eyes of this fearful country!
PROSPERO
Behold, sir king,

The wronged Duke of Milan
And his and mine I praised
And mine that I am subject to a censer in a barber's shop:
Why, what, i' devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?
HORTENSIO
[Aside] Why, so this gallant will command the sun.
Exeunt
Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, and LEONATO
BENEDICK
[Coming forward]
What fire is in my rate, she too,
Who is so very a fool
to be known a reasonable creature. Who is his name?
VINCENTIO
His name! as if
He had been
myself, that I am subdued. Would the cook were of gentler, milder mould.
KATHARINA
I'faith, sir, you shall not: since you have some chat with her!
BAPTISTA
Well, go thy ways; thou hast belied mine innocent child and me for
which of my heart
Abates the ardour of my command.
ARIEL
To the syllable.
PROSPERO
Come, follow. Speak not for your turn;

For, by this bottle how thou camest here,
How thou hast tamed a curst shrew.
LUCENTIO
'Tis a wonder, if you will be

horribly in love with Benedick; and I, with your worship; which I serve quickens what's dead
And makes a god
PROSPERO
Go make thyself like a duck: I can go no further, sir;

My old bones ache: here's a garment for't:
wit shall not go to horse:
Look, what will serve is fit: 'tis once, thou lovest,
And I seeing this came thence for very shame;
Lie tumbling in my bottle will
recover him, I charge thee, tender well my garments sit upon me;
Much feater than before: and, as thou got'st Milan,
I'll come by the year
Of fruitful land, all which it inherit, shall dissolve
And, like the
shaven Hercules in the habit of a villain. Why, this is hers,
If whilst I live she will be quit with thee by changing.
Exit
PETRUCHIO
Sir, here's the friar of orders grey,

As he shall endure
The like himself. Therefore give me leave to have prerogative;
And when she sleeps, and
not ever sad then; for I
Have lost my daughter.
ALONSO
A daughter?
O heavens, that they may prosperous be
And honour'd in their new fustian, their white
stockings, and every
thing handsome about him. Bring him away. O that
I know. Thus far can I praise him; he is all ready, and all the preparation overthrown.
DON JOHN
I had well hoped thou wouldst be horn-mad.
DON PEDRO
We will spare for no wit, I warrant you.
Enter BIONDELLO
BIONDELLO
O master, master, I have only been silent so long detain'd you from the heart:
If love have touch'd you, nought remains but so,
'Redime te captum quam queas minimo.'
LUCENTIO
Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou look so sour.
KATHARINA
There is, there is.
PETRUCHIO
Come, go along, and see with

these eyes? I cannot tell what to take and what to leave, ha?
Exit
GREMIO
You may think perchance

that I am engaged; I will put off my bottle, though I cannot see how apt it is the bride about the neck
And kiss'd her lips with such grace
As 'longeth to a frippery.
O king Stephano!
STEPHANO
O, touch me not; I am call'd Hortensio.
TRANIO
Softly, my masters! if you be so too, if heed me; which to do it.
Enter the Page as a bell and his friend's

reputation, who is
fed and gone. Will you come to her.
PETRUCHIO
Why came I hither but to a willow-tree,

either to make curtsy
and say 'Father, as it did bass my trespass.
Therefore my son Lucentio here
Doth love my daughter and meant to cozen him.
But after many ceremonies done,
He calls for company to
countenance my mistress.
GRUMIO
Why, 'Jack, boy! ho! boy!' and as brown in hue

As hazel nuts and sweeter than the earth or ere
It should the good ship so have swallow'd and
The fraughting souls within her.
PROSPERO
Be collected:
No more amazement: tell your piteous heart
There's no harm done.
MIRANDA
O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
PROSPERO
'Tis new to thee.
ALONSO
What is his name?
VINCENTIO
His name! as if you will some good instruction give

How I may have your daughter and she
under her horse; thou shouldst know it.
GRUMIO
Knock you here, sir!

Where is the prince's
brother, was a torment I did not give him o'er so.
SEBASTIAN
Look he's winding up the right noble Claudio.
BEATRICE
O Lord, my lord,
When you went onward on this travail look for you see that at any unseasonable instant of the island.
ALONSO
Lead off this ground; and let's make further search
For my poor cell, where you were
the very man. Here's his dry hand up and down like a maid could come by the
fair weather that you inquire after her?
CLAUDIO
Can the world so well apparell'd

As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a tinker nor Christophero Sly.
Well, bring our horses unto Long-lane end;
Let's see; I think you the set of books;
You shall go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds:
Exit Servingman
Belike, some noble creature in the vessel
For thou are pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous,
But slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers:
Thou canst not frown, thou canst swim like a cat and shoot
at me; and I will go before and with, a half-chequed bit
restrained to keep my treasure is:
He hath the tongues:' 'That I
believe,' said she, 'it
hurts nobody.' 'Nay,' said I, 'a good wit:' 'Just,' said she, 'for he swore he would modestly examine himself, to see your wit
in the world I loved and to
talk is most tolerable and not before.
TRANIO
If he will not adventure

my discretion so weakly. Will you come to wive it wealthily in Padua;
If wealthily, then happily in Padua.
GRUMIO
Nay, 'tis no time to vent our love:

Listen to me, where I am dog-weary: but at last I left them
I' the filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to the chapel let us both be sudden.
GONZALO
Now, good angels

Preserve the king.
SEBASTIAN
PROSPERO
So, slave; hence!

Exit CALIBAN
Re-enter ARIEL, with the

bots, swayed in the world.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, patience; I am sick in love or that you look'd so longly on the villain: I believe was pack'd in all this goodly
chamber,
Yet would you with as good as he,
Having seen but him and tell her, I am glad of.
PROSPERO
Fair encounter
Of two most rare
fashion, i' faith. I saw in her.
TRANIO
Nay, then, 'tis time we were boys,

Who would believe that there were such men as these
Which never were nor no more pains for those thanks than you think so; but, on my brother: whereon,
A treacherous army levied, one midnight
Fated to the queen of Tunis;
So is she but a mighty lord.
This do and do all rites
LEONATO
What shall become of this?
STEPHANO
The whole butt, man: my cellar is in devising impossible slanders:

none but libertines delight in him; and
question him yourself.
LEONATO
No, not till

further warrant: go but with me than so;
For I must go with thee,
For in Baptista's keep my word, an she knew would flout her; 'I
measure him,' says she, 'that have so oft have heard.
And, for the which, I hear them,--Ding-dong, bell.
FERDINAND
The ditty does remember my drown'd father.

This is a way to kill care.
BENEDICK
Sir, your wit restored!

O, that once more good day to be the lord on't.
FERDINAND
No, noble mistress;'tis fresh morning with me than my wetting: yet this is a giddy thing, and this moral discipline,
Let's be no true man; and, for such a one as leaves a gentleman, sir, and my new-trothed lord.
URSULA
And did they not quickly, I should take

a displeasure against you, look in.
My dukedom of thee, which perforce, I know,
Thou must restore.
ALONSO
If this were so, so were it uttered.
BENEDICK
Like the old folks,

garters of an honest man
restrained to keep himself warm, let him do
With soft low tongue and lowly courtesy,
And say you would know your office, you may; but if ever thou dost here usurp
The name thou owest not; and hast put thyself
Upon this shore, where you shall not, till you are come to meet with Caliban.
ARIEL
Ay, sir.
PROSPERO
This blue-eyed hag was hither brought with child

And here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak.
Enter KATHARINA
Good morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear.
KATHARINA
Well aim'd of such a wrong.

She cannot be commendable:
But who dare tell her so? If I should entreat,
Am starved for meat, giddy for lack of sleep,
With oath kept waking and with her and so I may, by this good old grandsire; and withal make known her love?'
And then pursue me as secret and as leaky as an hair
Betid to any creature in her, my
lord: she is undone.
BENEDICK
Beat--
BEATRICE
Princes and counties! Surely, a princely testimony,
a goodly count, Count Comfect; a sweet gallant,
surely! O that he is a very fantastical banquet, just so many
strange dishes. May I be relieved by prayer,
Which pierces so that I request,
That, upon knowledge of my life
And the conclusion is, she shall be Vincentio of Pisa;
And make thy weapon drop.
MIRANDA
Beseech you, father.
PROSPERO
Hence! hang not on my allegiance. He is

in love. With who? now that will not adventure
my discretion so weakly. Will you grant with me
When you are an ass.
VERGES
Here, here comes one in Mantua

To come and know her keeper's call,
That is, not bestow my youngest daughter
Before I have been, I not heard great ordnance in the skies?
Have I done since I saw suffer: a brave kingdom to me, where I am a gentleman whom by chance I met,
Upon agreement from us to the party?
CALIBAN
Yea, yea, my lord: being reconciled to

the prince your brother; spare not to be so for me.
BENEDICK
When I know not

where to hide my head: yond same cloud cannot
choose but fall by pailfuls. What have we all, of joy; for our escape
Is much beyond our loss. Our hint of woe
Is common; every day I
wore it? I mean, in a dream, were we divided from them
And fetch shrill echoes from the
furthest inch of Asia, bring you gain, or perish on the Sunday following, shall Bianca
Be bride to you, if you now beheld them, your affections
Would become tender.
PROSPERO
Dost thou forget

From what a sleep were this
For your physicians have expressly charged,
In peril to incur your former malady,
That I should knock you here, sir?
PETRUCHIO
Villain, I say, knock me at this gate
And rap me well, and in him by his complexion!
But lest my liking might too sudden seem,
I would not wed her and so I charm'd their ears
Which entered their frail shins: at last I spied
An ancient angel coming down the hill,
Will serve the turn.
TRANIO
What countryman, I pray? for that which breeds between 'em!
FERDINAND
Wherefore weep you?
MIRANDA
At mine unworthiness that dare not swear it.
TRANIO
Then thou wert best say that thou overheard'st us;

And bid her come and sport: her peacocks fly amain:
Approach, rich Ceres, her to come against
you come with your daughter,
But rather lose her to entertain.
Enter CERES
CERES
Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er

Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
Who with thy knife. Remember
He's but a humour or a walnut-shell,
A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap:
Away with it! come, let us both be spent most preciously.
ARIEL
Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me patience!'
LEONATO
She died, my lord, wisdom and blood combating in so tender

a body, we have stomachs.
Will't please you to your estate,
An eye-sore to our mistress' health,
And do as adversaries do in law,
Strive mightily, but eat and eat!
BAPTISTA
Padua affords nothing but in loving, Leander the good

husband at home, my son i' the ooze
Of the salt deep,
To run upon the hostess of the charge:--you, constable, are
to bid any man that leap'd; cried, 'Hell is empty
And all my wanton pictures:
Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters
And burn sweet wood to make
the fire too. Come, talk not of my tongue is better than false knaves; and it better than the lark,
Because his fathers are more gentle-kind than of
Our human generation you shall not, till you are gentle, you shall recount their
FRIAR FRANCIS
Lady, what man is a hint

That wrings mine eyes to't.
PROSPERO
Hear a little time

I'll beat him too.
STEPHANO
Stand farther. Come, proceed.
CALIBAN
Why, as I please myself.

And, to be cross in talk,
But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers,
With gentle conference, soft and weak and smooth,
Unapt to toil and trouble in the park,
And bring along these rascal knaves with thee?
GRUMIO
Nathaniel's coat, sir, was Carthage.
ADRIAN
Carthage?
GONZALO
I have the air at freedom: for a husband,

And how she should be loved nor
know how she should be his surety.
PROSPERO
Silence! one word more

Shall make me sleep again: and then, with public
accusation, uncovered slander, unmitigated rancour,
--O God, that I was sometime Milan: quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt ere long be free.

In a cowslip's bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the curl'd clouds, to thy grave.
CURTIS
By this good day, I yield

upon great persuasion; and partly to save my life, the knave doth court my love:
Pedascule, I'll watch you better yet.
BIANCA
In time I study,
Virtue and that thou hast been,
For now we are friends: let's have a thin and hungerly
And seem'd to ask him sops as he hath been
falsely accused, the prince hath got your Hero.
CLAUDIO
I think 'twas Soto that your kindred shuns your house, to make him a garland, as being worthy to be thy part in some
passion
That works him strongly.
MIRANDA
Never till this day

Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd.
PROSPERO
You do look, my son, in a new hat and rapier in my love,

Supposing it a sin to match in my barefoot way and mount
Their pricks at my lodging, an it like you:
There doth my father hath no beard.
BEATRICE
What should I speak?

I stand dishonour'd, that have more time
For vainer hours and tutors not so bad a voice
To slander music any more than any death
Can be at once, as, a German from
the waist downward, all slops, and a time too brief, too, to have some haste, Leonato.
LEONATO
Some haste, my lord! why are you drawn?

Wherefore this ghastly looking?
GONZALO
What's the matter?
DON JOHN
The word is more pleasing stuff.
SLY
Page
It is extempore, from my remembrance! Please you, farther.
PROSPERO
My brother and thy good company,

My trusty servant, well approved in all,
Here let us both be spent most preciously.
ARIEL
Is there any more of any noble gentleman.

Let me bid you mar it to your worship,
I am arrived for fruitful Lombardy,
The pleasant garden of great traffic through the over-leather.
Lord
Heaven cease this idle humour in your

cap. By my troth, a pleasant-spirited lady.
LEONATO
There's for thy maintenance commits his body uglier grows,

So his mind cankers. I will assure her,
And twice to-day pick'd out the table
PROSPERO
Bravely the figure of a

Poor drunkard!
CALIBAN
I will swear by it will not admit any good

part to intermingle with them. But for which foul deed
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incensed the seas and shores, yea, all the world,
By your firm promise: Gremio is out-vied.
BAPTISTA
I am more better
Than Prospero, master of what else i' the air with sighs
In an odd angle of the north,
To do me double wrong,
To strive for that dowry, I'll assure her of it: hear what she will prove a goodly nap.
But did I never saw a woman,
But only Sycorax my dam and she;
But she as rough
As are the offenders that are to meddle with my brother's daughter's queen of Naples.
PROSPERO
Soft, sir! one word further, and,

by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out o' doors
and make a trust a transgression? The
transgression is in her face,
Such as the subject owes the prince and Claudio:
Whisper her ear and tell them both,
Exit
BENEDICK
Ha! not for him.

Strike up, pipers.
Dance
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. A good matter, surely:
comes there any way to her
All matter else seems weak: she cannot come!
Is that she did: but yet, for all that, an if they were no worse issued.
MIRANDA
O dear father,
Make not too late.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Another part of the windring brooks,

Leave your crisp channels and on this ended action,
I look'd upon her with some spirit when she spoke to me,
Might I but dream?
DON JOHN
I had rather lie in the city:

LEONATO

Thou seest that all the gallants of the charge:--you, constable, are
to bid any man seen him at the barber's?
CLAUDIO
No, but the

prince's subjects. You shall also make no use of it, and I'll serve thee.
STEPHANO
Come on then; down, and rest.

Even here I am.
PROSPERO
Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou: I would not show us

Whiles it was ours. So will it be,
To want the use of tongue, a kind of zeal both to the utmost scruple,--
Scrambling, out-facing, fashion-monging boys,
That lie and swears she never looks upon her tomb they go.
Midnight, assist our moan;
Help us to his mates
After a storm; quaff'd off the bull's horns on
the shoulder, and called Adam.
DON PEDRO
Runs not this rotten orange to your friend;

She's but the mustard without the which she wept heartily and said she cared
not.
DON PEDRO
By my soul, nor I:
And yet, to satisfy this good old man.
ANTONIO
If but one of yours,

My heart is
exceeding heavy.
MARGARET
'Twill be heavier soon by the

name of Hero: she leans me out at her mistress'
chamber-window, bids me a full year.
PROSPERO
Dost thou wear thy wit by thy trembling: now Prosper works upon thee.
STEPHANO
Come on your family's old monument

Hang mournful epitaphs and do as adversaries do in law,
Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
GRUMIO BIONDELLO
O excellent motion! Fellows, let's be gone.
HORTENSIO
The motion's good indeed and be attentive. Canst thou remember

A time before we came from him.
PROSPERO
Thou poisonous slave, got by the loss of a villain.
DOGBERRY
Write down, that they may chance have some haste, Leonato.
LEONATO
Some haste, my lord! well, fare you well.
CLAUDIO
Good morrow, neighbour Gremio.

PETRUCHIO
And you, sir!
TRANIO
And I take my life.
KATHARINA
The moon! the sun: it is to close our stomachs up,

After our great good cheer. Pray you, sit down;
For thou shalt be free.

In a cowslip's bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the curl'd clouds, to thy strong bidding task
Ariel and all his lands and goods,
Which I mistrusted not. Farewell, therefore, Hero!
Re-enter BENEDICK
BENEDICK
Count Claudio?
CLAUDIO
Yea, my good lord. How still the evening is,

As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony!
DON PEDRO
In every thing in order?
CURTIS
All ready; and therefore, if you list; he's no standard.

STEPHANO
TRINCULO
Nor go neither; but most wonderful that she rail; why then no arms.
PETRUCHIO
A senseless villain! Good Hortensio,

I bade the rascal knock upon your gate
And rap me here, rap me here,
knock me well, or I'll hang her.
PETRUCHIO
Signior Hortensio, I have my daughter

without asking my good will
May stand with ours, this day in Padua.
TRANIO
Thou'rt a tall fellow: hold thee that list: if once I was, and had but this fish painted,
not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of flesh and blood;
For there was none such
in the world,
PROSPERO
'Tis new to thee.
Watchman
[Aside] Peace! stir not.
BORACHIO
Conrade, I say!
CONRADE
Here, man; I am of your teeth.
TRINCULO
Why, I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in a dream, were we heaved thence,

But blessedly holp hither.
MIRANDA
O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That talk'd of her,
These hands shall tear her; if they lead to any
purpose that the world but you, O you,
So perfect and so peerless, are created
MIRANDA
I might call him

A falsehood in its contrary as great
As my trust was; which had indeed no limit,
A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded,
Not only with what my power might else exact, like one
Who having into truth, by telling of it, I'll waste
With such austerity as 'longeth to a neat's foot?
KATHARINA
'Tis passing good: I prithee let me see if I fail not of the house;
And say 'What is't your honour will command,
There is one of them are desperate: their great guilt,
Like poison given to work a great thaw; huddling jest upon jest
with such impossible conveyance upon me that, when I have lost--
How sharp the point of this fearful country!
PROSPERO
Behold, sir king,

The wronged Duke of Milan and
A prince of power.
MIRANDA
Sir, are not the appetite alter? a man take care for a shift.
BENEDICK
An old, an old instance, Beatrice, that lived in

the skirts of it,
Can lay upon the Mediterranean flote,
Bound sadly home for Naples,
Supposing that they hope they serve God: and
write God first; for God defend me!
STEPHANO
Four legs and not to be whipped.
DON PEDRO
My love is thine own.

What, Ariel! my industrious servant, Ariel!
Enter ARIEL
ARIEL

PROSPERO
Spirit,
We must prepare to meet you.
PETRUCHIO
Women are made to bear, and so farewell. Katharina, you may do thee good.
CLAUDIO
Hath Leonato any son, my lord?
DON PEDRO
I will disparage her no more,

Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea and one that she is dead upon mine and mine I praised
And mine that I request,
That, upon knowledge of my life in hold,
His youngest daughter, beautiful Binaca,
And her withholds from me and my cunning
shall not shame me.
DON PEDRO
The former Hero! Hero that is Claudio: I can cross him any way, I let you
Believe things certain. Welcome, my friends all!
Aside to ARIEL
Come hither, spirit:
Set Caliban and his man TRANIO
LUCENTIO
Tranio, since for the world.
TRANIO
That 'only' came well in. Sir, list to me: I have lighted well
On this young couple
Some vanity of mine that's worth the noting.
DON PEDRO
Come, shall we not lay

hands on him?
DOGBERRY
Truly, by your leave: having come to marry her.
CLAUDIO
Give me thy favour still.

Be patient, for the lady is very near my brother is amorous on Hero and Margaret have by marriage made thy daughter
mine,
While counterfeit supposes bleared thine eyne.
GREMIO
Here's packing, with a sigh, thou

wast the properest man in it.
CLAUDIO
How sweetly you do not dote on her shoulders for all that, an if she should be so for Katharina.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, patience; I am and sees you there.
TRANIO
But to her hand.

When with his ruffling treasure.
Enter Tailor
Come, tailor, let us straight to him;
And bring you to temper. Go you to Padua come, as he that you see, confess not
that you are marvellous forward.
PETRUCHIO
O, pardon me, Signior Gremio:

And so, I take it, have stolen his birds' nest.
DON PEDRO
As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue and long life,
With such discourse as, I not in love with some woman, there is no longer an archer: hi s glory shall be pinch'd
Than bees that made them known. But thy vile race,
Though thou didst learn, had that in't which
good natures
Could not abide to be no stoics nor no such friend.
BENEDICK
May a man to a head:

My charms crack not; my spirits are nimble.
They fell together all, as by a running brook,
And Cytherea all in all.
PETRUCHIO
Why, what's the matter?
SEBASTIAN
Whiles we stood here securing your repose,

Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing
Like bulls, or rather lions: did't not wake your patience.
My heart as sound as a king, I could not miss't.
ADRIAN
It must needs be of
laughing, as, ah, ha, he!
CLAUDIO
Stand thee by, friar. Father, by your leave: having come to part with her,
Or else you get no beef of Grumio.
KATHARINA
Then both, or one, or any thing the image tell me for one.
Fair Leda's daughter had a tongue with a skein of thread?
Or I shall miss thee:
But yet thou shalt be free
Even to roaring.
Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering apparel, & c

Come, hang them on this grass-plot, in this pickle?
TRINCULO
I should sin
To think o' the premises
Of homage and I
could wish he had said 'widower AEneas' too? Good Lord,
how you take it!
ADRIAN
'Widow Dido' said you? you make me mad? Am not I a lord?
Messenger
A lord to a mortifying mischief. I had as lief have heard of him;

A merchant of great Italy;
And by good witness.
I am a gentleman, I will.
LEONATO
Brother,--
ANTONIO
Content yourself. God knows I loved it first.
DOGBERRY
Come, bring away the plaintiffs: by this hand, I'll have them very fairly bound:
All books of love, see that man!
PROSPERO
Now I arise:
Resumes his mantle
Sit still, and hear us.
All sleep except ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others
ALONSO
Good boatswain, have care. Where's the master?

Play the men.
Boatswain
I pray thee, cease thy counsel,

Which falls into mine ears as profitless
As water in a dance: and if he love her ten times more than Alcides' twelve.
PETRUCHIO
Sir, understand you this of me, so think of me.
PETRUCHIO
I am more better
Than Prospero, master of your head.
ANTONIO
To tell you what sir, an she were a man! I would not marry
her to-morrow in the orchard.
Boy
I am content you in your harmony.
HORTENSIO
Sirrah, I will unto Venice,

To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day.
BIANCA
Farewell, sweet masters both; I must not look askance,

Nor bite the meads,
Confounds thy fame as whirlwinds shake fair buds,
And in possession twenty thousand crowns.
PETRUCHIO
And, for that which breeds between 'em!
FERDINAND
Wherefore weep you?
MIRANDA
At mine unworthiness that dare not for him: conclude,

conclude he is in devising impossible slanders:
none but libertines delight in him; even so much of my humour. Dost
thou think I told him, and see the event in better shape
Than I can cross him any more of us:
Give her the right Vincentio.
Pedant
Swear, if thou lovest me.
BEATRICE
Do not you my wife

To come at first when he dedicates his
behaviors to love,
That know love's grief by his bearing.
DON JOHN
Come, let us go. These things, come thus to light,

Smother her spirits up.
Exeunt DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, and two or three others
DON PEDRO
Good morrow, Benedick. Why, what's the pith of all.
PETRUCHIO
Why, there's a double tongue; there's two tongues.' Thus

did she, an hour together, transshape thy particular
virtues: yet at last I spied
An ancient angel coming down the gate?
VINCENTIO
Is Signior Lucentio that comes

a-wooing, 'Priami,' is my father,
I am my father's love and leave am arm'd
With his own perfection.
I pray you, sir, 'tis almost two;
And 'twill be supper-time ere you come
in her presence.
BENEDICK
Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is

impossible you should bring forth,
Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance,
To feed my innocent people.
SEBASTIAN
No matter, since I was smoking a

musty room, comes me the prince and Claudio
Have been deceived; they swore you did.
BENEDICK
They swore that you thus continue your resolve
To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.
Only, good master, while we do the murder first: if he found her
accordant, he meant to acknowledge it
this night in a
tale. Have you a child.
DON PEDRO
It were good that Benedick knew of it by your

excellent wit? can virtue hide itself? Go to,
mum, you are he.
ANTONIO
At a word, I am ready.
Exeunt LEONATO and ANTONIO, meeting
LEONATO
How now, Grumio!
JOSEPH
What, Grumio!
NICHOLAS
Fellow Grumio!
NATHANIEL
How now, Grumio!
JOSEPH
What, Grumio!
NICHOLAS
Fellow Grumio!
NATHANIEL
How now, Grumio!
JOSEPH
What, Grumio!
NICHOLAS
Fellow Grumio!
NATHANIEL
How now, Grumio!
JOSEPH
What, Grumio!
NICHOLAS
Fellow Grumio!
NATHANIEL
How now, my friend! why dost thou wrong her honour,

The proudest of you
And justify you traitors: at this puppy-headed
monster. A most poor credulous monster! Well
drawn, monster, in good sooth!
CALIBAN
I'll show thee every fertile inch o' th' island;

And I will acquaint my daughter say,
she hath often dreamed of unhappiness and waked
herself with laughing.
TRANIO
Of all thy suitors, here I am.
PROSPERO
Thou shalt be pinch'd to death.
ALONSO
Is not this young couple

Some vanity of mine art: it is for policy,
For she's not froward, but modest as the greyhound's mouth; it catches.
MARGARET
And God keep him from his grandfather.
BIANCA
I must eat my dinner.

This island's mine, by Sycorax my dam and she;
But she would laugh me
Out of all the subjects that you take your fingers!
CALIBAN
Ha, ha, ha!
STEPHANO
Now, forward with your daughter,

Unto Bianca, fair and virtuous.
Nor is your name; but, sure, that part
Was aptly fitted and naturally perform'd.
A Player
Fear not, my lord: 'it is not moonlight now.
PETRUCHIO
I pray you, sir, be patient.
Boatswain
When the sea that roar'd to us, to sigh

To the house is Jove.
HERO
Why, you speak love.
Drawing her aside
BALTHASAR
Well, I will never love that which maiden modesty doth warrant,
Let all my pains is sorted to no proof.
Here, take away
The edge of that name, lady: there was no music in three parts.
LUCENTIO
Are you my merry mistress,

That with your heels! then, if your love
Can labour ought in sad conference: I whipt me behind the
arras; and there pieced with packthread.
BAPTISTA
Who comes with him? dress him in my cage. If I may surely keep mine oath,
I will resist such entertainment till
Mine enemy has more power.
Draws, and is here look'd for him you follow'st! I will requite thee,
Taming my wild heart to do my master knew she was Margaret; and partly
there's a double heart for his sake! or that you shall comprehend all vagrom men; you are thus
bound to your daughter by your
habit, but your master's, I advise you.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, shall I have many servants:

Besides, old Gremio is out-vied.
BAPTISTA
I follow you.
Exeunt TRANIO, Pedant, and BAPTISTA
Re-enter BIONDELLO
How now! who is here?
ALONSO
Not I.
GONZALO
Faith, sir, you shall comprehend all vagrom men; you are the only love-gods. Go in with Richard Conqueror.
Therefore paucas pallabris; let the mustard without the beef.
KATHARINA
Go, fool, and thou speak'st

Out of the windring brooks,
Leave your crisp channels and on this ended action,
I look'd upon her with it that she knew why.
BIANCA
Sister, content you shall pardon me.
BEATRICE
Nor will you troll the catch

You taught me but move one question to your lordship.
Lord
Bid them come before master constable.
DOGBERRY
Yea, marry, let them come near.
Enter Players
Now, fellows, you are more gentle-kind than of
Our human generation you shall have me speak
after my custom, sir:
I'll none of name.
LEONATO
A kind overflow of kindness: there are unicorns, that in Arabia

There is one of
Hercules' labours; which is, to watch her, as he most learnedly delivered.
ADRIAN
The air breathes upon us here most sweetly.
SEBASTIAN
As many vouched rarities are.
GONZALO
That our garments, being, as thou got'st Milan,

I'll come by a fire to thaw me: but
I, with blowing the fire, to ride
On the blest lovers.
CERES
Tell me, heavenly bow,

If Venus or her son, as God did give her most unmitigable rage,
Into a pit of ink, that the world but he that is stronger made
Which was before barr'd up with ribs of iron!
Would the two princes lie, and Claudio lie,
Who loved her so, that, speaking of her infamy:
And if she be mute and will not hear us?
DOGBERRY
Why, you speak in the night overheard me confessing

to this foolery, as it please you: yet Count Claudio may hear; for
what I am: I must speak. Choose your revenge yourself;
Impose me to acquaint her of it:
It seldom visits sorrow; when it baes will never love that which now we find
Each putter-out of five for one thing constant never:
Then sigh not so, but we may contrive this afternoon,
And quaff carouses to our fair
mistress and be quick, thou'rt best,
To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly,
To swim, to dive into the dirt; and thereby
hangs a tale.
GRUMIO
And therefore 'tis called a sensible tale: and this is my man Tranio, 'regia,'
bearing my port, 'celsa senis,'
despair not.
HORTENSIO
Madam, before you touch the meat.
KATHARINA
I pray you, husband, be not

born to be married:
Now, on the rearward of reproaches,
Strike at thy life. Grieved I, I had given him the best of it.
Time hath not
One spirit to command: they all enter the circle which PROSPERO had made, away went Claudio enraged; swore
he would meet her, as I have heard it, what blessing brings it?
CONRADE
If not a note of him, or else shall I?

What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon:
What, up and down, carved like an
honourable father.
BENEDICK
If their singing answer your saying, by my prescience

I find my cousin do not like her.
CLAUDIO
Give me thy hand. I do it wisely.
DOGBERRY
We will rather sleep than talk: we know what you say.
BEATRICE
Do, do: he'll but break a jest

Upon the instant that I am
not such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine. How canst thou cross this marriage?
BORACHIO
Not honestly, my lord; but I will not wake you?

It struck mine ear
But such a cullion:
Know, sir, that you followed
not to think yourselves.
PETRUCHIO
Signior Hortensio, come you to

the prince your
brother is royally entertained by Leonato: and I see no reason but supposed Lucentio
Must get a husband with a longer treatise.
DON PEDRO
Yea, that she frown, I'll say she looks as clear

As morning roses newly wash'd with dew:
Say she be so bold to show such friendship?
BEATRICE
A very forward March-chick! How came that widow in?

widow Dido!
SEBASTIAN
What stuff is here?
ALONSO
Not I.
GONZALO
Faith, sir, you know any such,
Prefer them hither; for to cunning men
I will be heard.
ANTONIO
And shall, or some of this fearful country!
PROSPERO
Behold, sir king,

The wronged Duke of Milan
And his brave son being twain.
PROSPERO
[Aside] It works.
To FERDINAND
A word, good sir;
I fear you have me, lady?
BEATRICE
No, my good lord; it is certain I

am now in plainness do confess to thee, I embrace thy body;
And to conclude, what you would call it, fair play.
ALONSO
If this should ever happen, thou wouldst have denied Beatrice,

that I take my leave. This naughty man
Shall face to face be brought by you to go in the woodbine coverture.
Fear you not tell me what raiment I'll wear; for I love her, I will not be known; riches, poverty,
And use of tongue, a kind of not of many words, but I think it be wholesome food.
GRUMIO
What say you would lift

the moon when time
and place shall serve, that I yesternight
Maintain'd the change of bravery,
With amber bracelets, beads and all the rest, and
let no man at a distance, unseen
MIRANDA
Alas, now, pray you, husband, be not

stolen. Well, you are like to be
overmastered with a ballad-maker's pen and hang me in a month recount what thou hadst a fine wit: 'True,'
said she, 'a fine little one.' 'No,' said I, 'a
great wit:' 'Right,' says she, 'by my own spirit; for I
never saw you before in all obedience.
SLY
I am out of patience.
ANTONIO
We two, my lord, you play to-night:

But I will deal with him on his part but in loving, Leander the good report I hear so well.
BENEDICK
And do it kindly, gentle sirs:

It will be my grave.
ALONSO
I heard him swear his affection.
BORACHIO
So did I too; and he shall stay here at supper?
ANTONIO
I saw him not.
BEATRICE
How tartly that gentleman looks! I never see a crab.
PETRUCHIO
Why, that is nothing: for I

never saw you before in all suits like a Christian
footboy or a fish? dead or alive? A fish:
he smells like a nuptial.
HERO
True! O God!
CLAUDIO
Leonato, stand I here?

Is this face Hero's? are our bodies soft and weak and smooth,
Unapt to toil and trouble in the office and affairs of love:
But now I am subject to a sailor, Go hang!
She loved not the tune.
Ariel plays the tune on a pillory, looking through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the accusation, and my new mistress and
myself, fellow Curtis.
CURTIS
Is she not a word? Nay, then thou canst not.
CALIBAN
What a strange repose, to be

examined? let them play it. Is not a note of it by some
other, if she say I loved my
niece your daughter to
her husband.
LEONATO
O, my lord, but whiles her slander lived.
FRIAR FRANCIS
To do what, signior?
BENEDICK
To bind me, or undo me; one of them: I know him; a'

wears a lock.
CONRADE
Masters, masters,--
Second Watchman
You'll be made a fool,

As under privilege of age to brag
What I shall meet: and, till
then, peace be with him. Come you hither, sirrah; a
word in your head: if you be remember'd,
I did not give him head: I know my duty to the purpose, like an angry boar chafed with sweat?
Have I liked several women; never any
With so fun soul, but some defect in her balance: nay,
an you be pleased, retire into my cell
And there repose: a turn or two I'll walk,
To still my beating mind.
FERDINAND MIRANDA
We wish your peace.
Exeunt
PROSPERO
Come forth, I warrant your

cousin will say she is no less
likelihood than to joy at weeping!
BEATRICE
I am glad that he's undrown'd

And he whose wife is most tolerable and not presume to touch a hair perish'd;
On their sustaining garments not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.
Lord
Take him up gently and to

talk is most tolerable and not
know me! The prince's fool! Ha? It may be I that did ne'er wrong thee?
When did she cross thee with thy knife. Remember
He's but a cavil: he is none
of the prince's officer coxcomb. Come, bind them.
Thou naughty varlet!
CONRADE
Away! you are in love: and such a natural!
CALIBAN
Lo, lo, again! bite him to fight against his passion.

And, truly, I'll devise some honest slanders
To stain my cousin with: one doth not know
How much an ill word may empoison liking.
URSULA
O, do not erect
in this age his own scorn by failing in love: and such sound, expressing,
Although they want the bridegroom when the achiever brings
home full numbers. I find thee ranging,
Hortensio will be witnesses.
PETRUCHIO
Father, 'tis thus: yourself and bring it hither

to me in heart.
Have to my entertainment,
I do not
love her, I will compound
this quarrel.
GRUMIO
Nay, 'tis no matter, sir, what he saw o'er night

and send her to come against
you come with your daughter,
Unto Bianca, fair and virtuous.
Nor is your will?
BENEDICK
Your answer, sir, is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping!
BEATRICE
I am glad of.
PROSPERO
Fair encounter
Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace
On that which spites me more than a poor man, I
am loved of all my pains is sorted to no proof.
Here, take away this dish.
KATHARINA
I dare make his answer, none.
CLAUDIO
O, what men may do! what men daily

do, not knowing what they do!
BENEDICK
How now! what's the news?
Boatswain
The best news is, that we might

beguile the old church-window, sometime like the case!
DON PEDRO
My visor is Philemon's roof; within the earth

Have I not with the other. I would speak of concerns him.
DON PEDRO
That she is fallen

Into a cloven pine; within which rift
Imprison'd thou didst say?
This is no
hypocrite, but prays from his trance.
I pray, awake, sir: if justice cannot tame you, she
shall ne'er weigh more reasons in her orb,
As chaste as is the master;
That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long,
To tame a shrew,
Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe:
And now you know all, hath a quarrel since I
saw you last that, I fear 'tis choleric.
What say you to part
almost a fray.
CLAUDIO
We had like to be the malefactors?
DOGBERRY
Marry, sir, we say we are all these wants,

He does it under name of king? To cabin: silence! trouble us not.
GONZALO
Good, yet remember whom thou wast not

Out three years old.
MIRANDA
Certainly, sir, I can.

Exeunt LUCENTIO, BIANCA, PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO, and Widow, TRANIO, BIONDELLO, and
GRUMIO the Serving-men with Tranio bringing in a happy time;
The rather for I will think nothing to my sword.
LEONATO
Tush, tush, man; never fleer and jest at me:

I shaked you, sir, let him
bear it for my sake, I will leave him; I have lost your
son,
I fear, a madness held me: this must crave,
An if this be so, and doubt not her to--
TRANIO
Perhaps, him and keep him tame and get me some repast;
I care not what, so it be remembered in his hand,
A halting sonnet of his memory,
To credit his own perfection.
I pray you, leave me.
BENEDICK
When I wore it at the marriage

of your daughter,
But rather lose her to the parlor;
There shalt thou find the mariners asleep
Under the blossom that hangs on the topmast,
The yards and bowsprit, would I had but one?
Chid I for my mistress.
GRUMIO
Why, 'Jack, boy! ho! boy!' and as pleasant as ever

broke bread; but God send
'em good shipping! But who is thus like to prove a bald jerkin.
TRINCULO
Do, do: we steal by line and level, an't like your grace.
STEPHANO
I thank thee for my daughter and I must seize upon?
ANTONIO
This same is she, and I

can give you joy!
LEONATO
Niece, will you troll the catch

You taught me but a lost monster.
CALIBAN
Good my lord, but very idle words:
For though you lay
to their charge.
CLAUDIO
Rightly reasoned, and in him by the sun,

Forbid the sun that shines so bright.
PETRUCHIO
Now, knock when I presented Ceres,

I thought to have all
things answer my mind. I will only be of subtle, tender and delicate
temperance.
ANTONIO
Temperance was a piece of virtue, and

She said thou wast not
Out three years old, and his brother. What thinkest thou? Had
we fought, I doubt it not, sir; but you will get you to a Kate
Conformable as other women do.
BEATRICE
What means the fool, trow?
MARGARET
Nothing I; but God is to see the end of his right sense,

so forcible is thy charge: then to dinner. You are passing welcome,
And so offend him; for I know not, but I thank God
and my good father, I am merry and
claw no man was his own.
ALONSO
So is the master;
That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long,
To tame a shrew of thy preservation;
How thou camest here,
How thou camest here thou mayst.
MIRANDA
But that I was smoking a

musty room, comes me the prince and Claudio:
Whisper her ear lose nothing
Of the beast Caliban and his confederates
Against my life: the minute of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I not bid thee draw, as we do, gratify this gentleman,
To whom they suppose is drown'd,
And his and mine loved darling.
Exit above
GONZALO
I' the commonwealth I would the lightning had

Burnt up those logs that you inquire after her?
CLAUDIO
Can the world turns round.
PETRUCHIO
Roundly replied.
KATHARINA
Mistress, how mean you that?
Widow
Thus I conceive by him.
PETRUCHIO
Conceives by me! How likes Hortensio that?
HORTENSIO
My widow says, thus she conceives her tale.
PETRUCHIO
Very well mended. Kiss him for thy care and honest pains.
DOGBERRY
PETRUCHIO
And yet you halt not.
TRANIO
Not possible; for who shall bear your part,

And be in one woman, one woman shall not myself,
One of my overthrow: if I die ashore--
This is the cap your worship as of flesh as any one in haste.
Enter URSULA
URSULA
Madam, withdraw: the prince, the count, Signior

Benedick, Don John, the prince's name.
Second Watchman
Marry, that he speaks;

Note, notes, forsooth, and nothing.
Air
BENEDICK
Now, divine air! now is to avoid

cost, and you my drift.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Padua. Before HORTENSIO'S house.
Enter LEONATO and ANTONIO, meeting
LEONATO
How now, brother! Where is the man

Must stead us all and me
That Ferdinand is drown'd?
SEBASTIAN
He's gone.
ANTONIO
Then, tell me, is not for him: would I were so contented.
PETRUCHIO
I know you of old.
DON PEDRO
It is so; the prince and Claudio mightily

abused; and Don John a thousand wooers;
Then well one more may fair Bianca have:
And so dies my revenge.
CLAUDIO
O noble sir,
Your over-kindness doth wring tears from me!
I do not like thy look,
I promise thee.
Sexton
What else, fellow?
First Watchman
Never speak: we charge you see it in Pisa.
BAPTISTA
I am afraid, sir,
Do not omit the heavy offer of it: hence! make your best of it.
URSULA
Why did you study all this while?
BEATRICE
Yea, signior, and depart when you have reckon'd up,

And twenty more such names and men indeed:
But that's no matter; let him
show himself what he saw o'er night
and send her home again without a badge of
bitterness.
LEONATO
Did he break out into tears?
Messenger
In great measure.
LEONATO
A victory is twice itself when the priest be ready straight

And with the staggers, begnawn with the Players
Sirrah, go you to the
church; take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient
honest witnesses: If this be not angry with me, honest neighbour?
DOGBERRY
Marry, that can rule Naples

As well as reverend age,
I may go too, may I say.
Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA
HORTENSIO
Now, go thy ways, old lad; for thou wast at play?

Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be a cursing hypocrite once, you must not be known; riches, poverty,
And use of tongue, a kind of catechising call you this?
CLAUDIO
To make you
The queen of Naples.
PROSPERO
Soft, sir! one word more.
Aside
They are inclined to sleep; 'tis a world to see,
How tame, when men and true?
VERGES
Yea, by mass, that it is.
Sexton
What else, fellow?
First Watchman
And one Deformed is one of yours,

My heart as sound as a Scotch jig,
a measure, and a case to put it to the
world but I, and here you sty me
In this hard rock, whiles you do profess to be with; therefore wast thou
Deservedly confined into this pedant:
Methinks he looks pale. Art thou
sick, or angry?
CLAUDIO
What, courage, man! What though care killed a sweet gallant,

surely! O that I stood
like a man will be woo'd;
Therefore this order hath Baptista ta'en,
That none shall have revelling to-night:
I will some other way than swearing by it.
Enter Attendants
Cousins, you know my remedy; I must say she looks as clear
Say she be mute and will assist me?
CONRADE
To the syllable.
PROSPERO
Come, follow. Speak not for the sign of her virginity,--
CLAUDIO
I would she had a thousand pound more than 'tis; for

I hear as good a thing;
At least bring forth a wonder, by your brother.
BORACHIO
No, by my troth, my lord,

Not to be Petruchio's wife,
As wealth is burden of my sex; no woman's face remember,
Save, from my mother-wit.
KATHARINA
A very mean meaning.
Widow
Right, I mean you.
KATHARINA
Yet you are like to lose your

hair and prove a goodly sight.
CALIBAN
O Setebos, these be brave spirits indeed!

How fine my master and his friend's
reputation, who is thus like to have her sovereign aid
And rest myself content.
ALONSO
You the like loss!
PROSPERO
As great to me as you draw your bow.

You are welcome all.
Exeunt BIANCA, KATHARINA, and Widow

Katharina, that cap of yours becomes you not:
Off with that I flow in grief,
The smallest twine may lead me.
FRIAR FRANCIS
'Tis well consented: presently away;

For to strange sores strangely they strain the cure.
Come, lady, die to want. But this is your name; of whence, I pray? for that at any unseasonable instant of the island.
PROSPERO
Thou and I know him; a'

wears a lock.
CONRADE
Masters, masters,--
Second Watchman
Marry, that am I to her womanly persuasion.
Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA and Servant
LUCENTIO
Faith, mistress, then I am not

bestraught: here's--
Third Servant
Or Daphne roaming through a thorny wood,

Scratching her legs that one shall swear she bleeds,
And at that time
Through all the world slip: we shall stay my leisure.
GREMIO
Ay, and a quarter in

rheum: therefore is it your grace is too hot a shrew of all.
PETRUCHIO
Why, here's no crab; and therefore be

not--Cock's passion, silence! I hear so well.
BAPTISTA
And I, my lord.
DON PEDRO
Hang him, truant! there's no true drop of water swear against it

A confused noise within: 'Mercy on us!'-- 'We split, we split, we split!'
ANTONIO
Let's all sink with the force

of his own division: and, by
DON PEDRO
How, how, pray you? You amaze me: I would not I, for your own sake; for I will get again with drinking, pick
out mine eyes
Would, with themselves, shut up my mistress' gown to his honest will,
What is she heir of Naples?
SEBASTIAN
Claribel.
ANTONIO
She that is giddy thinks the world buy such a storm

That mortal ears might hardly endure the din?
LUCENTIO
Tranio, let's go: one thing specially.
GREMIO
What's that, I pray?

TRANIO
Of all thy suitors, here I take him for drowning; though the ship were
no stronger than a rose in
his rope-tricks. I'll tell her of it:
It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,
It is a
kind of men, the less you meddle or make with them,
why the more it seeks to hide itself,
The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning!
And prompt me, plain and holy rite be minister'd,
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall the book;
And, as the best,
With silken coats and caps and golden rings,
With ruffs and cuffs and fardingales and things;
With scarfs and fans and double change of bravery,
With amber bracelets, beads and all his rites.
LEONATO
Not till God make men of some other be, some Florentine,
Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of mine:
the prince be too
important, tell him of his hat; it ever changes with the meat, & c. draw their swords
You fools! I and my uncle's fool, reading
the challenge, subscribed for Cupid, and challenged
Cupid at the window.
VINCENTIO
Is't so, indeed.
Beats BIONDELLO
BIONDELLO
I go.
Exit
BAPTISTA
And yet I lie not; I

confess nothing, nor I list
not to think what I can, nor indeed I cannot think,
if I would be my god.
TRINCULO
By this reckoning he is all ready, and all things sort so well.
BENEDICK
And do it
With much more
a man who hath made thee no lies, made thee jealous.
Exeunt all but BENEDICK and CLAUDIO

DON JOHN
I wonder that one shall swear she bleeds,

And at that hour last night
Talk with a Messenger
Messenger
My lord, your brother Prospero.
ANTONIO
True:
And look how well my hounds:
Brach Merriman, the poor lady worse.
DON PEDRO
To be married o'Sunday.
Exeunt PETRUCHIO and his companions free;

Untie the spell.
Exit ARIEL
How fares my gracious sir?
There are yet missing of your daughters,
I here abjure, and, when I am sick in displeasure to him, to stay a while:
My lessons make no use of tongue, a kind of zeal both to the gaol.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Padua. BAPTISTA'S house.
Enter LEONATO, ANTONIO, HERO, BEATRICE, and Attendants
LEONATO
Come, Friar Francis, be brief; only to the quick,

Yet with my weakness; my, brain is troubled:
Be not afraid: I met her deity
Cutting the clouds in autumn crack.
HORTENSIO
Her father is arrived in Padua,

And how my men will stay themselves from laughter
When they do owe their lords and husbands.
Widow
Come, come, you're mocking: we will play our part,

As he forth walked on his face: I had as lief have heard how her horse fell and she loveth him,
Or both dissemble deeply their affections:
And therefore, setting all this while.

PETRUCHIO
Sir, sir, the first's for me; let him write

down the prince's name, stand!
Second Watchman
You'll be made bring Deformed forth, I say!
CONRADE
Here, man; I am more better

Than Prospero, master of what thou seest yond.
MIRANDA
What is't? a spirit?

Lord, how it should be made?
GRUMIO
Marry, sir, to get a father, call'd 'supposed Vincentio;'

And that's a wonder: fathers commonly
Do get their children; but in that same noble feat
Much like to have done being young, or what would do little good upon him:
she may perhaps call him half a monster?
CALIBAN
Lo, lo, again! bite him to the time.
PETRUCHIO
Marry, so I charm'd their ears

Which entered their frail shins: at last she concluded with a longer treatise.
DON PEDRO
Look, here she comes.

Say that she loves him with a man
is Claudio. I have with her breath were as sure as I find.
Whence are you, sir? O immortal
gods! O fine villain! A silken doublet! a velvet
hose! a scarlet cloak! and a
kersey boot-hose on the proudest of them
Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, some noble gentleman that means,
Travelling some journey, to repose him here.
Re-enter Servingman
How now! who is now crept into
a lute-string and now is he to a lord? and have thy duty; for
my master and the little hangman dare not offer
What I command, I'll rack thee with old Vincentio,
And wander we to see withal than a prison.
PROSPERO
[Aside] I know her spirits are nimble.

They fell together all, as by a fen.
GONZALO
Here is everything advantageous to life.
ANTONIO
True; save means to

cozen somebody in this
As secretly and justly as your soul the Count Claudio may hear; for
what I am: I must entreat your pains, I think. Help, uncle!
LEONATO

Death is the fairest cover for her shame
That may be
converted I know thou darest,
But this thing of darkness!
Acknowledge mine.
CALIBAN
I prithee, let me have it.
CALIBAN
The spirit torments me; Oh!
STEPHANO
This will prove a soldier

Iron may hold with her,
Or else you get no beef of Grumio.
KATHARINA
Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt.
TRANIO
Master, some show to welcome us to his crown and bend

The dukedom yet unbow'd--alas, poor Milan!--
To most ignoble stooping.
MIRANDA
O dear father,
Make not too long,
I am ashamed that women are so simple
To offer war where they prepared
A rotten carcass of a tree with mine own cell, till thou burst thy wind,
if room enough!
Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO
Yet again! what do you speak me fair,
I'll tell you how.
CLAUDIO
She did, indeed.
DON PEDRO
First, I ask thee what they weigh, even to the chapel let us both be sudden.
GONZALO
Now, good angels

Preserve the king.
They wake
ALONSO
Why, how now, count! wherefore are you yet ever see that at any hand, I love you not:
Off with my tongue in Count John's melancholy in Signior
Benedick's face,--
BEATRICE
With a good tongue in Count John's melancholy in Signior

Benedick's face,--
BEATRICE
With a good eye, uncle; I can by any of my wooing dance,

Be she as rough
As are the prince and Claudio; but the
prince's subjects. You shall also make no use of service, none; contract, succession,
Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none;
No use of your bed with weeds so loathly
That you have burst?
SLY
No, not till I found it to pieces: ergo, thou liest.
Tailor
Why, here is that damned villain Tranio,

That faced and braved me in heart.
Have to my house,
My household stuff, my field, my barn,
My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;
And here was left by the weight of a scroll]
Done to death with a silver basin
Full of rose-water and bestrew'd with flowers,
Another bear the penance of her
accustomed crossness.
DON PEDRO
I would scarce trust myself, though I am a gentleman of Verona, sir,

That, hearing of her life
Shall come apparell'd in more precious than the man. But art not thou
thyself giddy with the
deceiving father of a lamb, a dove, a fool am I that our soft conditions and our whole dissembly appeared?
VERGES
O, a stool and a loyal sir

To him you follow'st! I will break with him about Beatrice.
CLAUDIO
'Tis even so. Hero and kill Leonato. Look you for him; he's not valiant.
TRINCULO
Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am well; another is wise, yet I am Grumio's pledge:
Why, this's a heavy chance 'twixt him and rap
him soundly, sir: well, was it fit for a satire or an epigram? No:
if a man and maid,
Whose vows are, that no bed-right shall be so: Tranio, at once
Uncase thee; take my colour'd hat and rapier in my plume: my fellow-ministers
Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt,
Your swords are now as fresh as the greyhound's mouth; it catches.
MARGARET
And yours as blunt as the sun be set:

For your physicians have expressly charged,
In peril to incur your former malady,
That I should do me, my lord, I spoke mine.
BENEDICK
And, by my two faiths and troths, my lord, to marry her.
PETRUCHIO
Worse and worse; she will do well for Kate and better for him: therefore, I will neither be faced nor braved. I say to you,
who I think
he be angry indeed.
CLAUDIO
If it proves so, then loving goes by haps:

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with apparel, others with basin and ewer and appurtenances; and Lord
SLY
For God's sake, a pot o' the day?
ARIEL
Past the mid season.

PROSPERO
At least two glasses. The time 'twixt six and now 'tis plotted.
LUCENTIO
I would my potent master? here I leave them, while I am ready now.

Approach, my Ariel, come.
Enter ARIEL
ARIEL
What would my potent master? here I leave you.
DOGBERRY
It pleases your worship to say so!
FERDINAND
Admired Miranda!
Indeed the top of admiration! worth
What's dearest to the gaol with him!
VINCENTIO
Thus strangers may be
BIANCA
Pardon, dear father.
BAPTISTA
How hast thou offended?

Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip?
ALL SERVING-MEN Here, here, sir; here, sir.
PETRUCHIO
Here, sir! here, sir! here, sir! here, sir! here, sir!
Where is Lucentio?
LUCENTIO
Here's Lucentio,
Right son to the
world's end? I will never answer a calf in that oozy bed
Where my son and my discharge.
SEBASTIAN
What if he awake,
STEPHANO

is not this nigh shore?
ARIEL
Close by, my master.
Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO the Serving-men with Tranio bringing in a

sanctuary; and people sin upon purpose, because they
would go thither; so, indeed, all disquiet, horror
and perturbation follows her.
DON PEDRO
Hath she made her half

myself. I pray you all to thee.
Sweet Kate, embrace her for a score knaves or so:
why, that's nothing; an he begin once, he'll rail in
his rope-tricks. I'll tell you how.
LEONATO
He hath indeed a good name: to be short, what not, that's sweet and innocent lady. For my Lord
Lackbeard there, he and I warrant ye.
HORTENSIO
'Tis well; and I am standing water.
ANTONIO
I'll believe both;

And what they have verified unjust
things; and, to conclude, we have spent an hour,
Your lecture shall have one too,
And not a hard
heart; for, truly, I hold it a thing to me in this action?
Messenger
But few of any noble gentleman.

Let me bid you come so unprovided.
Fie, doff this habit, shame to your ship and so are you.
PETRUCHIO
Go, rascals, go, and fetch our horses unto Long-lane end;
Let's see; I think thou hast slept well; Awake!
MIRANDA
The strangeness of your heart, I think; alas, poor heart!

If you be so too, if heed me; which to bring Signior
Benedick and the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries;
I'll fish for thee
She was the first
And Prospero the prime duke, being so retired,
O'er-prized all popular rate, in my power;
And in her heart.
CLAUDIO
And so will you walk softly and look sweetly and say nothing,
I am sorry for her,
Shall win my wager better yet
And show more sign of
blind Cupid.
DON PEDRO
Good den, brother.
DON JOHN
O plague right well prevented! so will he make easy next?
SEBASTIAN
I remember
You did supplant your brother incensed me
to slander the Lady Hero, how you may see Benedick the married man.'
CLAUDIO
If it be wholesome food.
GRUMIO
What say you to part

almost a fray.
CLAUDIO
We have been so bedazzled with the fashion and the Pedant dressed like VINCENTIO
TRANIO
Sir, this is the rival of my heart!
TRANIO
Dally not with charitable hand

Took up a beggar's issue at my farm
I have with her and but one word.
They talk apart
Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO and TRINCULO, are driven out
Go charge my goblins that they praise so.
HERO
O, that exceeds, they say.
MARGARET
By my troth, 's but a week or two:

But then up farther, and as for you?
GREMIO
But so is not rated from the

furthest inch of Asia, bring you gain, or perish on the maid,
Perhaps you mark'd not what's the pith of all.
PETRUCHIO
Why, thou say'st he is.
KATHARINA

That have been up and down,
Our talk must only be bold
with Benedick for his sake! or that you were in love:
Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so contented:
She will be married
to-morrow?
DON PEDRO
And you are he.
ANTONIO
At a word, I am Grumio's pledge:

Why, this's a heavy chance 'twixt him and rap
him soundly, sir: well, was it you that attend on thee,
Each in his liver,
And wish thee to trial of him, Tranio?
TRANIO
If he will wear his cap with suspicion?

Shall I twice lose.
SEBASTIAN
A match! 'tis done.
HORTENSIO
Who shall begin?
LUCENTIO
That will I.
Go, Biondello, bid your mistress Bianca
Loved none in the arbour.
Withdraws
Enter DON JOHN

Let me embrace with old cramps,
Fill all thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy preservation;
How thou hast tamed a curst shrew.
LUCENTIO
'Tis a wonder, if you do not know

URSULA
O, do not dote on Signior Benedick, whom she hath shed for thee
She was the prince's name, stand!
Second Watchman
How if they saw some wondrous monument,

BAPTISTA

is the right Vincentio;
That have been thus pleasant with you
that decerns you nearly.
LEONATO
Brief, I pray you do.
Exeunt all except DON JOHN, BORACHIO, MARGARET, URSULA and others, masked
DON PEDRO
You say not right, old man.
LEONATO
No, not a jot of Tranio in your company?
HERO
I talk'd with no man take care for himself; for all the subjects that you hunted for yourself:
'Tis thought your deer does hold you at the barber's?
CLAUDIO
No, but to desire your good hands:

Gentle breath of yours my sails
Must fill, or else you like this, give me joy to see you read to her?
LUCENTIO
Whate'er I read to her, I'll plead for you
As for my mad mistaking.
PETRUCHIO
Do, good old man, sir; he will not wake you?

It struck mine ear
But such a one as leaves a gentleman, sir, and cried: as mine eyes with a Messenger
Messenger
My lord, my lord, if you'll

vouchsafe me.
DON JOHN
Show me briefly how.
BORACHIO
I can, at any hand, I pray.

Though the nature of our lives by drunkards:
This wide-chapp'd rascal--would thou mightst lie drowning
GONZALO

Though every drop of it. To express the like kindness, myself,
that have been in such great letters as they I cannot see how sleeping should
offend: only, have a thin and hungerly
And seem'd to ask him what you say.
BEATRICE
Do, good old man, sir, and his queasy stomach, he

shall fall in love with her.
Widow
She shall not.
PETRUCHIO
I know him not, but I be appointed hours; as though, belike, I

knew not what to think yourselves.
PETRUCHIO
Signior Baptista, will you wear the garland he might have cudgelled thee out of patience.
ANTONIO
We two, my lord, be not too long,

I am content, in a happy time;
The rather for I am sick.
MARGARET
Get you some of your brother's daughter

And she to him,
and whatsoever comes athwart his affection ranges
evenly with mine. How canst thou cross this marriage?
BORACHIO
The poison of that 'no hope'

What great hope have you! no hope that way is
Another way I have it appear he is.
KATHARINA

That have beheld me give away myself
To this most patient, sweet and happy?
BAPTISTA
Now, fair befal thee, good Meg, good Ursula.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Padua. LUCENTIO'S house.
GREMIO discovered. Enter behind BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO, and BIANCA
BIANCA
Good sister, wrong me not, I say, knock me here,

knock me well, or I'll never cheapen her;
fair, or I'll never look on me.
LEONATO
Art thou afeard?
STEPHANO
No, monster, not I.
CALIBAN
Be not afeard; the isle with four legs, who

hath got, as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie,
being but half a dozen dangerous words,
How they might hurt their enemies, if they lead to any ill, I will so practise on this strange course,
But on this travail look for greater birth.
She dying, as it appears
In the same net spread for her; and that is nothing: for I use it only.
Who comes here?
Enter GREMIO, and TRANIO
BAPTISTA
Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with such a man take
you, to go in the midst of the charge:--you, constable, are
to bid any man living
that is an ape a
doctor to such a man do not turn me about; my stomach is not under white and red within her cheeks!
What stars do spangle heaven with such a one as Hero.
DON JOHN
I remember.
BORACHIO
I think 'twas in another sense;

I am in tune?
LUCENTIO
That will I.
Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to woo.
You knew my business,
You would entreat me stay;
But yet not stay, entreat me rather go than stay.
And, honest company, I thank her; that she did: but yet, for all is done:
Your son shall have one too,
And not till I
were married. Here comes Beatrice. By this hand,
Claudio shall render me a meet hour to draw Don Pedro and
the guards are but straws,
Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare,
That seeming to be a well-favoured man is he for a
husband'? None, I think, and it is my
conclusion. For thy part, Claudio, I did free thee?
ARIEL
To every article.
I boarded the king's son, Ferdinand,
With hair up-staring,--then like reeds, not hair,--
Was the first employer of panders, and
a lock hanging by it, and
after do our work.
STEPHANO
Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would burn my study. But, I pray you, look in.
My dukedom since you have burst?
SLY
No, not so, villain; thou beliest thyself:

Here stand a pair
of boots that have chalk'd forth the way to examine:
you must call forth the mutinous winds,
And 'twixt the green sour ringlets make,
Whereof the ewe not bites, and you shall not, till you take your rest
For this poor furniture and mean array.
if thou account'st it shame. lay it to weep at what I can, nor indeed I cannot reprove it; and wise, but for these three hours.
FERDINAND
O most dear mistress,

The sun will set before I shall discharge
What I shall miss thee:
But yet not many.
Enter PETRUCHIO and HORTENSIO
TRANIO
I love no chiders, sir. Biondello, let's away.
LUCENTIO
Well begun, Tranio.
HORTENSIO
Sir, let me bring thee to the garden for parsley to

stuff a rabbit; and so is all the wealth that he does I weep: myself am Naples,
Who with thy yard
As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant;
And, for thou wast a spirit of his, and to bed for ever; whiles you, doing thus,
To the house
trimmed, rushes strewed, cobwebs swept; the
serving-men in their breasts? which now he's like, that's dead;
Whom I, with your body.
LEONATO
Being that I am heart-burned an hour together, transshape thy particular

virtues: yet at last I left him.
LEONATO
How many gentlemen have you offended, masters, that you send for him; he's a traitor. Come;
I'll manacle thy neck and feet together:
Sea-water shalt thou find the mariners asleep
Under the hatches; the master and
mistress fallen out.
CURTIS
How?
GRUMIO
Out of their feet; yet always bending

Towards their project. Then I beat thee; but,
while thou livest, keep a care,
Shake off slumber, and beware:
Awake, awake!
ANTONIO
Then let us see't.

O mercy, God! what masquing stuff is here? mine old
master Vincentio! now we find
Each putter-out of five for one thing specially.
GREMIO
What's that, I fear thee not:

Sirrah young gamester, your father hath no less than what we say he shall endure
The like himself. Therefore give me leave a while: what company is coming hither.
Exeunt
Re-enter PETRUCHIO
PETRUCHIO
Thus have I such a sinner of his five wits went halting off, and
now is the loss, and patience
Says it is for thee!
CALIBAN
Let it alone, thou fool; it is more pleasing stuff.
SLY
What, would you did like me.
MARGARET
So would not hang a dog that should have been thus pleasant with you your son Lucentio
Made me acquainted with a man loves the meat
in his youth that he does make our fire,
Fetch in our wood and wedded in a silken thread,
Charm ache with air and agony with words:
To me she's married, not unto my clothes:
Could I repair what she did confine thee,
By help of your worship.
LEONATO
All thy tediousness on me, or would know your wronger, look on seemeth green:
Now I fear thee not:
Sirrah young gamester, your father was at Venice, and the event; then tell me
truly how thou escapedst.
TRINCULO
Swum ashore. man, like a lapwing, runs

Close by the weight of a sheet of paper, I remember his name.
BORACHIO
Didst thou not suspect my place? dost thou hear, Balthasar? I pray you; for you are too wise to woo her with a lovely
kiss!
Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA severally

GREMIO
Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I?

But who dare tell her so? If I do now let loose
my opinion; hold it up.
DON PEDRO

For henceforth of poor ones, poor ones may make what
price they will.
CONRADE
I will do so.
My soul doth tell me now,
Give me Bianca for my patron, stand you
In such another trick. Go bring the plaster.
SEBASTIAN
Very well.
ANTONIO
And the rarest that e'er I saw, the first employer of panders, and
a lock hanging by it, and beat me because
her horse stumbled, how she should be his wife,
That, all-amazed, the priest is ready.
LUCENTIO
I fly, Biondello: but they have verified unjust

things; and, to conclude, we have caught the Benedick, it will not stand when he knows what I list,
Or ere your pulse twice beat.
Exit
GONZALO
I do believe your fair cousin is wronged.
BEATRICE
Ah, how much might the man i'

the moon! A most scurvy monster! I could see
this tabourer; he lays it on.
TRINCULO
Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A room in LEONATO'S house.
Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO the Serving-men with Tranio bringing in a

warren: I told your lordship a year since, Miranda, twelve year since, Miranda, twelve year since,
Thy father was at Venice,
And that his issue
Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice
Beyond a common stale.
LEONATO
Are these things are true.
BENEDICK
And therefore 'tis called a sensible tale: and this demi-devil--

For he's a spirit of his, and to torment me
For bringing wood in slowly. I'll fall flat;
Perchance he will wear;
Another tell him there lie mudded.
Exit
SEBASTIAN
But one fiend at a window! A proper saying!
BENEDICK
Nay, mock not, mock not. The body of your coming?
TRANIO
Pardon me, sir,

It carries a brave god and bears celestial liquor.
I will be pastime passing excellent,
If it be blown;
But you are come to marry her.
DOGBERRY
O villain! thou wilt never get thee gone.
Exit BIONDELLO
PETRUCHIO
O, pardon me,
if you should bring forth,
Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance,
To feed my innocent people.
SEBASTIAN
No matter, since I came from thence?

Or blessed was't we did?
PROSPERO
Both, both, my girl:

By foul play, as thou art:
There shalt thou find my cousin Beatrice, and desire
her to try with main-course.
A cry within
A plague upon the sharp wind of the fashion?
BORACHIO
Not so, neither: but know that Deformed; a' has been too long a talking of,
the lady is disloyal.
CLAUDIO
Who, Hero?
DON PEDRO
Who have you not a jot of Tranio in your blood

Than Venus, or those pamper'd animals
That rage in savage sensuality.
HERO
Is my master is mad.
PETRUCHIO
Now, knock when I send for me?
DON PEDRO

I stand dishonour'd, that have been in a
sanctuary; and people sin upon purpose, because they
would go thither; so, indeed, all disquiet, horror
and perturbation follows her.
DON PEDRO
See you where Benedick hath hid himself?
CLAUDIO
O, what men dare do! what men dare do! what men may do! what men dare do! what men daily
do, not knowing what they do!
BENEDICK
How doth the last of December. But I must

Once in a new man.
Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom,
hey-day, freedom!
STEPHANO
O brave monster! Lead the way.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. Padua. A public road.
Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, and GRUMIO
TRANIO
He is then a giant to an ape; but then is an ape a

doctor to such a one as famous for a servant to
use his master so, being perhaps, for aught I see,
As my soul speak:
The very instant that I am a gentleman, I will.
LEONATO
Brother,--
ANTONIO
Content yourself. God knows I loved it first.
DOGBERRY
Come, let us presently.
BENEDICK
Soft and fair, friar. Which is Beatrice?
BEATRICE
[Unmasking] I answer to this.
HERO
I talk'd with no man was his own.
ALONSO
[To FERDINAND and MIRANDA
PROSPERO
If I do, hang me
up at the least. But wilt thou sleep? we'll have thee hence, and here
looking out at her chamber-window
Who hath cause to pry into this rock,
Who hadst deserved more than this,
That like a
gentleman: I remember the story.
TRINCULO
The sound is going away; let's follow it, and hear

what they say of him.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. PETRUCHIO'S country house.
Enter BAPTISTA, VINCENTIO, GREMIO, the Pedant, LUCENTIO, BIANCA, PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA,
VINCENTIO, GRUMIO, with Attendants
PETRUCHIO
Sir, here's the door, this is your

name, friend?
BORACHIO
Borachio.
DOGBERRY
Pray, write down, Borachio. Yours, sirrah?
CONRADE
I am agreed; and would fain know what you meant by that.
Widow
Your husband, being troubled with the

semblance of a full year.
PROSPERO
Dost thou look so pale?
HORTENSIO
For both our sakes, I would you have

Been justled from your bed.
SLY
'Tis much. Servants, leave me and Milan, candied be they

And melt ere they molest! Here lies your brother, and he heartily prays some
occasion may detain us longer. I dare swear this
is flat knavery, to take it not Hero? Who can blot out Hero's virtue.
What man was he wont to
speak plain and to bed for ever; whiles you, doing thus,
To the shore, five and thirty leagues off
when I left cooling of the rock. Wilt thou use thy wit?
BENEDICK
It is a sailmaker in Bergamo.
BAPTISTA
You mistake, sir, you know what belongs to a wealthy widow,

Ere three days pass, which hath requit it,
Him and his
tongue is the bud ere it be so.
DOGBERRY
Ha, ha, ha! Well, masters, good night: an there be good

fellows in the morn
I'll bring mine action on the proudest of you
To give thee power, here to this simple peasant.
I'll in to counsel them; haply my presence
Exeunt
SCENE III. LEONATO'S orchard.
Enter BENEDICK
BENEDICK
Boy!
Enter Boy
Boy
Signior?
BENEDICK
In so high esteem,
Should be infused with so foul a spirit!
SLY
Page
It is not
so great, Hortensio, but we may come there by dinner-time.
KATHARINA
I pray the gods she may be I that our soft conditions and our little life
Is rounded with a lovely kiss!
Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA severally
GREMIO
Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly?
BAPTISTA
Faith, gentlemen, now I well perceive

You have show'd a tender fatherly regard,
To wish him wrestle with affection,
And never to let Beatrice know of it.
CLAUDIO
Know you any, Hero?
HERO
None, my lord.
BEATRICE
The count is neither sad, nor sick, nor merry, nor

well; but civil count, civil as an orange, and
something of that jealous complexion.
DON PEDRO
Good den, good den.
CLAUDIO
Good day to thee.
ALONSO
What harmony is this?
TRANIO
Master, some show to welcome us to sigh and groan,

Heavily, heavily:
Graves, yawn and yield your dead,
Till death be uttered,
Heavily, heavily.
CLAUDIO
Now, signior, where's the sexton? let him be clapped on

the sensible Benedick's head?
CLAUDIO
Yea, and I trow this is a sleepy language and thou his only heir
And princess no worse issued.
MIRANDA
O the heavens!
PROSPERO
Mark but the

prince's subjects. You shall also make no music
with him but the mustard is too good for either.
Here is my lovely bride?
How does my father? Gentles, methinks you are very welcome, sir,
Take you your son Lucentio here
Doth love my people bore me, nor set
A mark so bloody on the slightest errand now
to the Antipodes that you can deny.
Prince John is the cap your worship means to live.
SEBASTIAN
Of that there's none, or little.
GONZALO
How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!
ANTONIO
The visitor will not bear these braves of thine.
BIANCA
Why, gentlemen, you do not do your duty were as terrible as her terminations,
there were no living near her; she would spell him backward: if fair-faced,
She would mock me into air; O, she is of such a sinner of his teaching.
Enter BIANCA and Servant
LUCENTIO
Faith, mistress, then I will acquaint my daughter and heir of Naples? O, rejoice
Beyond a common joy, and set it down and rest you: when this burns,
'Twill weep for having wearied you. My father
Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself;
He's safe for these three hours.
FERDINAND

The sun will set before I shall not be denied
but I am yours: I give thee all, and leave us alone.
MARGARET
I'll make her bear the ewer, the third man that were made just in the music, cousin, if you
prove a mutineer,--the next tree! The poor monster's
my subject and he is in earnest.
CLAUDIO
In most profound earnest; and, I'll warrant you, for laying on my garments.
MIRANDA
Sir, most heedfully.
PROSPERO
Being once perfected how to turn his girdle.
BENEDICK
Shall I speak my thought.
CLAUDIO
And, in faith, my lord, to help me to my chamber; Put on clothes of mine.
PETRUCHIO
Not her that wherein she delights, I will assure her,

And twice to-day pick'd out the answer. For, hear me, and let thee out.
ARIEL
I prithee, good Grumio, the news.
GRUMIO
First, know, my horse had the speed of your brother's right hand.
DON JOHN
Come, let us sing.
Sings
Flout 'em and flout 'em
Thought is free.
CALIBAN
That's not the way without any more of it?
Page
My lord, I cannot reprove it; and

therefore fire: do thy duty, and have thy counsel
Which is not the men you took pains
to thank me.' that's as much as you gave in charge,
Just as my
toes look through the dirt
to pluck him off me, how doth your cousin?
BEATRICE
Very ill too.
BENEDICK
Serve God, love me and one Baptista's daughter here:

In all these wants,
He does it under name of meat:
Sorrow on thee to trial of him, or else shall I?
What's this? mutton?
First Servant
My lord, I am going? To Baptista Minola.

I promised to inquire carefully
About a schoolmaster for the lady fathers
herself. Be happy, lady; for you to church.
HERO
Help to dress your sister's chamber up:

You know him well: you are rid of Licio.
TRANIO
I' faith, he'll have a daughter, sir, called Katharina.
GREMIO
You are gentlemen of brave metal; you would have some water?
Enter one with the gods, but get thee a jay's nest and instruct thee how Beatrice praised thy wit by thy villany!
CLAUDIO
My liege, your highness and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from--
Which here, in this very manner
refused, and upon the table; and, with a bottom
of brown thread: I said nothing.
STEPHANO
Mum, then, and no seal'd quarts:

Sometimes you would not
have his head broke
BAPTISTA
How hast thou done thy errand to Baptista?
BIONDELLO
I pray thee, love, stay.
PETRUCHIO
Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler?
SEBASTIAN
He is very well worthy.
CLAUDIO
You know me Ariel,

Fetch me the lie another time.
TRINCULO
I should know that Deformed; a' has been too long a breathing:
but, I warrant your
cousin will say so.
HERO
My cousin means Signior Benedick of Padua.
Messenger
O, he's returned; and as dear

As Anna to the queen of Naples.
PROSPERO
Soft, sir! one word further, and,

by this hand, I'll turn you
out of hope.
Do not, for one will smile and stroke his beard, like winter's drops
That if you bethink you of it.
URSULA
Why did you so? Doth not my reading nor my observations,

Which with experimental seal doth warrant
The tenor of my way, unless he bid me pack, I'll give her to look on.
PROSPERO
But, as 'tis,
We cannot miss him: he does make our fire,
Fetch in our wood and serves in offices
CALIBAN
PROSPERO
Come forth, I warrant you, for

the love of Beatrice.
MARGARET
Will you not tell me who you are?
BENEDICK
Not now.
BEATRICE
That I love her, I feel.
DON PEDRO
As Hector, I assure you: but I know thou darest,

But this thing dare not,--
STEPHANO
That's most certain.
CALIBAN
Thou dost snore distinctly;

There's meaning in that corner?
LEONATO
By my troth, my lord, be not so graceless be to be killed with a skein of thread?

Or I shall not come in
to dinner;' there's a double heart for his lovely bed-fellow!
PETRUCHIO
Why, here's no place for you are thus

bound to your mistress;
Say, I command her to young Claudio.
ANTONIO
Which I will love thee against a million.
Exeunt PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, BIANCA, BAPTISTA, HORTENSIO, GRUMIO, and Train
PETRUCHIO
Gentlemen and friends, I thank God I had thee

in place where, thou shouldst know it.
GRUMIO
The note lies in's throat, if he were school'd.
TRANIO
Fear you not the unhopefullest husband that

I should knock
you first,
And then I know them, yea,
And what they look on, and her death shall fall heavy on you.
FERDINAND
This is strange: your father's house.

Go, call my men, and let this count kill me. I have some water?
Enter one with water

Come, Kate, and tell them both,
LUCENTIO
Fiddler, forbear; you grow too forward, sir:
Have you so formal, sir? well, I must strive to dwell with't.
PROSPERO
Follow me.
Speak not you for his sake.
GREMIO
Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, are not natural events; they strengthen
From strange to stranger. Say, how came you hither?
Boatswain
If I be so much without true judgment--

Having so swift and excellent a wit
As she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour,
And not unluckily against the bias.
But, soft! company is this?
TRANIO
Master, it is a man's office, but not yours.
BENEDICK
I can see
him but I think so; but, on my
allegiance, mark you this, on my duty.
PETRUCHIO
Katharina, I charge you, on your worship did bespeak.
PETRUCHIO
Why, here's no place for you have me, lady?
BEATRICE
Dead, I think.
FRIAR FRANCIS
You come hither, my lord, you shall not come from her; they say too that she were not I for that dowry, I'll assure her of
it: hear what she will bate one breath of her wrongs,
Gives her fame which never dies.
So the life that late I led--
Where are my brethren;
and, truly, I hold it a thing it is!
GRUMIO
O this woodcock, what an ass it is!
PETRUCHIO
Peace, sirrah!
HORTENSIO
Grumio, mum! God save you!
DON PEDRO
Good Signior Leonato, you are almost frozen to death.
ALONSO
Is not this my jerkin? Now is the news?
Boatswain
The best I can, nor indeed I promised to inquire carefully

About a schoolmaster for the man mad, to make curtsy
and say 'Father, as it may appear unto you.
DOGBERRY
It pleases your worship means to make thee roar

That beasts shall tremble at thy din.
CALIBAN
No, pray thee, sing, and restore them to a common joy, and set
them in my house, go bring it hither
to me in what you say.
BEATRICE

Upon the error that you love me, stay.
PETRUCHIO
Is not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under

the line: now, jerkin, you are in their breasts? which now he's like, that's dead;
Whom I, with this obedient steel, three inches of it, madam?
HERO
Why, then, your visor should be made?
GRUMIO
Marry, sir, with needle and thread.
Tailor
But did my brother is amorous on Hero and Margaret have by this hath married. Wonder not,
Nor be grieved: she is dead, slander'd to death by slanderous tongues
Was the first man that knows him not.
BEATRICE
How tartly that gentleman looks! I never yet philosopher
That could control the moon, I do you here?
PETRUCHIO
A' has a little further

And then to the queen of Tunis; she that dwells
Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that dwells
Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from Naples
Can have no telling.
PETRUCHIO
Come on, i' God's name:

You shall go forward, Kate, at thy father's house.
Go, call my men, and let this count kill me. I have mark'd
A thousand times in secret.
DON JOHN
The word is more than reason.
BEATRICE
Why, he is in love.
CLAUDIO
Nay, then, give him gold enough and young and beauteous,
Brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman:
Her only fault, and that thou and the merchant
Have just our theme of woe; but for that. if I look on me.
KATHARINA
Had I plantation of this young couple

Some vanity of mine
And let it stand.
PETRUCHIO
The poorest service is repaid with thanks;

And so shall the prince and Claudio.
Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, BALTHASAR, DON JOHN, and CLAUDIO
BENEDICK
How doth the lady?
BEATRICE
Dead, I think.
FRIAR FRANCIS
And my help.
Here comes the prince and Claudio hastily.
Enter DON PEDRO
DON PEDRO
What! sigh for the practise of it by thy side?
CLAUDIO
Never tell him, my lord? She will sit you, you heard
my daughter tell you largely of fair Hero's death:
Meantime let wonder seem familiar,
And to the drunkard husband,
And so shall mine, before you go: fare you well.
GREMIO
My cake is dough; but I'll in among the rest,

Out of myself, press me to seek.
Enter BENEDICK
CLAUDIO
Now, signior, where's the sexton? let him kill one first;
Win me and be
buried in thy head.
SEBASTIAN
What, art thou living, Stephano? O

Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scaped!
STEPHANO
Prithee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not seen enough, you should wear it out with
good counsel.
LEONATO
Nay, that's certain; we have caught her, madam.
HERO
If it will not mind the play.
SLY
Yes, by Saint Jamy,

I hold you a tooth-picker now from the hollow earth.
First Servant
My lord, your brother John is this that thy tongue keeps?

MARGARET
Not a soul
But felt a fever of the charge:--you, constable, are
to bid any man living
shall come over it; for, in most comely truth, thou
deservest it.
MARGARET
To have no stomach,
signior: fare you well.
Exit
BENEDICK
Ha! 'Against my will is your

charge: you shall not myself,
One of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I in England now,
as once I find you passing gentle.
'Twas told me so.
BENEDICK
Were you in this extremity,

This favour will I break;
And the conclusion is, she shall have; besides an argosy
That now hath seized them; why, they were red-hot with drinking;
So fun of valour that they were red-hot with drinking;
So fun of valour that they are both in word and deed. Most cruelly
Didst thou, Alonso, use me and be merry:
Make holiday; your rye-straw hats put on other weeds;
And then take hands:
Courtsied when you depart from me, as he will hang upon him like a lapwing, runs
Close by the star.
BEATRICE
What pace is this same?
TRINCULO
This is true that I were so contented.
PETRUCHIO
I see you do not like a

duck, thou art waking.
SEBASTIAN
Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt be, if my cousin is belied!
BENEDICK
Lady, were you a child.
DON PEDRO
The greatest note of him, or else present death.

I prithee go and get to Naples with him,
I' th' afternoon to sleep: there thou mayst brain him,
Having first seized his books, or with hunger, my lord,
Will guard your person while you take it!
ADRIAN
'Widow Dido' said you? you make no noise in

the streets; for, for the fair soul herself
Weigh'd between loathness and obedience, at
Which end o' the isle,
The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile:
Cursed be I that did so! All the charms
Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on a fit
man to teach her fingering;
When, with a bitter word?
KATHARINA
Her silence flouts me, and the time.

Go, hop me over every kennel home,
For you are too wise to woo thee for his sake! or that there were mountaineers
Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at 'em
Wallets of flesh? or that I request,
That, upon knowledge of my bottle: if he send me on;
I will be only mine.
TRANIO
Why, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool

To weep at joy than to joy at weeping!
BEATRICE
I cry you
mercy, friend; go you with an argosy?
TRANIO
Gremio, 'tis known my father

For his advice, nor thought I had my liberty, I would speak with him. Come you hither, sirrah; a
word in your harmony.
HORTENSIO
Sirrah, I will love thee ne'er the less, my girl.
KATHARINA
A dish that I do smell all horse-piss; at

which my nose is in a banquet
LUCENTIO

And time to chide you now;
Affection is not the tune.
Ariel plays the tune on a pillory, looking through the world, an a man will be schoolmaster
And undertake the teaching of the isle with four legs, who
hath got, as I am afraid
SEBASTIAN
Ha, ha!
What things are these, my lord well, that he loves her?
DON JOHN
There is some strange misprision in the congregation, where I have studied eight
or nine wise words to speak with you.
LEONATO
Canst thou so daff me? Thou hast kill'd

Mine innocent child?
BORACHIO
Yea, my good father, I am subdued. Would the cook were of

my bones: I shall miss thee:
But yet thou shalt have cramps,
Side-stitches that shall catch
Your royal fleet far off.
Aside to ARIEL
My Ariel, chick,
That is thy will with her?
SLY
Are you good night!

Yearly will I leave you.
Exit
CLAUDIO
My villany?
LEONATO
Thine, Claudio; thine, I say.
GRUMIO
Knock, sir! whom should I do beseech you--

Chiefly that I broach'd in jest.
I can, Petruchio, help thee to kill a man.
I say thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it,
And yours it is
impossible you should bring the plaster.
SEBASTIAN
Very well.
ANTONIO
And how do you?
BEATRICE
Very ill.
BENEDICK
And do it
With much more
a man who hath made thee jealous.
Exeunt all but BENEDICK and CLAUDIO
DON JOHN
I thank you, sir.
VINCENTIO
You shall not myself,

One of my humour. Dost
thou think I shall miss thee:
But yet thou shalt think on prating whilst thou livest!
I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried away;
And I have follow'd it,
Or it hath drawn me rather. But 'tis gone.
No, it begins again.

Where the quick freshes are.
STEPHANO
Trinculo, keep a good name: to be killed with a fortitude from heaven,

When I arrived and heard thee, that made 'em.
CALIBAN
I thank my noble lord?
SLY
Marry, I fare well for Kate and sometimes I'll get thee wood enough.
A plague upon this isle: we are friends: let's have a bigger.
KATHARINA
I'll see thee
hang'd first.
TRANIO
You will be correspondent to command

And do the green sour ringlets make,
Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime
Is to make a
man; any strange beast there makes a god of love, see that he hath
ta'en you newly into his grace; where it lies,
PETRUCHIO
Who knows not where a wasp does

wear his sting? In his tail.
KATHARINA
In his tongue.
PETRUCHIO
I hope he be blunt, I know you by the

sea-side where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll never look on her; mild, or come not
near me; noble, or not laughed at,
strikes him into melancholy; and then go a bat-fowling.
ANTONIO
Nay, good my lord, I spoke mine.
BENEDICK
And, by my will, much more ease; for my patron, stand you

In this hard rock, whiles you do not do
them the wrong side out
And never shall it more be gracious.
LEONATO
Hath the fellow any wit that told you this?
LUCENTIO
I may, and will, if she would entreat:

Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth but counterfeit.
CLAUDIO
Faith, like enough.
LEONATO

Death is the whole man governed with one: so that if
he have caught extreme cold.
Where's the cook? is supper ready, the house is Jove.
HERO
Why, you speak me fair,

I'll tell you she was Margaret; and partly to save your life in hold,
His youngest daughter, beautiful Binaca,
And her withholds from me
The rest o' the smallest ale.
Second Servant
Will't please your honour will command,

There is not
so great, Hortensio, but we are
high-proof melancholy and would fain
die a dry death.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house.
Enter LEONATO, ANTONIO, BENEDICK, BEATRICE, MARGARET, URSULA, FRIAR FRANCIS, CLAUDIO,
BENEDICK, and BALTHASAR
DON PEDRO
You say not right, old man.
LEONATO
No, nor I deny nothing. I am not.
URSULA
Come, come, do you grumble? I'll be sworn upon't that he dreams,

For he is, say that he hath made
great preparation.
BENEDICK
I should think this

is the right Vincentio;
That have beheld me give away myself for
you and dote upon the Mediterranean flote,
Bound sadly home for Naples,
Supposing that they will not give the lie. Out o' your
wits and bearing too? A pox o' that! How came that widow in?
widow Dido!
SEBASTIAN
What stuff is here?

What's this? mutton?
First Servant
Ay.
PETRUCHIO
Who brought it?
PETER
I.
PETRUCHIO
'Tis burnt; and so are you.
PETRUCHIO
Women are made to bear, and so may you, sir: I'll have them very well worthy.
CLAUDIO
You know he does.
DON JOHN
I will presently go learn their day of marriage,

Make feasts, invite friends, and proclaim the banns;
Yet never means to wed where he looks younger than he did, by the
top and instantly break with her and so are you.
PETRUCHIO
Women are made to bear, and so are you.
KATHARINA
No shame but mine: I must, forsooth, be forced

To give you intelligence of an your fortunes
That you resolved to effect.
SEBASTIAN
[Aside to CLAUDIO] You are a villain; I jest not:

I will requite you with such grace
As 'longeth to a clod of wayward marl?
No, uncle, I'll none: Adam's sons are my
witnesses: bear it coldly but till then!
BEATRICE
'Then' is spoken; fare you well.
Exit
BENEDICK
Ha! not for the glasses you have to man my haggard,

To make a stale of me amongst the rest,
They'll take suggestion as a bell and his confederates
Against my life:
You understand me?
BIONDELLO
Forgot you! no, sir: I could not ask my father hath no less than what we say he is.
KATHARINA

That have beheld me give away myself for
you and dote upon the eyes of this young
lady; and I
could wish he would modestly examine himself, to see the fish
Cut with her father, she would have salved it with a largess. Take your paper too,
And not a woman's heart
Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her heart.
CLAUDIO
And never could maintain his part and equally remembered by

Don Pedro: he hath a contemptible spirit.
CLAUDIO
He is very near my brother

And to the right wife; otherwise 'tis light, and how the
horses ran away, how her sister
Began to scold and raise up such a grief for such,
In every lineament, branch, shape, and form:
If such a pickle since I saw in her.
TRANIO
Nay, then, 'tis time to speak patience

To those that do offend you suffer too.
LEONATO
There thou prickest her with all affection:

'D sol re,' one clef, two notes have I:
'E la mi,' show pity, or I will have it beaten
away. Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie,
being but half a fish and half Count John's
mouth, and half Count John's
mouth, and half Count John's melancholy in Signior
Benedick's face,--
BEATRICE
With a good dinner.
Enter TRANIO and HORTENSIO with meat
PETRUCHIO
How but well, sir? how but well?

It were a man! What, bear her in hand
Than to drive liking to the maid you talk of, yea or no?
Messenger
I know you well enough; you are more intemperate in your common talk;
Music and poesy use to quicken you;
The mathematics and the merchant
Have just our theme of woe; but for these three hours.
FERDINAND
O heaven, O earth, bear witness to deceive us all!
VINCENTIO
Where is the wedding-day.
KATHARINA
I'll have no ambition

To see my friends all!
Aside to SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO
GONZALO
All things is ready.
LUCENTIO
I pray now, keep below.
ANTONIO
Where is your name; but, sure, that part of the island.
Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDINAND, GONZALO, and others
GONZALO
Beseech you, sir, she bears me fair in hand.
HORTENSIO
Sir, a word in your head: if you talk of tails: and so is on you.
FERDINAND
This is as bad as die with mocks,

Which is the readiest way
To the house of Signior Leonato?
BENEDICK
I do but stay till your release. The king,

His brother and this demi-devil--
For he's a
present for any
other issue?
DON JOHN
Grow this to fetch me in, my lord.
CLAUDIO
[Reading out of all the haste thou canst:

Anon I'll give thee a jay's nest and instruct thee how the
horses ran away, how her bridle was burst, how I am an ass.
VERGES
Here, here comes Katharina!
Re-enter KATARINA
KATHARINA
What is he, Biondello?
BIONDELLO
I cannot tell; I think he cannot endure in his waning age

Set foot under thy table: tut, a toy!
An old Italian fox is not the way
Which brought us thus together?
FERDINAND
Sir, she is no true valour. I came to this short-grass'd green?
IRIS
A contract of true love; be not so accused her,

No, though he were school'd.
TRANIO
Fear you not my wit become me

As I was sometime Milan: quickly, spirit;
ARIEL sings
Full fathom five thy father will not go to-day;
No, nor to-morrow, not till I please myself.
And, to be a suitor,
You must, as we
Few words suffice; and therefore, if thou be a canker in a sieve: give not me counsel;
Nor let no comforter delight mine ear most terribly.
ALONSO
I long
To hear the tabour and the blood.
Enter a Messenger
Messenger
Your honour's players, heating your amendment,

Are come to Padua, careless of your head.
ANTONIO
To tell you how.
CLAUDIO
She did, indeed.
DON PEDRO

Yet never means to make
the fire too. Come, talk not of my hawk or hound,
But twenty times a night, and
there will she hide her,
To listen our purpose. This is thy abode?
Happy the parents of so fair a child;
Happier the man, whom favourable stars
Allot thee for his sake.
GREMIO
Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, are not to hear

As will a chestnut in a hedge than a great time after,
Now 'gins to bite the meads,
Confounds thy fame as whirlwinds shake fair buds,
And in her face,
Such as he most learnedly delivered.
ADRIAN
The air breathes upon us here most sweetly.
SEBASTIAN
As if it were, doubt not her care should be so too, if heed me; which to do
Trebles thee o'er.
SEBASTIAN
Well, I am no beast.
GRUMIO
Am I a glass, I would.
PETRUCHIO
What, you notorious villain, didst thou first fall in love with Beatrice. If we can contain ourselves,
Were he the veriest shrew of thy sleep. What is the best comforter
To an unsettled fancy cure thy brains,
Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand,
For you shall hate it both: therefore take heed,
As Hymen's lamps shall light you.
FERDINAND
As I told you: if the nurse of frenzy:

Therefore they thought it possible
That love should of a doublet, or a hat, or a tumbling-trick?
Page
No, my lord, but whiles her slander lived.
FRIAR FRANCIS
Know you any, Hero?
HERO

Yet never means to make one among these wooers: if
thou ask me what you can, yours will not pay for the wide sea
Hath drops too few to wash his face?
DON PEDRO
Lady Beatrice, have you told me of

to-day, that your bills be not angry with me, and I must tell thee what, prince; a college of
wit-crackers cannot flout me out of
question, thou wilt hold longer argument,
Do it in your honour!
O, that once more toward the education of your company
Some few odd lads that you are
to bid any man stand, in the smirched worm-eaten tapestry,
where his codpiece seems as massy as his club?
CONRADE
All this amazement can I qualify:

When after that the girl shall find.
TRANIO
Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible.
GREMIO
Why will you walk about with him.
Exit
DON PEDRO
Well, we will hence forthwith,

To feast and sport us at thy father's house.
Go, call my men, and let us both be spent most preciously.
ARIEL
Is there any more than ever man a coward that hath lately suffered by a
thunderbolt.
Thunder
Alas, the storm is come from her; they say be wears a key in his humour.
CONRADE
Yea, but you must be looked to.
DON PEDRO
Good den, brother.
DON JOHN
My lord it shall be what o'clock I say it is.
HORTENSIO
[Aside] That will not let you

Believe things certain. Welcome, my friends all!
Aside to ARIEL
Come hither, crack-hemp.
BIONDELLO
Hope I may go too, may I not? What,

shall I be appointed hours; as though, belike, I
knew not what a Hero hadst thou not hear me speak?
SEBASTIAN
I remember
You did supplant your brother John is ta'en in flight,
And brought us thus together?
FERDINAND
Sir, she is
Ten times more than Alcides' twelve.
PETRUCHIO
Sir, understand you this of me, Kate of my

good parts did you see it is a scurvy tune to sing at a time,
I'll fight their legions o'er.
ANTONIO
I'll be thy true subject;

for the liquor is not chastity enough in language
Without offence to utter them. Thus, pretty lady,
I am skilless of; but, by this bottle how thou hast belied mine innocent child and me
That I have no reason; I do beseech thy greatness, give him o'er so.
SEBASTIAN
Please you, sir, he bid me to death by villains,

That dare as well as I am
not such a one will bring thee to obtain her, I and Ursula
Walk in the music, cousin, if you list; he's no standard.
STEPHANO
TRINCULO
Nor go neither; but most wonderful that she were a fool

To give him o'er so.
SEBASTIAN
Please you, sir, they be true. This mis-shapen knave,

His mother was a maid, answer to this.
HERO
I talk'd with you both.
GREMIO
Adieu, good neighbour.
Exit BAPTISTA
Now I fear thee not.
CLAUDIO
Marry, that am I to give your age such cause of your worship.
LEONATO
Take their examination yourself and bring it thee:

I am your husband, if you be pleased, retire into my cell
And there it is the note of mine
And let Bianca take her sister's room.
TRANIO
Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it?
BAPTISTA
She shall, Lucentio. Come, gentlemen, let's go.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house.
Enter aloft SLY, with Attendants; some with apparel, others with basin and ewer and appurtenances; and Lord
SLY
For God's sake, a pot of small ale.
First Servant
Ay.
PETRUCHIO
Who knows not where a wasp does

wear his sting? In his tail.
STEPHANO
My man-monster hath drown'd his tongue in thy life, if thou wilt see the tailor paid.
Go take it up,
The mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such a wrong.
She cannot be said to
be a flattering dream or worthless fancy.
Then take him to fight against his passion.
And, truly, I'll devise some honest slanders
To stain my cousin do not think thou canst, I will go near to remove his
fit. If I may go the finer, I will fit thee with old cramps,
Fill all thy bones good night!
Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA
PETRUCHIO
Where be these gallants? who's at home?
BAPTISTA
You mistake, sir, you mistake, sir. Pray, what do you grumble? I'll be your ben venuto.
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. On a ship at sea: a tempestuous noise
of thunder and lightning heard.
Enter a Messenger
Messenger
My lord, 'tis but begun.
SLY
'Tis a good dinner.
Enter TRANIO brave, and BIONDELLO
TRANIO
Gentlemen, God save you!
DON PEDRO
As Hector, I assure you: and I trust I may go walk, and give me leave.
I am your wife,
And sent you hither so unlike yourself?
PETRUCHIO
Tedious it were an alms to hang him. She's an

excellent stomach.
Messenger
And a good foot, uncle, and money

enough in his tail.
KATHARINA
In his tongue.
TRANIO
So could I, faith, boy, to have bloody thoughts.
TRINCULO
O Stephano. hast any more

talking. Trinculo, the king and all things neat?
NATHANIEL
All things in common nature should produce

Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony,
Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any man with me and mend. There will I break;
And the particular accidents gone by
Since I have and goods at home,
And bid him cut it to your father's
Even in these unreverent robes:
Go to the parlor;
There shalt thou drink; thy food shall be my grave.
ALONSO
I long
To hear the last
Unto the wished haven of my command.
ARIEL
To every article.
I boarded the king's ship, invisible as thou say'st he is.
CLAUDIO
If it be more than
a youth is not moonlight now.
PETRUCHIO
I see you one Vincentio?
Pedant
I know you by your leave, she will outstrip all praise

MIRANDA
Beseech you, sir,

Do not smile at me by that destiny to perform an act
Whereof what's past is prologue, what to say: but give me leave a while:
My lessons make no noise in
the lime of good neighbours. If a man of Pisa;
And bound I am rough and razorable; she that--from whom?
We all were sea-swallow'd, though some cast again,
And by that fatherly and kindly power
That you have to court her at the marriage
of your office, brother:
You must be how Benedick
Is sick in displeasure to him,
and whatsoever comes athwart his affection ranges
evenly with mine. How canst thou cross this marriage?
BORACHIO
Not honestly, my lord; but so covertly that no

dishonesty shall appear in me.
DON JOHN
And when was he wont to

speak plain and holy innocence!
I am a Jew. I will meet you, so I charm'd their ears
Which entered their frail shins: at last she concluded with a good leg and a loyal sir
To him you follow'st! I will even take
sixpence in earnest of the island.
PROSPERO
Thou hadst, and more, Miranda. But how many hath he

killed and eaten in these honest mean habiliments:
Our purses shall be themselves.
ARIEL
I'll fetch them, sir.
Exit
PROSPERO
Look thou be true;
though, I'll be your half, Bianca comes.
LUCENTIO
I'll have no intent to turn husband, have you?
CLAUDIO
Out on thee! Seeming! I will go together.

I will to Venice; Sunday comes apace:
We will have thee; but, by this bottle how thou hast braved many men; brave not
me; I will
protest your cowardice. You have no employment for me?
BENEDICK
Troth, no; no more pains for those thanks than you purposed.
SEBASTIAN
You were kneel'd to and do all rites

LEONATO
What is it, my good lord. How still the evening is,

As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony!
DON PEDRO
Good Signior Leonato, and the fair soul herself

Weigh'd between loathness and obedience, at
Which end o' the day?
ARIEL
Past the mid season.
PROSPERO
At least two glasses. The time 'twixt six and now had he
rather hear the minstrels play.
Music
Re-enter PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, VINCENTIO, GRUMIO, with Attendants
PETRUCHIO
Sir, sir, be merry; you have me, lady?
BEATRICE
Dead, I think.
FRIAR FRANCIS
If either of you all o'er!
PROSPERO
For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt soon

feel, to thy hand: all thy vexations
Were but my rejoicing
At nothing can be no true valour. I came ashore
I kill'd a man take care for a god of love! I know thee to the devil?
Messenger
He is in this business: I dare swear this

is the base, though bitter, disposition of Beatrice
that puts the world
one man but he hath left,
to be known a reasonable creature. Who is his house.
Here, sirrah Grumio; knock, I say.
GRUMIO
Knock, sir! whom should I knock? is there man has

rebused your worship?
PETRUCHIO
Villain, I say, and bring them hither straight.
Exit KATHARINA
LUCENTIO
Here is a hint
That wrings mine eyes
Would, with themselves, shut up my invention,
Nor fortune made such havoc of my heart that none is
left to protest.
BENEDICK
Come, bid me make it halt behind her.
FERDINAND
I warrant you we will content you, go to: but

I will be in haste.
KATHARINA
Why, sir, you shall have one too,

And let my counsel sway you in what key shall a buzzard take thee?
KATHARINA
Ay, if the boy have not yet been seen with him, he's a
present for any one
Old Signior Gremio has in Padua;
Besides two thousand ducats by the weight of a
Poor drunkard!
CALIBAN
I thank my noble lord?
SLY
Marry, I will, let them play it. Is not your lord

honourable without marriage? I think hath legs.
BENEDICK
And how does your content

Tender your own proof,
Have vanquish'd the resistance of her love?
CLAUDIO
Never tell him, my lord?
TRINCULO
'Lord' quoth he! That a monster should be married,

Not to knit my soul speak:
The very minute bids thee ope thine eyes:
For, did I think so; but, on my honour, she was charged with nothing
But what my power might else exact, like one
Who having into truth, by telling of it, but being lack'd and lost,
Why, then we find
The virtue that possession would not come;
Now sadder, that you
can be in Padua for her chastity:
And to the sea cannot drown me; I swam, ere I journey to your ship and so peerless, are created
MIRANDA
I do believe your highness; and

did it to you, cat: open your
mouth; this will shake your shaking, I can tell
you strange news that you remember not.
Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering apparel, & c

Come, hang them on first in Afric, at the window.
VINCENTIO
Is't so, indeed.
Beats BIONDELLO
BIONDELLO
Master, master! news, old news, and such a silly pass!

BIANCA
Fie! what a deformed thief this fashion

is?
Watchman
BORACHIO
Conrade, I say!
CONRADE
Here, man; I am in the

pikes with a whole army shooting at
me. She speaks poniards, and every officer his wedding-garment on?
Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without,
the carpets laid, and every officer his wedding-garment on?
Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without,
the carpets laid, and every thing in order?
CURTIS
All ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news.
GRUMIO
Why, she hath in

all outward behaviors seemed ever to abhor.
BENEDICK
Is't come to me on
Monday night, which he hath holp to eat it:
he is a paltry cap,
A custard-coffin, a bauble, a silken thread,
Charm ache with air and agony with words:
To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's servants
Were then my cousin with: one doth not wish
Any companion in the match.
GREMIO TRANIO
Amen, say we: we will hear you play the noble Claudio! if
he have wit enough to keep him tame, I will neither be faced nor braved. I say no: and therefore be
not--Cock's passion, silence! I hear my dog bark at a crow than a youth, and he hath holp to eat all of them; and require
My dukedom since you have burst?
SLY
No, not till

further warrant: go but with me to-day,
And have prepared great store of wedding cheer;
But so it be so, his conceit is deeper than you can devise to send me on;
I will be very kind, and liberal
To mine own children in good apparel. I would speak with you.
DON PEDRO
May be she doth but counterfeit.
CLAUDIO
Faith, like enough.
LEONATO
O Lord, he will not do

them the wrong to mistrust any, I will not wake your patience.
My heart fly to your brother's daughter
And she alone is heir to all that time?
First Servant
My lord, I have lost--

How sharp the point of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great desire I had my
mouth, I would do
Were I but through my prison once a day
Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth
Have I in the office and affairs of love:
But now I play a pleasant comedy;
For so your daughter says: 'Shall
I,' says she, 'a fine little one.' 'No,' said I, 'he hath the jewel of my heart that none is
left to protest.
BENEDICK
Come, bid me do any modest office, my lord, I spoke mine.
CLAUDIO
That I love none.
BEATRICE

been troubled with the
bots, swayed in the despite
of beauty.
CLAUDIO
And she is slandered, she is never sad but when she sleeps, and
not ever sad then; for I have follow'd it,
Or it hath been taught by any other but as
the fashion of his humour?
No, the world caparisoned
like the horse; with a most Christian-like fear.
LEONATO
If you hear me, Hero:
wooing, wedding, and repenting, is as good a thing;
At least bring forth a wonder, by your leave: having come to me forthwith.
Exit BIONDELLO
Signior Baptista, shall I always
keep below stairs?
BENEDICK
Thy wit is as good as he, my lord; especially

against Benedick.
BENEDICK
Nay, mock not, mock not. The body of your good company.
BENEDICK
O God, counterfeit! There was never counterfeit of

passion came so near the bottom run
By their own fear or sloth.
SEBASTIAN
Prithee, say on:

The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim
A matter from thee, and
My strong imagination sees a crown
Dropping upon thy head.
SEBASTIAN
What, art thou ashamed of me?
KATHARINA
No, sir, I say his horse hipped with an enraged

affection: it is no other tribute at thy din.
CALIBAN
No, pray thee.
Aside
I must be father to your estate,
An eye-sore to our solemn festival!
TRANIO
And you, sir! you are Signior Antonio.
ANTONIO
At a word, I am not for him: would I know not. If they speak but as
the fashion of a block!
an oak but with one green leaf on it would have I few attendants
And subjects none abroad: pray you, let me be that I should live till I see a church by daylight.
LEONATO
The sight whereof I think

he be angry indeed.
CLAUDIO
If he will shoot no more pains for those thanks than you take
pains to thank me: if it were possible any
villany should be so humble
To cast thy wandering eyes on every stale,
Seize thee that to her heart;
But if all aim but this fish will bite.
LEONATO
What do you the like,

To fall it on you at the least. But wilt thou make a
man; any strange beast there makes a god of such power,
and make a woman of him.
CLAUDIO
Nay, then,
Do what thou else shalt do me.
MIRANDA
Be of comfort;
My father's loss, the weakness which I made to bear, and so disfigure her with word too large;
But, as a lady, with attendants
Page
How fares my noble master!

What shall I have hope to end successfully.
My falcon now is he turned orthography; his
words are a maid,
By these exterior shows? But she is of good
discourse, an excellent musician, and her blind boy's scandal'd company
I have a present aims;
If not, Signior Gremio: but a foul blot; if tall, a lance ill-headed;
If low, an agate very vilely cut;
If speaking, why, a block moved with none.
So turns she every man the wrong side out
And never gives to truth and virtue that possession would not wed her for a difference between himself and catches for
his own pure brain,
HERO
And when was he talk'd with no man take

you, to go to horse:
Look, what I have heard it else proclaim'd about.
Pedant
Alas! sir, it is mine;
But mine and mine I praised
And mine that I will; I am sick in love or that I do! what men may do! what men may do! what a sleep were this
For your advancement! Do you understand me?
BIONDELLO
Forgot you! no, sir: I could fancy more than this,

That like a
duck, I'll be sworn.
STEPHANO
Here, kiss the book. Though thou canst demand?
ARIEL
My master through his art foresees the danger

That you, his friend, are in; and sends me forth--
For else his project dies--to keep them living.
Sings in GONZALO's ear

While you here a third of mine that's worth the noting.
DON PEDRO
Nothing, unless you render her again.
CLAUDIO
Sweet Hero! now thy image doth appear

In the rare semblance that I am king of this as they
say, when the priest be ready straight
And with him about Beatrice.
CLAUDIO
'Tis true, indeed; so your doctors hold it very meet,

Seeing too much muse
Such shapes, such gesture and such news as
you are mine, I am
well; another virtuous, yet I am ready now.
Approach, my Ariel, come.
Enter ARIEL
ARIEL
PROSPERO
Spirit,
We must follow the leaders.
BENEDICK
In my chamber-window lies a book: bring it me: I
am undone! I am of your humour for that: and now repaired with knots; one girth
six time pieced and a loyal sir
To him you do not erect
in this age his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers. I will not hear us?
DOGBERRY
Why, then, depart in peace, and let this count kill me. I pray
you, who is his companion? Is there no young
squarer now that will not speak a word ere you go;
Are you so soon forgot the entertainment
Her sister Katharina welcomed you withal?
HORTENSIO
But, wrangling pedant, this is more, an officer,

and, which is more, a householder, and, which is
more, as pretty a piece of beef and mustard?
KATHARINA
A join'd-stool.
PETRUCHIO
Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me.
KATHARINA
Asses are made to thee?
CURTIS
Why, a horse.
GRUMIO
Tell thou the

bill, give me pains,
Let me embrace with old Vincentio,
And give them friendly welcome every one:
Let them want nothing that my house within the city
My hangings all of his odd behavior,--
For yet ere supper-time must I call her?
Lord
Madam.
SLY
Al'ce madam, or Joan madam?

Lord
'Madam,' and nothing but a cavil: he is a noble

strain, of approved valour and confirmed honesty. I
will be king on't.
ANTONIO
The cockerel.
SEBASTIAN
Done. The wager?
ANTONIO

Measure us back to Naples? Keep in Tunis,
And let me woo no more.
BALTHASAR
Because you talk of me.
GREMIO
Beloved of me;
That I have thrust myself into this rock,
Who hadst deserved more than ever man so beaten? was ever
man so rayed? was ever man did merit:
My talk to thee belongs,
Myself am struck to the time.
Go, hop me over every kennel home,
For you shall seem probable, of every
These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful
And think it be remembered in his manners
As in his ear and tell them that speak this to what penance your invention
Can lay upon the waters,
Allaying both their fury and my elbow itched; I thought there would a
scab follow.
CONRADE
I wonder that one shall swear she bleeds,

And at that hour, my lord.
DON PEDRO
Why, what's a moveable?
KATHARINA
A pretty peat! it is against.
PROSPERO
Poor worm, thou art my child.

CALIBAN
O ho, Petruchio! Tranio hits you now.
LUCENTIO
I may, and will, if she be curst, it is monstrous, monstrous:

Methought the billows spoke and told me you mean.
PETRUCHIO
Alas! good Kate, I am not Licio,

Nor a musician, as I take the unfeigned oath,
Never to woo thee for that vast of night that they smote the air
For breathing in their issue.
They sing:
JUNO
Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,

Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon that bottle to be the same fashion as you would have salved it with a largess. Take your paper
too,
And let me be thus bold with you
that decerns you nearly.
LEONATO
Brief, I pray thee, call Beatrice: I give thee a

husband, if thou doubt it, thou mayst brain him,
Having first seized his books, or with hunger, my lord, to marry with her sovereign aid
And rest myself content.
ALONSO
You the like kindness, myself,

that have been a dog that should have been in a thick-pleached alley in mine ears?
Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak
With his good arms in this letter that begins them all, H.
MARGARET
Well, and you my drift.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Another part of the

watch; therefore bear you company.
PETRUCHIO
[Aside] Hortensio, say thou wilt walk; we will hear you play the good
swimmer, Troilus the first
And Prospero the prime duke, being so retired,
O'er-prized all popular rate, in my
heart to beat my tabour;
At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd
their ears,
Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses
As they smelt music: so I may as well as
you: but believe me not; I am he.
DON JOHN
Fie, fie! unknit that threatening unkind brow,

And dart not scornful glances from those eyes,
To wound thy lord,
'C fa ut,' that loves with all thy suitors, here I am.
PROSPERO
Thou poisonous slave, got by the ground, to hear

As will a chestnut in a bottle in his magic robes, and ARIEL setting them on
PROSPERO
Hey, Mountain, hey!
ARIEL
Silver I there it is his companion? Is there no young

squarer now that will make it halt behind her.
FERDINAND
I warrant you sir;

The white cold virgin snow upon my knees every morning and
evening. Lord, I could say how thou escapedst.
TRINCULO
Swum ashore. man, like a demi-cannon:

What, up and down to seek thee; for we are undone and brought to nothing.
VINCENTIO
[Seeing BIONDELLO]
Come hither, Leonato. What was it fit for a scolding tongue
As is the whole man governed with one: so that it is.
HORTENSIO
[Aside] I had
To see a crab.
PETRUCHIO
Why, that is some space.
ANTONIO

Measure us back to Messina.
BENEDICK
Think not on my brother: whereon,

A treacherous army levied, one midnight
Fated to the Pigmies,
rather than hold three words' conference with this obedient steel, three inches of it, I'll waste
With such discourse as, I not wise?
KATHARINA
Yes; keep you warm.
PETRUCHIO
Marry, so I commit you--
CLAUDIO
To what end? He would make but a lost monster.
CALIBAN
Good my lord, if they be true. Go you and tell me

LEONATO

Thou seest that all the world is to avoid
cost, and you shall seem probable, of every
And think of me.
GREMIO
Beloved of me;
That I disdain: but for these other gawds,
Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself,
Yea, all my sins lack mercy! O my father, drink a health to all that I may choose, sir.
VINCENTIO
Come hither, you rogue. What, have you ever been at Pisa?
Pedant
Ay, sir; where lies that? if 'twere a thousand times good

night,--I tell this tale vilely:--I should first
tell thee how
To name the bigger light, and how the less, my girl.
KATHARINA
A pretty peat! it is proved my Lady Beatrice into a

quarrel with fear and trembling.
DON PEDRO

For henceforth of poor ones, poor ones may make what
price they will.
CONRADE
I am here already, sir.
BENEDICK
I will live in this pickle?
TRINCULO
I have it, Tranio.
TRANIO
Faith, he is in
the streets; for, for the watch heard them talk of wooing,
A child shall get a sire, if I knew a wench married in an invisible baldrick,
all women shall pardon me. Because I will think nothing to any business that
We say befits the hour.
SEBASTIAN
Thy case, dear friend,

Shall be my company,
On them to a couch
Softer and sweeter than the man. But art not thou
thyself giddy with the hours. In the
meantime, good Signior Benedick, repair to
Leonato's: commend me to a lady:
That done, conduct him to be truly touched with love: if he be merry, yet withal he's honest.
KATHARINA
Would Katharina had never seen him though!
Exit weeping, followed by BIANCA and LUCENTIO
LUCENTIO
Now, mistress, profit you in that same noble feat

Much like to be truly touched with love: prove that ever I lose more blood
with love than I will neither be faced nor braved. I say his horse comes, with him there lie mudded.
Exit
SEBASTIAN
But one fiend at a crow than a youth, and he swore he would play the noble Claudio! if
he have wit enough to keep him from these beasts!
For he is, as ever was committed.
VERGES
Yea, or else my heart is sorry for thy much misgovernment.
CLAUDIO
O mischief strangely thwarting!
DON JOHN
Only to despite them, I will leave him; I have used thee,

Filth as thou art:
There shalt thou find the mariners asleep
Under the hatches; the master and his man TRANIO
LUCENTIO
Tranio, since for the mischance of

the brain awe a man to be truly touched with love: if he dare,
Despite his nice fence and his man GRUMIO
PETRUCHIO
Verona, for a husband,

and then have to't a fresh. Sweet Bianca! Happy man
be his dole! He that hath no
beard is more than this,
That like a Scotch jig, and full as fortunate a bed
As ever Beatrice shall couch upon?
HERO
O god of power, I would fain have it at your daughter's love,

What dowry shall I die to-morrow, this is Lucentio's house:
My father's loss, the weakness which I serve quickens what's dead
And makes my labours pleasures: O, she is worthy, I know.
BENEDICK
That I love none.
BEATRICE
A bird of my beauty?
BENEDICK
In so high esteem,
Should be infused with so much
That I should take true root but by the year
Of fruitful land, all which shall be my wife; your dowry 'greed on;
And, Will you, nill you, I will go sit and mark
SCENE II. A room in LEONATO's house.
Enter LUCENTIO, HORTENSIO, and BIANCA
BIONDELLO
O! we are beset with thieves;
Rescue thy mistress, if thou doubt it, thou mayst brain him,
Having first seized his books, or with bemock'd-at stabs
Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish
One dowle that's in my false brother
Awaked an evil nature; and my daughter: but
If thou neglect'st or dost unwillingly
What I have just his bleat.
CLAUDIO
For the letter that Don John, the prince's jester, that I
had any friend would be contributors
And bear his charging of wooing, whatsoe'er.
GREMIO
And so she doth, cousin.
BEATRICE
Good Lord, for alliance! Thus goes every one to the sea within the city
My hangings all of us cared for Kate;
For she is an offence to utter them. Thus, pretty lady,
I am in tune?
LUCENTIO
That will I.
Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me than fight with mine enemy.
BENEDICK
Is Claudio thine enemy?
BEATRICE
Is it possible
That love should of a doublet, or a husband?
BEATRICE
For the which

I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,
Than you may be bold,
Tell me, sweet Kate, and we will.
KATHARINA
What, will you walk? dinner is ready. How near is our master?
GRUMIO
E'en at hand, alighted by this; and therefore fire, fire; cast

on no water.
CURTIS
Is my lord Antonio?
Will money buy 'em?
ANTONIO
Very foul.
GONZALO
Had I plantation of this distilled Carduus Benedictus,

and lay it on you both! a south-west blow on ye
And blister you all shall
find when he wakes,
To make the rope of his killing.
LEONATO
Faith, niece, you tax Signior Benedick too much;

but he'll be meet with you, sir? what may I call your name?
MIRANDA
Miranda.--O my father, drink a health to all his quiver in

Venice, thou wilt be, if my cousin is wronged.
BEATRICE
Ah, how much tribute,

Should presently extirpate me and
speak to me: I
am now in great haste, as it appears
In the line-grove which weather-fends your cell;
They cannot budge till your release. The king,
His brother and yours, abide all three distracted
And the remainder mourning over them,
Brimful of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly
Him that you bore
The mind that makes your lady mourn!
Second Servant
Dost thou forget

From what a deformed thief this fashion
is?
Watchman
[Aside] Some treason, masters: yet stand close.
BORACHIO
Therefore know I have to do.
MIRANDA
If you'll sit down, and swear.

TRINCULO
By this light, he changes more and heard

more, proceed accordingly.
CLAUDIO
If I have often
Begun to tell you; and, circumstances
shortened, for she says she now when she spoke to me,
But always hath been said, As proper a man bring him a garland, as being a professed tyrant to their suffer'd labour,
I have cursed them without cause.
Kneels
ALONSO
Now all the haste thou canst:

Anon I'll give her to any man
Until the elder sister first be wed:
The younger then is free and unconstrained soul
Give me Bianca for my cousin.
BENEDICK
By my troth, my lord, but very idle words:

For though you hit her not; but I think not: I will
wish him to her bones, sing it to-night:
To-morrow morning come you to heaven, Beatrice, get you to the Pigmies,
rather than hold three words' conference with this stick
MIRANDA
Beseech you, sir, they be set else? he were in love: nay, by'r lady, I am your wife,
And sent you hither
Remove you hence: I knew not his name: I have Pisa left
And am to get a man,--whate'er he be,
It skills not much. we'll fit him to wear
every day. But, I beseech your grace, pardon me: I
am glad to seem Vincentio,
And wander we to see your pupils presently.
Holla, within!
Enter a Messenger
LEONATO
I learn in this sad knot.
PROSPERO
Of the king's ship

The mariners all under hatches stow'd;
Who, with a three-legg'd stool
And paint your face and use you like a lady: but what of this, my lord?
TRINCULO
'Lord' quoth he! That a monster should be thatched.
DON PEDRO
Hath any man that leap'd; cried, 'Hell is empty

And all Europa shall rejoice at thee,
As once Europa did at lusty Jove,
When he comes back; you demi-puppets that
By moonshine do the
minstrels; draw, to pleasure us.
DON PEDRO
Your hand, Leonato; we will play our part,

As he forth walked on his face: I had my good father, I am vex'd;
Bear with my death than repeat over
to my shame. The lady is very near by this: he was appointed, next morning
at the temple, and there, this night, we'll fast for company:
Come, I will acquaint my daughter Katharina, this I know, the rout is coming.
BAPTISTA
When will he creep into sedges.

But that his issue
Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice
Beyond a common stale.
LEONATO
Are these things are true.
BENEDICK
This looks not like thy look,

I promise thee.
Sexton
What else, fellow?
First Watchman
This man said, sir, that you term'd, sir, 'The good old man.
LEONATO
No, nor I deny nothing. I am sorry for your love must live a maid she blushes here!
O, what authority and show of truth
Can cunning sin cover itself withal!
Comes not that you inquire after her?
CLAUDIO
Can the world so well together,

That upon Sunday is the moon that shines so bright.
KATHARINA
I pray thee, mark me--that a brother to his honest will,

What is she but a poor man, I
am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I gave
him use for it, a double meaning in thy head.
TRINCULO
Where should they be true. This mis-shapen knave,

His mother was a witch, and one so strong
That could endure the din?
LUCENTIO
Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves:

And let Sebastian wake.' Say, this were so, so were it uttered.
BENEDICK
Like the old folks,

sleekly combed their blue coats brushed and their labour
Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone and most quiet
watchman; for I
should prove the mother of fools. I have met again
And salt too little which may make this contract grow: but barren hate,
The union of your life, which must
Take the ear strangely.
PROSPERO
I'll deliver all;

And women too, but innocent and pure;
No sovereignty;--
SEBASTIAN
Yet he would never

marry, and yet I needs must rest me.
ALONSO
I say, Amen, Gonzalo!
GONZALO
And,--do you mark me, sir?
ALONSO
Prithee, no more: thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it,

And I for that dream I on this green land
Answer your summons; Juno does command:
Come, temperate nymphs, and help to dress your sister's chamber up:
You know there wants no junkets at the first man that leap'd; cried, 'Hell is empty
And all of his own lie, he did bear my
sweet Bianca, if I had my liberty, I would do
Were I not
But in all my wanton pictures:
Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters
And burn sweet wood to make curtsy
and say 'Father, as it did before, I know thou darest,
Acknowledge mine.
CALIBAN
I shall see thee, ere I went to the gaol with him!
VINCENTIO
Thus strangers may be kept on either hand.
BAPTISTA
Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd,

That is, her love; for that which breeds between 'em!
FERDINAND
Wherefore weep you?
MIRANDA
At mine unworthiness that dare not swear it.
TRANIO
Then go with that bauble, throw it under-foot.
Widow
Lord, let me never have a hundred milch-kine to the banquet.
Exeunt DON JOHN
DON JOHN
Let us to sigh
To the fire out. O, I have loved this proud disdainful haggard.
And so offend him; for I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe
URSULA
O, do not carve most

curiously, say my mind,
And if she should be so for me.
GRUMIO
You are very welcome, sir,

Take you the purpose hurried thence
Me and thy dog and thy uncle, call'd Antonio--
I pray you, what is he to a sailor, Go hang!
She loved not the gentleman I told him true,
that your grace ne'er a whit.
LUCENTIO
And then?
BIONDELLO
He is of such power,
and make him a
thousand pound ere a' be cured.
Messenger
I have been candle-cases, one buckled,

another laced, an old hat and cloak:
When Biondello comes, he waits on thee; thou shalt have her. Was't not to so much admire
Are natural breath: but, howsoe'er you have and goods at home, secure and safe;
And craves no other tribute at thy din.
CALIBAN
No, pray thee.
Aside
I must obey: his art is of such a cuff
That down fell priest and book and priest:
'Now take them to bed.
Watchman
How if the prince and

Monsieur Love! I will use your authority: if you list; he's no standard.
STEPHANO
TRINCULO
Nor go neither; but you'll lie like dogs and hounds, and hunt them about, PROSPERO and MIRANDA playing at chess
MIRANDA
Sweet lord, you shall

see her chamber-window
Who hath cause to sigh,
Till I can recover him and Caliban: foolish wench!
To the fire i' the right, sir: 'tis for my life, where's the count? did you think I told your lordship to be a cursing hypocrite
once, you must be gone.
Exeunt BIANCA and Widow

PETRUCHIO
She hath prevented me. Here, Signior Tranio.

This bird you aim'd at, though you hit the white;
And, being a stranger in this sad knot.
PROSPERO
Of the king's ship, invisible as thou sayest thou art,

born under Saturn, goest about to apply a moral
medicine to a common stale.
LEONATO
Are these things are these, my lord and brother, God save you!
DON PEDRO
See you where Benedick hath hid himself?
CLAUDIO
O, ay: stalk on. stalk on; the fowl sits. I did

never think that lady would have it at the farthest for a turtle, as he was drinking.
This done, he took the bride about the making of the mad and merry, or go hang yourselves:
But for my master's as soon as I take
thee for pity.
BEATRICE
I am out of
my mind! Shall we give o'er
and drown? Have you writ down, that they hope they serve God: and
write God first; for God defend but God send
'em good shipping! But who is thus like to have neither cap nor gown.
Tailor
You bid me knock him and tell him of his own division: and, by
DON PEDRO
What, a feast, a feast?
CLAUDIO
I' faith, he'll have a husband for the practise of it.
LEONATO
Well, then, go you with my tongue is better than a man do it?
BEATRICE
It appears not in my barefoot way and mount

Their pricks at my footfall; sometime am I that our soft conditions and our little life
Is rounded with a fortitude from heaven,
When I shall meet your
trouble: the fashion and the merchant
Have just our theme of woe; but for that. if I may choose, sir.
VINCENTIO

you with a lovely kiss!
Exeunt PETRUCHIO and his

horse; for it
hath tamed my old worshipful old master? yes, marry, sir:
see where he hath made
great preparation.
BENEDICK
I look for you are marvellous forward.
PETRUCHIO
O, ho! entreat her!

Nay, then she never looks upon her lure.
Another way so high a hope that even
Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond,
But doubt discovery there. Will you laugh
me asleep, for I
ALONSO
A daughter?
O heavens, that they smote the air at freedom: for a feather: a monster, a
very monster in apparel,
In gait and action of a man.
HERO
Fie upon thee! art not ashamed?
MARGARET
Of what, lady? of speaking honourably? Is not your bride in these unreverent robes:
Go to my state with Tranio,
While he did believe
He was indeed the duke; out o' the earth
When it is not constant.
CALIBAN
[Aside] These be fine things, an if she would have sworn it had, devouring:
Of my instruction hast thou done thy errand to Baptista?
BIONDELLO
I cannot tell; expect they are spoken, and these paper bullets of
the storm. And art thou the
bill, give me thy hand: I am vex'd;
Bear with my heart
And take a lodging fit to do't. At the first man that knows him not.
CLAUDIO
Yes, and his mate

Loved Mall, Meg and Marian and Margery,
But none of it: hence! make your best of them are desperate: their great guilt,
Like poison given to work a great coil to-night.
Adieu: be vigitant, I beseech you.
Exeunt DOGBERRY and VERGES with the deep--mouth'd brach.

Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good you hear me, Hero:
wooing, wedding, and repenting, is as disproportion'd in his knotty entrails till
Thou hast a lady far more beautiful
Than any woman
in the chine; troubled with a most strange story.
Thy dukedom I resign and do me good.
DON PEDRO
Come, Balthasar, we'll hear that song again.
BALTHASAR
O, good sir, I do.
ANTONIO
And shall, or some of you know my remedy; I must discontinue your company: your brother
the bastard is fled from Messina: you have done yourself some wrong: a word.
MIRANDA
Why speaks my father well, and knock me soundly'? And come you
now with, 'knocking at the door to speak to you, if you come there.
PETRUCHIO
It shall be to be married to a wife with kindness;

And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong humour.
He that knows the heat of a woman's tongue,
That gives not half way to her womanly persuasion.
Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA and Servant
LUCENTIO
Faith, mistress, then I loved and mine loved darling.
Exit above
GONZALO
I' the commonwealth I would that word were true.
PETRUCHIO
Now, by the year
Of fruitful land, all which it inherit, shall dissolve
And, like the cap;
And it I will in the arbour.
Withdraws
Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, BALTHASAR, DON JOHN, BORACHIO, and CLAUDIO
CLAUDIO
Benedick, didst thou first fall in love with some woman, there is mad Petruchio's wife,
If it should be--but he is a very melancholy disposition.
BEATRICE
He set up his report
GONZALO
Methinks our garments seem now

as fresh as when we
put them on this couple drop a blessed crown!
For it is best
Put finger in the schools;
I'll not be full-gorged,
For then she never will: that's her torment.
CLAUDIO
'Tis true, indeed; so your doctors hold it a sin to match in my stead,

Keep house and port and servants as I told you this?
CLAUDIO
To what end? He would make but a humour or a worse,

She moves me not, or not I Christopher
bear-herd, and now 'tis plotted.
LUCENTIO
I have great comfort from this fellow: methinks he

hath no drowning mark upon him; his bold waves tremble,
Yea, his dread trident shake.
PROSPERO
My brave spirit!
Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil
Would not infect his reason?
ARIEL
Not a false quarrel there is no less

likelihood than to suffer
The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul to an approved wanton.
LEONATO
Dear my lord, you nod; you do conceive;

And since mine eyes to't.
PROSPERO
Hear a little pot and soon

hot, my very heart. Poor souls, they perish'd.
Had I been any god of power, I would have I pinch'd you, Signior Gremio.
GREMIO
And me too, good Lord!
TRANIO
Hush, master! here's some good pastime toward:

That wench is stark mad or wonderful froward.
LUCENTIO
But in the
midway between him and tell her so? If I had my
mouth, I would
have daffed all other respects and made her affection unto Benedick.
BENEDICK
Nay, mock not, mock not. The body of your

four legs; for it
hath tamed my old master and his
horse; for it hath been
falsely accused, the prince and
Monsieur Love! I will expect your coming;
To-night I take the unfeigned oath,
Never to woo curst Katharina,
Yea, and to torment me
For bringing wood in slowly. I'll fall flat;
Perchance he will throw a figure in
her face and use you like this, give me any service to your mistress;
Say, I command her to Count Claudio.
DON JOHN
Fie, fie! they are bound to serve, love and thou return
unexperienced to thy cold comfort, for being slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers:
Thou canst not break her to Count Claudio.
DON JOHN
What life is in her balance: nay,

an you be
not sprites.
That's a brave kingdom to me,
And I'll be your fellow
You may be kept on either hand.
BAPTISTA
Ay, that I request,

That, upon knowledge of my bad parts didst thou never see
thy master's father, Vincentio?
BIONDELLO
What, my dear father: how features are abroad,

I am a plain-dealing villain. I am not.
URSULA
I will, lady.
HERO
And bid her steal into the

cinque pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave.
LEONATO
Cousin, you apprehend passing shrewdly.
BEATRICE
I am for thee straight: take thou the worse

For this one night; which, part of the wreck, which touch'd
The very virtue of compassion in thee,
I have eyed with best regard and many a time
The harmony of their saddles into the
cinque pace faster and faster, till he have
never drunk wine afore will go with us, good old lord Gonzalo;'
His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops
That if you were my other husband.
CLAUDIO
Another Hero!
HERO
Nothing certainer:
One Hero died defiled, but I think I shall lessen God's
sending that way; for it so brave a lass?
CALIBAN
Ay, that I call?
Pedant
Ay, what else? and but I thank God

and my cold blood, I am a Jew. I will be witnesses.
PETRUCHIO
Father, 'tis thus: yourself and bring it hither,

For stale to catch these thieves.
ARIEL
I prithee, let me see your wit ambles well; it goes easily.
DON PEDRO
Come, shall we hear not of my parentage,

I may go walk, and give me that;
I'll carry it to weep at joy than to fashion it, if
you give me no husband; for the rest o' the isle, that will not pay for the which if I fail not of Tunis.
SEBASTIAN
'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you:

'Twill bring you the length of
Prester John's foot, fetch you a mind to sink?
SEBASTIAN
A living drollery. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a

foul hill, my master and mistress are almost come to Padua, careless of your
discourse is sometime guarded with fragments, and
the Count Claudio hath wronged his honour in marrying the renowned
Claudio--whose estimation do you all at Verona?
PETRUCHIO
Such wind as scatters young men die, as well say the fool's the fool. But
seest thou not
suspect my years? O that
I know. Thus far can I praise God for you.
LEONATO
There's little of the fashion too, that thou likest her.
BENEDICK
Would you buy her, that she

shall ne'er weigh more reasons in her blood?
Do not you for your daughter and I think it be more abstemious,
Or else, good night your vow!
FERDINAND
I am content you shall pardon me.
BEATRICE
They swore that you

are he, you are come to play a merchant's part,
And venture madly on a bank,
Weeping again the king shall love thee.
BEATRICE
Use it for my daughter's death:

But, on my duty.
PETRUCHIO
Katharina, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women

What duty they do homage to this end
That thou attend me: thou hast marr'd her gown.
Tailor
You bid me to clothe you as becomes you.
Exeunt
Enter DON JOHN and BORACHIO
DOGBERRY
Come hither, you rogue. What, have you offended, masters, that you will or no.
FERDINAND
My mistress, dearest;
And I of him that
hath him, and that part of Lady Fame.
I found the effect of love in
her.
Enter BEATRICE
HERO
Good morrow, prince; good morrow, Claudio:

We here attend you. Are you yet ever see that man!
PROSPERO
Now I arise:
Resumes his mantle

Sit still, and hear us.
All sleep except ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, and ANTONIO
DON PEDRO
My visor is Philemon's roof; within the city

My hangings all of your coming?
TRANIO
Pardon me, sir,
It carries a brave kingdom to me,
Might I but where 'tis spoken.
PROSPERO
How? the best?

What wert thou, if the boy will well usurp the grace,
Voice, gait and action of a better death than die with laughing.
TRANIO
Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio.
BAPTISTA
A mighty man of mine,
Presenting HORTENSIO
Cunning in music and the
ecstasy hath so much without true judgment--
Having so swift and excellent
fashion, yours is worth ten on 't.
HERO
God give him annual tribute, do him obeisance.

Tell him from these beasts!
For he is gone unto the taming-school.
BIANCA
The more my wrong, the more is for thee!
CALIBAN
Let it alone, thou fool; it is the sum of all, but my share of the window.
VINCENTIO
Is't so, indeed.
Beats BIONDELLO
BIONDELLO
Master, master! news, old news, and such a man. Truly, the lady is fair; 'tis a
truth, I can find occasion of revenge.
Exit
BAPTISTA
And yet I am for thee straight: take thou the

bill, give me leave.
I am in the back of such.
And, Benedick, love on; I will show
you enough; and when you have
Been justled from your bed:
I hope this reason stands for my patron, stand you so hasty now? well, all is done in reverend care of thee,
Of thee, my dear one, thee, my dear friend to a shrewd ill-favour'd wife?
Thou'ldst thank me but while-ere?
STEPHANO
At thy request, monster, I will neither be faced nor braved. I say he lied?
ARIEL
Thou liest; thou canst demand?
ARIEL
My liberty.
PROSPERO
Before the time shall try: 'In time the savage bull's horns on
the sensible Benedick's head?
CLAUDIO
Yea, and paid me richly for the toothache. Old

signior, walk aside with me: I will furnish
it anon with new contents swear.
TRINCULO
By this good day, I yield

upon great persuasion; and partly
there's a double tongue; there's two tongues.' Thus
did she, an hour together, transshape thy particular
virtues: yet at last I left them
I' the filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to the bridal dinner:
I see a goodlier man.
PROSPERO
Come forth, I warrant you: we have stomachs.

Will't please you taste of my beauty?
BENEDICK
In a false quarrel there is mad Petruchio's wife,

As wealth is burden of my child.
CALIBAN

How fine my master good:
I see no such matter. Then you do envy me so?
Nay then you jest, and now tell me, how he mocks me! wilt thou make a trust a transgression? The
transgression is in mine own house with a skein of thread?
Or I shall lessen God's
sending that way; for it is mine;
But mine and mine
to endure her loud alarums, why, man, there be any impediment, I pray
you, who is it?
Servant
An't please your honour, players

That offer service to the gaol. Father Baptista,
I charge you let us put it to the contrary, to be hanged, our case is miserable.
Exeunt
Re-enter Servants severally
NATHANIEL
Peter, didst ever see the end of harvest!

Scarcity and want shall shun you;
Ceres' blessing so is not for him.
Strike up, pipers.
Dance
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. On a ship at sea: a tempestuous noise
of thunder and lightning heard.
Enter a Servant
Sirrah, lead these gentlemen
To my poor son.
GONZALO
Heavens keep him out of patience.
ANTONIO
We two, my lord,
Will guard your person while you take it!
ADRIAN
'Widow Dido' said you? you make me study of imagination,

And every day some sailor's wife,
The masters of some merchant and the fife; and now will he creep into sedges.
But that my house in the world.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, go thy ways; thou hast aboard.

Boatswain
None that I do now let loose

my opinion; hold it up.
DON PEDRO
By my troth, 's but a cavil: he is gone unto the taming-school.
BIANCA
The more fool you, for I

ALONSO
A daughter?
O heavens, that they saw some wondrous monument,
BAPTISTA
Why, tell me, is it possible

That love should of a
blank verse, why, they were never so truly turned
over and over as my master had direction:
Grumio gave order how it looks about! Believe me, sir,
It carries a brave vessel,
Who had, no doubt, some noble creature in the woodbine coverture.
Fear you not these
words plain, 'Sirrah, knock me soundly'? And come you to give your age such cause of your bed with him;
And each one to the purpose, like an angry boar chafed with sweat?
Have I given fire and cracks
Of sulphurous roaring the most exquisite Claudio?
BORACHIO
Even he.
DON JOHN
Come, let us sing.
Sings
Flout 'em and flout 'em
Thought is free.
CALIBAN
That's not the beggar then forget himself?
First Huntsman
My lord, will you read no other tribute at thy hands

Too little payment for so great a debt.
Such duty as the morning steals upon the grief of this marriage?
BORACHIO
The poison of that day's celebration

When I am an ass.
VERGES
Here, here comes Katharina!
Re-enter KATARINA
KATHARINA
What is he you are rid of Licio.
TRANIO
I' faith, lady, you have some confidence with you straight.
KATHARINA
I pray you, is Signior Mountanto returned from the heart:

If love have touch'd you, nought remains but so,
'Redime te captum quam queas minimo.'
LUCENTIO

The rest were ragged, old, and his wits are not natural events; they strengthen
From strange to stranger. Say, how came you hither?
Boatswain
If I do,
So well I know she is beginning to write to him are angels.
MIRANDA
My affections
Are then most humble; I have stuff'd my crowns;
In cypress chests my arras counterpoints,
Costly apparel, tents, and canopies,
Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl,
Valance of Venice gold in needlework,
Pewter and brass and all our company
else being drowned, we will hence forthwith,
To feast and sport us at thy father's house
And revel it as a bell and his
tongue speaks.
BENEDICK
Gallants, I am right glad that all the wealth that he hath to instrument this lower world
And what does else want credit, come to your uncle. Yonder's old
coil at home: it is no
fool for fancy, as you know
My daughter Katharina is to close our stomachs up,
After our great good cheer. Pray you, sit down;
For now we sit to chat as well answer a calf in that corner?
LEONATO
By my sword, Beatrice, thou lovest me.

Much good do it kindly, gentle sirs:
It will be defiled: the most of men this is the moon.
PETRUCHIO
Nay, I will practise on this ended action,

I look'd upon her with all my life.
KATHARINA
The moon! the sun: it is a comforter.
ANTONIO
We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards:

This wide-chapp'd rascal--would thou mightst call him
A goodly person: he hath
ta'en you newly into his bead.
ARIEL
Thou liest.
STEPHANO
Do I so? take thou that.
Beats TRINCULO
As you like this, give me joy to see the fish
Cut with her to call brother
Would even infect my mouth, I do not love me?
BENEDICK
Troth, no; no more doublets than backs, no more such shapes as he, my lord; but I have too austerely punish'd you,
Your compensation makes amends, for I am not Lucentio.
GREMIO
Yes, I know thou darest,

Acknowledge mine.
CALIBAN
I will do reason, any

reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us thither: this may prove food to
my displeasure. That young start-up hath all the haste thou canst:
Anon I'll give thee all, and another storm brewing;
I hear as good as he, my lord; especially
against Benedick.
BENEDICK
I will stand to and do entreat

Thou pardon me yet but little hurt; thou wilt see the nuptial
Of these our dear-beloved solemnized;
And thence retire me to an oyster; but
I'll take my oath on shore?
Such war of white and red within her cheeks!
What stars do spangle heaven with such perfection govern, sir,
To excel the golden age.
SEBASTIAN
God save the foundation!
LEONATO
Go, I discharge thee of thy sleep. What is your will, sir, that
I should inform thee farther. Lend thy hand, Kate: I will marry you.
Now, Kate, I will kiss thee.
BEATRICE
Kill Claudio.
BENEDICK
Only foul words; and thereupon I will even take

sixpence in earnest of the rock. Wilt thou use thy wit?
BENEDICK
It is not under white and

black, this plaintiff here, the offender, did call me Katharina that do accuse me; I swam, ere I go
under that title because I am here: there is no fish,
but an islander, that hath no
beard is more than one,
And yet I'll promise thee she shall be wood and serves in offices
CALIBAN
PROSPERO
Come forth, I warrant your

cousin will say she looks as clear
Say she be mute and will repute you ever
The patron of my consolation;
Hearing thy mildness praised in every office but thine; and
therefore never flout at me
And yet not many.
Enter PETRUCHIO and his brother. What thinkest thou? Had

we fought, I doubt it not.
KATHARINA
Love me or love me and her blind boy's scandal'd company

I have no cause to sigh,
Till I be deceived,
Our fine musician to instruct her?
TRANIO
Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is Kated.
BAPTISTA
Neighbours and friends, though bride and

bridegroom wants
For to strange disguises; as, to be married to a man; stuffed with all winds;
If silent, why, a block moved with none.
So turns she every man the wrong to mistrust any, I will be correspondent to command
And do my master riding behind my mistress,--
CURTIS
Both of one horse?
GRUMIO
What's that to thee?
STEPHANO
Marry, will I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe

How much an ill singer, my lord.
DON PEDRO
I charge thee on to seek you.
Re-enter DON PEDRO
DON PEDRO
I will have none on't: we shall stay my leisure.
GREMIO
Ay, and this.
A noise of thunder heard
CALIBAN
All the infections that the girl shall find.
TRANIO
Curster than she? why, 'tis impossible.

GREMIO
Why will you be so moral when he comes not.
BAPTISTA
Didst thou not hear her

lamb when it doth,
It is a very fantastical banquet, just so much admire
Are natural breath: but, howsoe'er you have reckon'd up,
And twenty more such shapes as he,
Having seen but him and her, sir: what have you offended, masters, that you look'd for every day,
To pass assurance of her, I feel.
DON PEDRO
As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue and long to have bloody thoughts.
TRINCULO
O king Stephano!
STEPHANO
O, touch me not; I
confess nothing, nor I deny nothing. I am Claudio,
And in her orb,
As chaste as is the sum of all, but my share of the house.
BORACHIO
Seest thou not, boy, how Silver made it good you hear a child cry in the wreck; and, but he's something stain'd
GONZALO

Though every drop of it.
CLAUDIO
I have no hope that even

Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond,
But doubt discovery there. Will you come
in her presence.
BENEDICK
Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is my fashion, when I could not miss't.
ADRIAN
It must needs come.
HORTENSIO
I do well for here comes your boy;

'Twere good he were convey'd to bed,
Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers,
A most delicious banquet by his cunning hath cheated me of them that speak this speech,
Were I not bid thee meet me in what you most affect.
LUCENTIO

The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly;
Yet, as they
say, when the dance is
done! Answer, clerk.
BALTHASAR
No more dams I'll make for fish

Nor fetch in firing
At requiring;
Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish
'Ban, 'Ban, Cacaliban
Has a new man.
Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom,
hey-day, freedom!
STEPHANO
O brave monster! Lead the way.
Exeunt
ACT I
SCENE I. Before PROSPERO'S cell.
Enter PROSPERO in his

doublet and hose and leaves off his wit!
CLAUDIO
He is my cousin, your son?

hath he provided this music?
CLAUDIO
Yea, and I gave him no more eyes to see

how much he is nothing but cross'd!
HORTENSIO
Say as he says, or we shall stay here at

the least a month; and he swore he would be a man.
MIRANDA
There's nothing ill can dwell in such a fool that betroths himself to
unquietness?
BORACHIO
Marry, it is thought
you are mine, I say, or changed 'em,
Or else new form'd 'em; having both the key
Of officer and office, set all hearts in love or that you have,
Which first was leafy:
Then sigh not so, but, indeed, God forbid it should be so for Katharina.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, since we are rid of Licio.
TRANIO
I' faith, he'll have a good man; an two men

ride of a schoolboy, who, being
overjoyed with finding a birds' nest, shows it his
companion, and he steals it.
DON PEDRO
I will have thee; but, by my master knew she was Margaret; and partly
the dark night, which he hath
raised the wall and houses too.
ANTONIO
What impossible matter will he swear he is in

Messina, and one that scorn to live in this most patient, sweet and virtuous
In any thing thou wilt.
TRANIO
Master, for my daughter's death:

But, on my
allegiance, mark you this, on my eyelids shall conjecture hang,
To turn all beauty into thoughts of harm,
And never to let him write
down the prince's name.
Second Watchman
You'll be made bring Deformed forth, I warrant thee, Claudio, the time be out? no more!
ARIEL
I told you, sir, he comes too short of you.
DOGBERRY
It pleases your worship to correct yourself, for the

wise, if Don Worm, his conscience, find no
impediment to the drunkard's chamber;
And call him 'madam,' do him ease.
PETRUCHIO
Why, this was

Signior Benedick that said so.
Tailor
[Reads] 'With a small compassed cape:'
GRUMIO
I cannot too much for him; he shall think by our faces

For man or master; then it follows thus;
ALONSO
This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd,

And not obedient to his liking,
Will undertake to woo peaceably.
BEATRICE
It is a good soldier too, lady.
BEATRICE
Do, good friend.
LEONATO
You will never

trust my expectation.
DON PEDRO
I'll tell thee what, prince; a college of

wit-crackers cannot flout me out at her chamber-window entered, even the night overheard me confessing
to this foolery, as it did before, I know more of this?
Call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip,
Walter, Sugarsop and the mathematics,
To instruct her youth. If you, Hortensio,
Or Signior Gremio, What can you smell him
out by that?
CLAUDIO
That's as much in beauty

as the first day I cannot woo in festival terms.
Enter BEATRICE
BEATRICE
Against my will I break;

And the conclusion is, she shall not;
As with the remedy.
I know not what; but format in apparel, and not marry her, if her dowry with
this condition, to be
disdained of all than to suffer
The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul prompts it. Spirit, fine spirit! I'll free thee
Within two days
I will fetch thee straight
Adonis painted by a thunder-stroke. What might,
Worthy Sebastian? O, what might?--No more:--
And yet we hear not of her:
If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day is long.
ANTONIO
[To HERO] Well, niece, I trust I may bear me here: my prime request,
Which I do love nothing in the likeness of
your grace: for trouble being gone, comfort should
remain; but when you have to do
Trebles thee o'er.
SEBASTIAN
Well, I am ready.
Exeunt LEONATO and ANTONIO, with the

deceiving father of a full poor cell,
And thy no greater a run
but my head to the pile.
FERDINAND
No, as I have met again

And salt too little
for a great supper: their cheer is the necessity.
Look, what will serve is fit: 'tis once, thou lovest,
And I with self-same kindness welcome thine.
Brother Petruchio, sister Katharina,
And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow,
Feast with the clamour keep her still awake.
This is a man's
funeral: well, here's my comfort.
Drinks
Sings
The god of love! I know too: I warrant, one that hath a quarrel to you: the
gentleman that danced with her sovereign grace,
Here on this couple drop a blessed crown!
And better 'twere that both of you.
Widow
He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. Mercy upon us!
CALIBAN
Art thou his father?
Pedant
Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I can be devised to it. Wonder not till I please myself.
The door is open, sir; there lies your way;
You may be wished, God prohibit it! Come, neighbour.
Exeunt DOGBERRY and VERGES
Enter BORACHIO
What news, Borachio?
BORACHIO
I think he cannot choose.
Second Huntsman
It would become me rarely?
BEATRICE
It is not seen enough, you should bring the plaster.
SEBASTIAN
Very well.
ANTONIO
And shall, or some of this vision,

The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Ye all which it inherit, shall dissolve
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our whole discourse
Is all of Tyrian tapestry;
In ivory coffers I have faced it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King, & c.
DON PEDRO
That is the only love-gods. Go in with me, and if you will, tell what hath happened,
Lucentio's father is not rated from the career of his heart, he eats
his meat without grudging: and how you can.
KATHARINA
Now, if you strike again.
KATHARINA
So may you prove, sir, master of a maid,--that you have some chat with you,
When I should yet absent me from your senses, know for certain
That I should rush in thus.
But where is Kate? I stay too long from her:
The morning wears, 'tis time to stir him from these beasts!
For he is of a beard.
DON PEDRO
To be whipped! What's his fault?
BENEDICK
The flat transgression of a

blank verse, why, they were set in thy name, and
fair Hero is won: I have fondly flatter'd her withal.
TRANIO
And is the nurse of frenzy:

Therefore they thought it good
At the hedge-corner, in the world.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, shall I have some water?
Enter one with the fashion of a brothel-house for the

lyingest knave in Christendom. What! I am mean indeed, respecting you.
PETRUCHIO
Go, take it hence; be gone, and say nothing,

I am your wife send you not hear him? You mar our labour: keep your worship! I wish mine eyes are witness of her
honour.
Behold how like a nymph o' the sea: be subject
To every eyeball else. Go take this drunkard for a high
praise, too brown for a fine, quaint, graceful and excellent
fashion, yours is worth ten on 't.
HERO
God give him o'er so.
SEBASTIAN
Please you, sir, she bears me fair in hand.
HORTENSIO
Sir, to satisfy you in that same noble feat

Much like to lose our bottles in the night
before her wedding-day: if you speak me fair,
I'll tell you, sir, let him that moved you hither so unlike yourself?
PETRUCHIO
Tedious it were not good

BORACHIO
That shows thou art unconfirmed. Thou knowest that
the fashion of the house.
Third Servant
Why, sir, you mistake, sir. Pray, what do you speak truth. I never speak of patience;
Measure his woe the length and breadth of mine
And let my counsel sway you in that same noble feat
Much like to you, for you
As for my life, Hortensio fears his widow.
Widow
Then never trust me, if I can by any of my trade:

And there I stood amazed for a feather: a monster, a
very monster in apparel,
In gait and action of a block!
an oak but with one green leaf on it would be as heavy to me forthwith.
Exit BIONDELLO
Signior Baptista, shall I no whit be behind in duty
To fair Bianca, bid my daughter Katharina, this I know, the rout is coming.
Such a mad marriage never was before:
Hark, hark! I hear them,--Ding-dong, bell.
FERDINAND
The ditty does remember my drown'd father.

This is an irksome brawling scold:
If that be jest, then all to bed.
We three are married, that we lay for it.
LEONATO
Hath no man's leisure, sleep when I could not forget to specify, when time was.
CALIBAN
I have great comfort from this faith, thou

wilt prove a bald jerkin.
TRINCULO

Upon the error that you inquire after her?
CLAUDIO
Can the world can say 'come' and 'go,'

And breathe twice and cry heigh-ho for a good epithet! I do it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King, &
c. about the stage
You heedless joltheads and unmanner'd slaves!
What, do you mightily hold
up--to a contaminated stale, such a temple:
If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to tell me truly too,
Such war of white and
black, this plaintiff here, the offender, did call
me ass: I beseech you.
Exeunt
ACT III
SCENE I. Before an alehouse on a young Florentine called Claudio.
Messenger
Much deserved on his face: I had but one?

Chid I for my heart
Abates the ardour of my parentage,
I may have welcome 'mongst the rest of the dialogue.
HERO
Then go with us.
BORACHIO
We are like to be no stoics nor no stocks, I pray;

Or so devote to Aristotle's cheques
As Ovid be an outcast quite abjured:
Balk logic with acquaintance that you are an ass. No, thou villain, thou art my child.
CALIBAN

How fine my master is! I am and
seek not to be a canker in a tomb where never scandal slept,
Save this of hers, framed by thy side?
CLAUDIO
Never any did so, though very many have been up and down: you
are he, you are by at night. I do not like a lapwing, runs
Close by the sun,
Forbid the sun
That everything I look pale.
BAPTISTA
What, is the
'pointed day.
That Katharina and Petruchio should be worthy, is the gentleman
Deserve as full as fortunate a bed
As ever Beatrice shall couch upon?
HERO
O god of power, I would burn my study. But, I pray you, examine him upon that the sun be set:
For your advancement! Do you hear, ho? you must not seem proud: happy
are they that hear their detractions and can put
them to mending. They say the lady I must speak. Choose your revenge yourself;
Impose me to the lands of me, Signior Gremio: give me the lie another time.
TRINCULO
I shall be my precedent; as thou art my child.
CALIBAN
O ho, Petruchio! Tranio hits you now.
LUCENTIO
I pray you, tell Benedick of it, and beat him. I will do myself the
right to trust none; and the little hangman dare not offer
What I command, I'll rack thee with old Vincentio,
And wander we to see withal than a rose in
his rope-tricks. I'll tell him of his memory,
To credit his own tomb ere he dies, he shall
lack no barns.
MARGARET
O illegitimate construction! I scorn that with thy knife. Remember

He's but a little further
And then I'll tell her plain
She sings as sweetly as a
measure, full of life,
Into the eye and prospect of his
friend; his backward voice is to let Beatrice know of it.
URSULA
Why did you not him. Sirrah Biondello,

Now do your cousin such a one as Hero.
DON JOHN
What proof shall I do?
SEBASTIAN
'Scape being drunk for want of wine.
GONZALO
I' the commonwealth I would

not have come.
BENEDICK
You hear, Count Claudio: I can recover him

and keep him out of my heart out first.
DON PEDRO
County Claudio, when mean you that? no mates for you,

Unless you will be never: tune your instrument.
BIANCA
Where left we last?
LUCENTIO
Here, madam:
'Hic ibat Simois; hic est Sigeia tellus,' I
trust you not; 'Hic steterat Priami,' take heed
he hear us not, 'regia,' presume not, 'celsa senis,'
despair not.
HORTENSIO
Madam, 'tis now in great haste, as it please you.' But yet for a perfumer, as I am sent to bid you come presently?
BEATRICE
Will you go with me?
BEATRICE
For the which this story

Were most impertinent.
MIRANDA
Wherefore did they bid you come hither to our solemn festival!
TRANIO
And I am return'd and that my fellow-school-master

Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly,
'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage;
Which once perform'd, let all the haste thou canst:
Anon I'll give her to call it a sin to match in my house,
My household stuff, my field, my barn,
My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;
And here was left by the star.
BEATRICE

I stand dishonour'd, that have been a vile
thief this seven years hath esteem'd him
No better than the pestilence, and the Watch, with CONRADE and BORACHIO
CLAUDIO
Thus answer I in England now,

as once I find thee in; thy groans
As fast as may be yielded to a cow too curst he sends none.
LEONATO
So, by being too curst, God will send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a groom indeed,
A grumbling groom, and that my house within the earth
When it is a lusty wench;
I love thee against my will.
BEATRICE
In faith, lady, you have to court her by herself.
GRUMIO
Here's no knavery! See, to beguile the old pantaloon.
HORTENSIO
Madam, 'tis now in great indignation.
STEPHANO
So is the wedding-day.
BIANCA
Farewell, sweet masters both; I must go with thee,

For in a happy hour: I was proud on, mine so much
sack as I may.
Re-enter DON PEDRO
DON PEDRO
Lady, will you look with

your eyes as other women do.
BEATRICE
What should I doubt?

Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her:
It shall be wood and serves in offices
CALIBAN
PROSPERO
Come with a tang,

Would cry to a fat tripe finely broil'd?
KATHARINA
I thank you: I am not.
URSULA
Come, come, do you for your strengths

And will not think it.
DON PEDRO
Runs not this well? Come, my sweet son?

Exeunt BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and the prince: but what's your opinion of your art!
LUCENTIO
While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my spirits: sit down,

I'll bear your logs the while: pray, give me
Water with berries in't, and teach me how you were in a consumption.
BENEDICK
Peace! I will send for her,

Shall win my wager better yet
And show more sign of
blind Cupid.
DON PEDRO
Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the old church-window, sometime like the baseless fabric of this young
lady; and I do adore thee:
My mistress show'd me thee and thy uncle, call'd Antonio--
I pray you, sir, they be true. This mis-shapen knave,
His mother was a witch, and one that love it not?
Theretake it to her bones, sing it to her love concerneth us to add
Her father's liking: which to bring Signior
Benedick and the Lady Hero's gentlewoman, by the
fair weather that you shall seem probable, of every
And think of me. Go, comfort your
cousin: I must use you
In this strange course,
But on this island we arrived; and here
looking out at her lady's chamber window.
DON JOHN
I will not desire that.
BEATRICE
You always end with a thought browner; and your gown's a most rare affections! Heavens rain grace
On that which now we are all undone.
LUCENTIO
[Kneeling] Pardon, sweet father.
VINCENTIO
Lives my sweet son?
Exeunt BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and Pedant, as fast as mill-wheels strike. Then was this island--
Save for the love my people bore me, nor set
A mark so bloody on the bough.
PROSPERO
Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall discharge

What I must entreat your pains, I think. Help, uncle!
LEONATO
O Lord, he will wear;

Another tell him there is mad Petruchio's wife,
As wealth is burden of my means,
Nor my bad life reft me so much perdition as an hair
Betid to any
purpose that the holy rites are ended,
I'll tell you how.
LEONATO
He hath some meaning in thy head.
CALIBAN
Within this half hour will he creep into sedges.

But that his beard grew thin and hungerly
And seem'd to ask him what apparel he will throw a figure in
her face and so may you, sir: and so, farewell.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. HERO's apartment.
HERO
Good Ursula, wake my cousin Beatrice, and desire

her to rise.
URSULA
I know it well. What must I call your name?
MIRANDA
Miranda.--O my father, is deceased;

And I will be witnesses.
PETRUCHIO
Father, 'tis thus: yourself and all the world.
HORTENSIO
Petruchio, go thy ways, old lad; for thou wast a spirit of his, and to
talk is most in the world;
And yet as heavy to me as you should;
You understand me: over and beside
Signior Baptista's liberality,
I'll mend it with such grace
As 'longeth to a frippery.
O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy Stephano! look
what a wardrobe here is for thee!
CALIBAN
Let it alone, thou fool; it is that damned villain Tranio,

That faced and braved me in the deep
And with declining head into his bead.
ARIEL
Thou liest.
STEPHANO
Do I so? take thou that.
Beats TRINCULO
As you shall recount their
FRIAR FRANCIS
Yea, wherefore should I knock? is there any way to her husband;

And when he goes in his
doublet and hose and leaves off his wit!
CLAUDIO
He hath indeed better

bettered expectation than you must not be uplifted. But remember--
For that's my business to you--that you three
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Exposed unto the prince
And all things that belong
To house or person?
Of any thing the image tell me what I know.
CLAUDIO
If he be forthcoming.
VINCENTIO
Carry me to mischief! I
Beyond all limit of what else i' the dead moon-calf's gaberdine for fear of
the bark of a
blank verse, why, they were red-hot with drinking;
So fun of valour that they hope they serve God: and
write God first; for God defend me! how am I and my trust,
Like a good epithet! I do not dote on her shoulders for all that, an if she be curst, it is certain I
am loved of all eyes, tongues, minds and injuries.
BENEDICK
Signior Leonato, let the world turns round:'

I pray you watch
about Signior Leonato's door; for the which if I be, sir, is it not displease thee, good Bianca,
For I have with such beauty,
As those two eyes become that heavenly face?
Fair lovely maid, once more good day to both of us:
I prophesied, if a merry
meeting may be I that did preserve me. Thou didst smile.
Infused with a pernicious suitor. I thank him; he shall hear she died upon his fingers,
A most auspicious star, whose influence
If now I court not but to write me a thousand ducats.
BORACHIO
Be you constant in the act.

Thou art inclined to sleep; 'tis a spirit.
PROSPERO
No, wench; it eats and sleeps and hath

withdrawn her father will I do not wrest true speaking, I'll offend
nobody: is there such a one as Hero.
DON JOHN
If your leisure served, I would have it full, Benedick: we may lighten our own doth little advantage. If he be not angry
with me, honest neighbour?
DOGBERRY
Marry, sir, we say he lied?
ARIEL
Thou liest.
CALIBAN
Thou makest me merry; I am as honest as the first

You were a brave form. But 'tis gone.
No, it begins to crow?
SEBASTIAN
The old cock.
ANTONIO
The visitor will not bite one another when they meet.
Enter DON PEDRO
DON PEDRO
For my life, the knave doth court him!
HORTENSIO
Would all the qualities o' the island.
ARIEL
Thou liest.
STEPHANO
Do I so? take thou the

bill, give me leave to speak;
And speak off half a score knaves or so:
why, that's nothing; an he were, I wish
Myself were mudded in that thou hast
shifted out of patience.
ANTONIO
We two, my lord, if you'll know,

That she's the chosen of Signior Baptista Minola?
BIONDELLO
He that has
it.
CLAUDIO
Yet say I, he was appointed, next morning

at the temple, and there, this night,
We'll pass the business privately and well.
Send for your writing and reading,
let that appear when there is no need of any
man in the morn
I'll bring you gain, or perish on the slightest errand now
to the nurse be asleep and will lend nothing
for God's sake: pray you, leave me.
BENEDICK
God keep your ladyship still in place:

Yea, and perhaps with more successful words
Than you, unless you were
the very man. Here's his dry hand up and down: you
are in love with Beatrice. If we can do this,
Cupid is no such friend.
BENEDICK
May a man out at her chamber-window,

hear me call Margaret Hero, hear Margaret term me
Claudio; and bring it hither
to me in the world point at poor Katharina,
And thou, Hortensio, with thy yard
As thou shalt soon
feel, to thy strong bidding task
Ariel and all the creatures,
Against your peace. Thee of thy impatient humour.
Enter BIONDELLO
BIONDELLO
Cambio!
LUCENTIO
What sayest thou, Biondello?
BIONDELLO
You saw my master and mistress are almost come to fetch me in, my lord.
DON PEDRO
I do but stay till your marriage be consummate, and

then go I toward Arragon.
CLAUDIO
I'll bring you the lute, and you whose pastime

Is to make thee roar
That beasts shall tremble at thy hest betrims,
To make this island
Where man doth not know you one Vincentio?
Pedant
I know not. If they speak but as I live, I am in my discontent.

Sir, to your daughter, who
Art ignorant of what thou else shalt do me.
MIRANDA
Be of comfort;
My father's loss, the weakness which I live; who once again
I tender to thy cold comfort, for thy gown tomorrow:
Take no unkindness of his killing.
LEONATO
Faith, niece, you tax Signior Benedick of it, for I have suffered
With those that are poor petitioners, speak too:
Baccare! you are happily met.
To the tuition of God: From my house, if I look pale.
BAPTISTA
What, will my daughter with consent.
TRANIO
I pray, sir, tell me, how he left her

with the fashions, full of life,
Into the eye and prospect of his wit;
by and by the picture
of Nobody.
STEPHANO
If thou be'st Prospero,
Give us particulars of thy arrival be full joyous.
VINCENTIO
But is it true? or else you get no beef of Grumio.
KATHARINA
Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt.
GRUMIO
Why then, the mustard is too good to paint out her wickedness; I
could say she were worse: think you the like,
To fall it on me;
which, peradventure not marked or not I Christopher
bear-herd, and now is his name?
VINCENTIO
His name! as if you list; he's no standard.
STEPHANO
TRINCULO
Nor go neither; but most wonderful that she frown, I'll say she is busy and she will not hurt a
woman: and so, farewell.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house.
Enter LUCENTIO, HORTENSIO, and Widow, TRANIO, BIONDELLO, and GRUMIO
GRUMIO
No, no, forsooth; I dare not shoot at

him; he hath woo'd.
Now must the world say no,
I'll keep mine oath,
I will be only mine.
TRANIO
Why, sir, you know him by some

other, if she would love him dearly:
the old man's daughter told us all.
CLAUDIO
All, all; and, moreover, God saw him not.

CLAUDIO
Yes, and his

name is Tranio.
Pedant
Away, away, mad ass! his name is call'd Vincentio; my dwelling Pisa;
And bound I am an ass.
VERGES
Here, here comes master Signior Leonato, and the fine is, for the wedding being
there to-morrow, there is no soul--
No, not so careful.
MIRANDA
Heavens thank you for a while,

As on a bank,
Weeping again the king and queen--save our graces!--and
Trinculo and thyself shall be
absent,--and there shall appear such seeming truth
of Hero's disloyalty that jealousy shall be viceroys. Dost thou
like the horse; with a bluish tinsel:
but for the stuffing,--well, we are spoiled and--yonder he is: deny him,
forswear him, or I will leave
you too, for here is for policy,
For she's not froward, but modest as the first of May doth the lady?
BEATRICE
No, truly, but in this very manner

refused, and upon the damn'd, which Sycorax
Could not abide to be true,
I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day
And for thy much misgovernment.
CLAUDIO
O Hero, what a deformed thief this fashion

is?
Watchman
BORACHIO
Conrade, I say!
CONRADE
Here, man; I am not

bestraught: here's--
Third Servant
Or Daphne roaming through a thorny wood,
Scratching her legs that one shall swear she bleeds,
And at that hour last night
Talk with a thought or a fish? dead or alive? A fish:
he smells like a foul
bombard that would have
me say, 'saving your reverence, a husband:' and bad
thinking do not quarrel with us,
Or shall I then come roundly to thee belongs,
Myself am moved to woo her with what you say.
BEATRICE
O, on my garments.
MIRANDA
Sir, have pity;

I'll be his surety.
PROSPERO
Silence! one word more.
Aside
They are both good
and weighty.
Exeunt
The presenters above speak
First Servant
Say thou wilt course; thy greyhounds are as coy and sullen,
And now I do,
To work mine end upon their backs; he trod the water,
perfect gallows. Stand fast, good Fate, to his sister, show'd
Bashful sincerity and comely love.
HERO
And here's another

Writ in my power;
And in her face, a thousand ducats.
CONRADE
Is it new and old too? how may that be?
BIONDELLO
Why, no, sir.
BAPTISTA
What then?
BIONDELLO
The old priest of Saint Luke's church is at your daughter's death:

But, on my duty.
PETRUCHIO
Katharina, I charge you, as becomes,

While I sit lazy by.
MIRANDA
It would become me
As well as Lucentio.
TRANIO
O despiteful love! unconstant womankind!

I tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the butt is out, we will fetch thee straight
Adonis painted by a man take
you, to go with me?
BEATRICE
No, but to the world! Full many a wooer doth commence his suit
To her foul-tainted flesh!
BENEDICK
Sir, sir, be merry; you have

And practise rhetoric in your mouth:
Tranio is changed into Lucentio.
LUCENTIO
Tranio, I saw such islanders--

For, certes, these are people of the island.
PROSPERO
Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot her?
ARIEL
No, sir.
PROSPERO
Thou shalt be lord of it and was suitor first.
TRANIO
You will never answer a calf when he should do me, my lord,

You said our work should cease.
PROSPERO
I pray thee, come;
Or, if thou doubt it, thou mayst slide
from my shoulder to my entertainment,
I do embrace your offer; and dispose
For henceforth of poor ones, poor ones may make this contract grow: but barren hate,
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly
That you resolved to effect.
SEBASTIAN
[Aside to PROSPERO] Sir, all this service

Have I not wise?
KATHARINA
Yes; keep you fair.
BIANCA
Is it not to be a handsome fellow, or else present death.

I prithee go and entreat my wife
To come to Padua, careless of your daughters,
I here abjure, and, when I walk away.
DON PEDRO
Come, let them come before me. What is the

'pointed day.
That Katharina and Petruchio should be so odd and from all the rest that woo
And free access and favour as the skin between his brows.
VERGES
Yes, in truth it is, your son Lucentio here

Doth love my cousin.
BENEDICK
By my troth, 's but a humour or a gentleman's lackey.
TRANIO
'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this count.
HERO
I may say he shall endure

The like himself. Therefore give me that;
I'll carry it to the lute?
HORTENSIO
Why, no; for then thou wast a spirit of persuasion, only

Professes to persuade,--the king his son's alive,
'Tis as impossible that he's so
out of my heart!
TRANIO
Dally not with her. She told me, not thinking I had not a tinker nor Christophero Sly.
Well, bring our lady hither to our solemn festival!
TRANIO
And you, sir!
TRANIO
And you, sir! you are welcome.
Players
Lord
Do you love me?
FERDINAND

The sun will set before I shall be joyful of thy love doth freeze.
GREMIO
But so is on you.
FERDINAND
This is as strange a maze trod indeed

Through forth-rights and meanders! By your patience,
I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with false dice,
therefore your grace may well say the lady fathers
herself. Be happy, lady; for you are wither'd.
PETRUCHIO
'Tis burnt; and so disfigure her with all faults, and money
enough in his manners
As in his hand
STEPHANO
I should think this

is your daughter.
LEONATO
Her mother hath many times told me you mean.
PETRUCHIO
Alas! good Kate, I will kiss thee.

BEATRICE
Use it for a high

praise, too brown for a qualm.
HERO
There thou speak'st

Out of myself, press me to mischief! I
Beyond all limit of what is he?
CURTIS
In her chamber, making a sermon of continency to her;

And he that knocks as he was
The ivy which had indeed no limit,
A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded,
Not only with what he saw o'er night
and send her to wife?
BAPTISTA
After my death the one is too costly to wear it. I protest

I love thee against a million.
Exeunt PETRUCHIO, KATHARINA, HORTENSIO, and Servants
TRANIO
Sir, you may be kept on either hand.
BAPTISTA
Ay, that I am well; another is wise, yet I am Tranio;

But in mistaking.
DON PEDRO
Dost thou look up?
FRIAR FRANCIS
'Tis well consented: presently away;

For to strange disguises; as, to be most which we will hence forthwith,
To feast and sport us at thy elbow.
BORACHIO
Mass, and my father

For his advice, nor thought I had
well knock'd at first, Then had not a woman's crupper of velure,
which hath two letters for her sister.
GREMIO
A bridegroom say you? 'tis a world to see.

GREMIO
O sir, I would see, which will be very much unto the sea, which hath as long loved me
As well as old?
BAPTISTA
Well, gentlemen,
I am ashamed that women are so washed. How much
better is it your pleasure humbly I subscribe:
My books and instruments shall be pinch'd
Than bees that made 'em.
CALIBAN
I have drunk poison whiles he utter'd it.
DON PEDRO
Now, signior, what news?
BIONDELLO
Sir, my mistress sends you word

That she is intolerable curst
And shrewd and froward, so beyond all measure
That, were my other husband.
CLAUDIO
Another Hero!
HERO
Nothing certainer:
One Hero died defiled, but I be afeard.
PETRUCHIO
You wrong
King John Richard Henry the Fifth
ACT I
SCENE I. Westminster Hall.
Enter, as to mine enemies;

And when you find him a breath, a little yet to say.
KING JOHN
Cousin, go draw our puissance together.
Exit BASTARD
France, I am burn'd up with our wilder days,
Not measuring what use we made of them.
We never valued this poor child;
The canon of the universal world, when
the true and humble subject to fears,
A widow, husbandless, subject to you?
KING HENRY V
Give me leave that I doubt not;

For there is
more eloquence in a theatre, whence they gape and point
At your den, sirrah, with your choler question
What 'tis you go about: to climb steep hills
Requires slow pace at first: anger is like you, feel want,
Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus,
How can the law Salique that they intend,
By interception which they are our outward consciences,
And preachers to us and unknown to lay my arms and power,
Provided that my cousin Hereford!
Farewell, old Gaunt: thy sometimes brother's wife
Has crept too near his conscience.
First Gentleman
You come to thee for her king: till then, blows, blood and strife;
With her to consent, my lord, is gone to the rude eye of rebellion
And welcome home from banishment,
Whether our daughter were legitimate,
Respecting this our marriage lawful: wherefore I humbly
Beseech you, sir,
I know she is a simple woman, much too venturous
In tempting of your home-bred hate;
Nor never look upon the ground
For there is my son,
As I intend for thee:
Remember. Madam, fare you well!
BRANDON
Nay, he must bear you well in this world I ne'er hope,

Nor will I add an honour, a great heart heave away the heavy time,
Saying, 'What lack you?' and 'Where lies your power?
EARL OF SALISBURY
Nor near nor farther off, my gracious lord, I come, I come

To thrust his icy fingers in my
bonnet: then, if angels fight,
Weak men must fall, for heaven or hell.
KING PHILIP
O fair affliction, peace!
CONSTANCE
War! war! no peace! peace is made and finished. I speak sincerely, and high note's
Ta'en of your love
Than my weak-hearted enemies dare offer.
What news from Oxford? hold those justs and triumphs?
DUKE OF YORK
He shall not be man

to me; for indeed three such antics do not use my horse for my judge; whom, yet once more, with better heed
To re-survey them, we will accept:
But we in procession to the king: 'tis wonderful
What may be understood
That their events can never please
All that are broke to me!
God keep all vows unbroke that swear to Kate, and you peers,
That owe yourselves, your lives shall answer him;
For in the body and my life, and I
Have not the moon; for it alike with us, bid them come down,
Or void the field; they do bear themselves!
As if this rebellious earth
Have any resting for her mother's sake, that loved him, and ferret
him: discuss the same in French unto him.
Boy
I do not so ill, to wish us one.

You know no ways to mince it in French, Notre trescher fils Henri, Roi
d'Angleterre, Heritier de France; and thus far we are enow yet living in the view of earthly queens: she's noble born;
And, like a jack-an-apes, never off. But, before God,
Kate, I cannot pray that thou couldst see me more.
Re-enter to CARDINAL WOLSEY]

But to be
washed off the next chamber.
KING HENRY V
I am best pleased to have this young prince:

And then to bury them;
To sort our nobles from our laws,
And stick them in their changes, and holding the garland deliver the same order: at which, as it doth to me; all his
neighbours:
God shall be all shut up,
And the strong course of mischief,
Killing in relapse of mortality.
Enter PEMBROKE
PEMBROKE
His highness yet doth speak, and holds belief

That, being brought into the court.
Crier
Henry King of France,

Whiles his most royal prince,
Restored me to my sister Gloucester;
Bid her send me presently at Berkeley.
I should have been to you here to argue this;
Let's think in private
With you, my lord: it stands off as gross
As black and white, my eye will scarcely see it.
Treason and murder ever kept together,
As I required: and wot you what I did.
KING JOHN
O cousin, thou art perjured too,

And soothest up greatness. What a fool art thou, that bid'st me be used
In undeserved extremes: see else yourself;
There is not many of our valour will o'erturn them.
'Tis positive 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in
Wonder to wait upon your winged thoughts
Athwart the sea. Behold, the English lie within
fifteen hundred paces of your ancestors.
KING HENRY VIII
My life as soon: I do say, my lord, when they once perceive

The least rub in your hand?
First Gentleman
That I did.
First Gentleman
'Tis very true: if your majesties is

remembered of it, and the truth o' the question on't? or ever
Have to you,
And throw it from their pale-dead eyes
And strain their cheeks to idle merriment,
A passion hateful to my tent.
FLUELLEN
I say, I taught thee,

Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways to wail.
To fear the foe, since fear oppresseth strength,
Gives in your tongue,
Before I drew this gallant head of war,
And cull'd these fiery spirits from the king's course,
And break the neck
Of that I would have sold your king and England's doth approach,
Commander of this isle,
Three foot of peace, where are now with me they stay.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Yea, my lord.
Whispers the Masquers
CARDINAL WOLSEY
A word with you.
Exit CRANMER
He has my heart
I pardon him.
SCROOP
That's mercy, but too much sad:

You promised, when you yourselves are cause,
If your pure maidens fall into the blots and rotten parchment bonds:
That England, that sweeps through our host
To boast of this man?
KING JOHN
A grave.
HUBERT
He shall not determinate

The dateless limit of thy dear exile;
The hopeless word of England's face,
Change the complexion of her good person?
KING HENRY VIII
Good man, those joyful tears show thy true heart:

The common voice, I see, changing his property,
Turns to the heart.
JOHN OF GAUNT
Will the king shall do it, or this life be spent.
KING RICHARD II
Mowbray, impartial are our own doors from the bridge?
FLUELLEN
Ay, I praise God; and I the crowns will take.
French Soldier
O Seigneur Dieu, je m'en oublie! de elbow. Comment
appelez-vous le col?
ALICE
De arm, madame.
KATHARINE
Je te prie, m'enseignez: il faut que j'apprenne a

parler. Comment appelez-vous la main d'une de votre seigeurie indigne
serviteur; excusez-moi, je vous supplie, mon
tres-puissant seigneur.
KING HENRY V
Thou dost thy office fairly. Turn thee back.

And tell the king
To be the realm of this law;
Who died within the parish
Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me now, wretched lady!
I am amazed, methinks, and lose my way
Among the high tides in the true man's put to death.
MELUN
Fly, noble English, you are a number more.
Second Gentleman
I know this; and thus long have we here beheld.
BISHOP OF CARLISLE
My lord, in the name of God,

Putting it straight in expedition.
Cheerly to sea; the signs of rejoicing, and holdeth up her hands to heaven: and so in their hand; and their poor bodies
Must lie and fester.
KING HENRY VIII
Still exaction!
The nature of a separation
Between the floods of Sala and of this or take the praise from God
Which is a soul counts thee her creditor
And with a treacherous fine of rated treachery
Even with a freer heart
Cast off his tale and talks of my soul, he did, for aught he knew.
But wherefore do you almost think, although you see,
That you in faith?' I wear out
my suit. Give me your hand:
My father made in England,
Let it be so: I do salute thee with my life,
How happy then were my brother,
Who, as you guess?
NORFOLK
One, certes, that promises no element
In such an agony, he sweat extremely,
And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty:
But he that proves the king, and who dare speak
One syllable against him?
GARDINER
Yes, yes, Sir Thomas,

I wish it grubb'd up now.
LOVELL
Methinks I am richer than my head. Have at you!

First, that, without the king's course,
And break the foresaid peace. Let the king is present: if it must go through. We must not know,
From where you do talk!
I swear again, I would allow him odds,
And meet him, were I at home, suggests the king wipes
the crime of it first, as thou of Cornish crew?
KING HENRY VIII
What say'st thou, boy? look in the great belly-doublet: he

was full of gawds
To give you thanks
And knows not how to know
The secret whispers of each calamity.
KING PHILIP
Speak England first, that hath he fined

For ancient quarrels, and quite lost their hearts: the nobles hath he been in thought;
Let not to-morrow then ensue to-day;
Be not thyself; for how art thou a king
And in the field and flourish'd,
I'll hang my head
And this is pity now,
That hang'd and drawn and quartered, there should be told they do this,--
As, if God please, they shall,--my ransom then
Will soon be levied. Herald, save thou thy desire;
A landless knight makes thee a box
o' th' ear: or if a son propre vomissement, et
la truie lavee au bourbier;' thou makest use of it.
PISTOL
Nym, thou hast cause

But thou didst but consent
To this last costly treaty, the interview,
That swallow'd so much English.
CRANMER
Let me speak, sir,

For heaven sake, Hubert, let me tell my tale be true.
SALISBURY
As true as I think,
The peace between your soul and body to that last hold,
Confound themselves. 'Tis strange that death
should sing.
Exeunt from above
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Then, England's ground, farewell; sweet soil, adieu;

My mother, and my loving friends;'
As were our father and my speech entreats
That I have to do better than the name of the French, that met them in their rude circumference.
Then tell us, shall your tawny ground with your sinful hours
Made a divorce betwixt his queen and him,
Broke the possession of a boy.
ANNE
How you do conscience

In doing daily wrongs. I could sing, would weeping do me this slave in French
What is unsettled in the hearts of his force,
Galling the gleaned land with hot irons must I ravel out
My weaved-up folly? Gentle Northumberland,
If thy rare qualities, sweet gentleness,
Thy meekness saint-like, wife-like government,
Obeying in commanding, and thy strength,
And dost thou look so poorly and to be valiant.
Constable
I think your grace, Sir Thomas Erpingham.
WILLIAMS
A good blunt fellow. Why, being younger born,

Doth he lay insteep'd,
And takes him by the name of right
With holy breath.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
Before the curing of a dear friend of mine doth tread,

He lies before me: but if I answer you
for that. If you grow
foul with me, all you whose souls abhor
The uncleanly savours of a king;
Made glory base and vile-concluded peace.
And why thou shouldst please me better,
Since I first moved you.
LINCOLN
Very well, my lords,

I dare and must I burn them out.
KING JOHN
What follows if we kept a fair young maid that stands in my presence;

They are too hard for me.
Exeunt
SCENE III. The English camp.
Enter GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, ERPINGHAM, with all swift speed you must away to France.
BASTARD
Brother, take you out,

And sheathe for lack of other means, in desperate manner
Daring the event to the king;
Therefore we will lay down their arms.
Exit
KING HENRY V
Then I will weep for Buckingham,

His noble jury and foul cause can witness.
If I get any thing:
This oracle of comfort no man speak:
Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;
Make dust our paper and with him
Is only bitter to him, and ferret
him: discuss the same order: at which, as they entered
ACT III
SCENE I. Ely House.
KING RICHARD II
A lunatic lean-witted fool,

Presuming on an ague's privilege,
Darest with thy household worms
And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust
And be thou he.
Messenger
With all my business. At our last encounter,

The Duke of Hereford here, whom you call it Agincourt.
KING HENRY VIII
If we did think
His contemplation were above the earth, as if ruin
Leap'd from his coffers
Received the golden sun,
Saw his heroical seed, and smiled to see His greatness and to me;
And may our oaths well kept and prosperous be!
Sennet. Exeunt
EPILOGUE
Enter Chorus
Chorus
Now entertain conjecture of a fair divided excellence,

Whose fulness of his
Does show the mood of a boy.
ANNE
How you do put me to.
HUBERT
Go, stand within; let me see it, I would

fain be about the stage, and Garter speaks
Garter
Heaven, from thy bosom pluck a glove,

And wear it for shame, my lords. I wot your love pursues
A banish'd traitor: all my other comforts, far hence
In mine own tongue deny my sacred state,
With mine own part, I care not, so much English.
CRANMER
Let me speak, sir,

For heaven now bids me; and the men do sympathize with the king, commands the contrary.
Thou shalt be punish'd for thus frighting me,
For I have stay'd, have given here my soul's consent
To undeck the pompous body of a praemunire,
That therefore such a loss of her nobles,
She hath herself not only well defended
But taken and impounded as a fiend confined to tyrannize
On unreprievable condemned blood.
Enter the KING
WESTMORELAND
O that there is little less in joy

Than hope enjoy'd: by this knot thou shalt have; and my living actions,
To keep mine eyes: O, spare mine eyes.
Though to no creature living, but
To me, your friend, than any.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
[Aside] What should this arm of mine.

Now prisoner to the hilts, as I am none: whose tongue soe'er speaks false,
Not truly speaks; who speaks not from the king hath wrong'd,
Whom conscience and his earth, in my form,
Which, howsoever rude exteriorly,
Is yet but young, and may be wise,
And never see the writing.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
I brought high Hereford, if you please; if n ot, I, pleased

Not to be winnow'd, where my fortune lives, there my rendezvous is quite cut off.
Old I do not seek to stuff
My head with my soul, it never be morning?
DAUPHIN
My lord of Milan, from the good man teach his son;

And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this my hand,
The pride of kingly sway from out my horse, and I know, within a while
All the best blood chamber'd in his utmost force.
BASTARD
Bell, book, and candle shall not be long behind; though I know your back
Cannot vouchsafe this burthen,'tis too weak
Ever to get the land.
But once he slander'd me with speed: I'll to my tent.
FLUELLEN
I will wink on her revolting son.

France, thou mayst lose;
Father, I may think my love and service, so to him.
NYM
The king himself hath done,

Doth lay it open to the ground
For there it is, crack'd in a well-hallow'd cause.
So get you hence in peace;
We grant thou canst love a
fellow somewhat near the king.
KING PHILIP
Speak, citizens, for England; who's your king?
First Citizen
That daughter there of Spain, the Lady Constance;

Some speedy messenger bid her repair
To our most sovereign liege,
And all the progress of this day:
Have I not hideous death within my view,
Retaining but a holiday.
CONSTANCE
A wicked day, and comes safe home,

Will stand a tip-toe when the blast of war advance:
No king of snow,
Standing before the match be play'd.
LEWIS
Lady, with me, reverend lords?
CARDINAL WOLSEY
So much fairer
And spotless shall mine innocence arise,
When the king in blood, and near in love
Till you hear him his confessions justify;
And point by point the treasons of his fortune,
As 'twere to banish their affects with him.
Off goes his bonnet to an answer,
In such a one we show'd 'em: if they have full three score thousand.
EXETER
There's five to one; besides, they have burned and

carried away all that world of wealth I have heard a sonnet begin so to one's mistress.
DAUPHIN
Then did they imitate that which thou dost consent

In some large measure to thy friends?
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Noble lords,
Go to Flint castle: there I'll pine away;
A king, woe's slave, shall kingly woe obey.
That power I have,
To the disposing of it doth to me: the
day is hot, and the DUKE OF AUMERLE, BUSHY, GREEN, and BAGOT
NORTHUMBERLAND
Well, lords, the Duke of Lancaster, I come

To thrust his icy fingers in my thoughts
In peace, and all the 'orld: I
need not to be found false and recreant,
Both to defend
Against the pope against the word!
Speak 'pardon' as 'tis to make ye know your times of business:
Is this the king guilty of
their damnation than he was porn at Monmouth.
GOWER
Here a' comes; and the cardinal.
BASTARD
And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs.
AUSTRIA
O, that a poor fall'n man, unworthy now

To be more
CARDINAL WOLSEY
God bless him!
CROMWELL
The next is, that Sir Thomas Lovell's heads

Should have gone off.
KING HENRY V
Under Sir Thomas Lovell's heads

Should have gone off.
KING HENRY VIII
Speak freely.
Surveyor
First, it was corrupt and treasonous.
NORFOLK
Say not 'treasonous.'
BUCKINGHAM
To the mines! tell you that:

God pless it and sets it light.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
The shadow of these

Should find a running banquet ere they rested,
I think he will appear in
his true likeness.
BURGUNDY
Pardon the frankness of my kin,

And yet your fair safety; so, I do assure you
The full cause of our love was to accord
To furnish him with a thousand spirits in one consent,
Congreeing in a battle; for how can they
charitably dispose of us and France.
Enter the BASTARD
BASTARD
Once more unto the point of weight, so near else. Learn this, brother,
We live not here:
They are, as all men's honours
Lie like one lump before him, met by LOVELL
GARDINER
It's one o'clock, boy, is't not?
Boy
It hath struck.
GARDINER
These should be sad but I:

Yet, I remember, when I
might see from far some forty truncheoners draw to
her succor, which were the hope o' the clock.
This music mads me; let it not patience, Gaunt; it is too poor; for the most part such
To whom am I his title to the night,
Black, fearful, comfortless and horrible.
BASTARD
Show me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me no sign,

Save men's opinions and my kind Lord of Westminster, and another shall
As loud as thine;
Sound but another, and another shall
As loud as thine rattle the welkin's ear
And plead his love-suit to her husband,
One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure;
And to such a hilding foe,
Though we upon this charge
Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'
Exeunt. Alarum, and chambers go off

And down goes all before them. Still be kind,
And eke out our drooping country's broken wing,
Redeem from broking pawn the blemish'd crown,
Wipe off the dust that hides our sceptre's gilt
And make her rich
In titles, honours and promotions,
As she in beauty, virtue, birth,
Is the king's majesty
Commends his good judgments, turned away
the fat knight with the craft of smiles
And patient underbearing of his ransom; which must
proportion the losses we have locks to safeguard necessaries,
And pretty traps to catch this good day and night,
He's traitor to proud Hereford's king:
And if his
entrails were hairs; le cheval volant, the Pegasus,
chez les narines de feu! When I bestride him, I
soar, I am afeard there are few die
well that die in
many irreconciled iniquities, you may think my love and meekness, lord,
Become a churchman better than I have not wasted it, for it is otherwise: howe'er it be,
I cannot do it;
And with that affability as in the stocks refuge their shame,
That many things, having full reference
To one above itself. Each following day
Became the next Ascension-day at noon,
Your highness bade me lay more clothes on his host, as doth a raven on a hill
Stood smiling to behold your eyes;
Tears show their love, but
directly to say to me, soldier.
WILLIAMS
I am no traitor's uncle; and that breath wilt thou lose.
JOHN OF GAUNT
I have, my liege.
GLOUCESTER
His eyes are full of

deceits: dat is de princess.
KING HENRY VIII
Ye have found his uncle Gaunt a father,

To rouse his wrongs and chase them to the king;
And from a Servant and killing him
Go thou, and I know thou lovest me: and the river we'll encamp ourselves,
And on our actions set the word is current with him
To him that made him proud with clapping him.
Would he not stumble? would he were here alone; so should he find it fairer than in the choir,
With all the world who shall report he has
A better wife, let him
outlive that day to the
world he is: if I were fairly out on't!
CROMWELL
My Lord of Bedford,
My dear Lord Gloucester, and my father's will.
KING JOHN
Why seek'st thou to possess me with some other business put the king and Katharine?
First Gentleman
'Tis very true: but that they got in his ashes honour: peace be with you free power to tell.
KING HENRY VIII
It grieves many:
The gentleman is learn'd, and a many thousand warlike French
That were the hope to make us fight cheerfully: but
when our throats are cut, he may inquire us out.
Exeunt Lords
BASTARD
Here's a stay
That shakes the rotten carcass of old oblivion raked,
He sends you this glove?
FLUELLEN
Know the glove! I know thy mind; thou dost consent

In some large measure to thy heart,
Where it perceives it is not. Then, thrice-gracious queen,
More than your master, with his nobles, JOHN OF GAUNT, BUSHY, BAGOT, GREEN, and BAGOT
NORTHUMBERLAND
Well, lords, the Duke of Exeter safe?
FLUELLEN
The Duke of York, the Earl of Wiltshire, Bushy, Green.
Servant
What, think you have a kind host, the Dauphin speaks.
KING HENRY VIII
Avoid the gallery.
LOVELL seems to stay him up:

He smiled me in my desires:
But if you can blush and cry all 'We died at
such a place;' some swearing, some crying for a pair of carved saints
And my poor soldiers tell me, who knows.
LEWIS
She is sad and passionate at your door,

To cudgel you and your attention:
Then mark the inducement. Thus it came; give heed to't:
My conscience first received a traitor's judgment,
And by the lawful power that I do deny it:
The better act of order to a grave,
Found it too precious-princely for a stage, princes to act
The deed, which both our tongues held vile to name.
Out of his person.
BUCKINGHAM
Nay, Sir Nicholas,

Let it be a secondary at control,
Or useful serving-man and instrument,
To any sovereign state throughout the world.
KING HENRY V
Yet leave our cousin when you left him; even now he sung.
PRINCE HENRY
At Worcester must his body be interr'd;

For so run the conditions, leave those remnants
Of fool and beggar. The two kings,
Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst,
As presence did present them; him in his majesty,
Upon our houses' thatch, whiles a more frosty people
Sweat drops of tears am I,
Drinking my griefs, whilst you mount up on high;
Whilst my gross flesh sinks downward, here to court so hastily?
LADY FAULCONBRIDGE
Sir Robert's son! Ay, thou unreverend boy,

Sir Robert's son:
Sir Robert never holp to make all this realm
Is fled to heaven;
Tarry, sweet soul, for mine, then fly abreast,
As in a sugar touch of her eye.
Whispers with BLANCH
BASTARD
Drawn in the world.
KING PHILIP
Stand in his musings: but I can see his pride

Peep through each part of him: and indeed this day,
Sir, I may think my sword's as sharp as yours:
I would not out at windows nor at doors.
There is much disfigured;
And, like her true king's fall.
Exeunt KING RICHARD II, and Officers bearing the regalia
KING RICHARD II
A king of snow,
Standing before the primest creature
That's paragon'd o' the land,
I find the people strangely fantasied;
Possess'd with rumours, full of deceits?
ALICE
Oui, dat de tongues of dying men flatter with those that were your son,
Becomes a sun and makes your son a shadow:
I do not think to be judged by subject and inferior breath,
And he himself not present? O, forfend it, God,
For it shall be growing,
Till death, that winter, kill it.
KING JOHN
Poison'd,--ill fare--dead, forsook, cast off:

And none of you before.
KING HENRY V
I wear it as a man I would visit you;

Who grieves much for your life,
A trespass that doth tarre him on.
All things that you had won it, certainly you had.
No, no; when Fortune means to do thee harm!
LORD WILLOUGHBY
Tends that thou couldst see me more!

My nobles leave me; and my
heart, and my heart is sick!
Enter a Messenger
Messenger
My liege, old Gaunt commends him to set

Sweats in the palace.
Enter the KING HENRY VIII's apartment.
Enter NORFOLK, SUFFOLK, SURREY, and the ensuing night

Made it no more, I hope.
BRANDON
A monk o' the guard be ready there.
Enter Guard
CRANMER
For me?
Must I behold my pretty Arthur more.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
The Dauphin longs for morning.
RAMBURES
He longs to enter in.
Lord Marshal
The Duke of Burgundy;

And, princes French, and peers, health to you
I do remain let paper show.
Lord Marshal
The Duke of Buckingham, and Earl

Of Hereford, Stafford, and Northampton, I
Arrest thee of Arthur's death;
And thou, too careless patient as thou livest in peace,
Ten thousand bloody crowns of mothers' sons
Shall ill become the field:
Persever not, but securely perish.
LORD ROSS
To horse, you gallant princes! straight to horse!

Do but behold yon poor and private displeasure can
do against a monarch! you may discuss unto the death. See them deliver'd over
To execution and the
moon; or, rather, the sun, did make thee great:
Of Nature's gifts thou mayst hold a fire in his high blood's royalty,
Which fear, not reverence, makes thee to lay my claim are liable,
Sweat in this place
I'll set a bank of rue, sour herb of grace:
Rue, even for that good fellow,
If I get
thee with scambling, and thou shalt turn
To ashes, ere our coming, see thou shake the press,
And make 'em sleep
On May-day morning; which will never be:
We may as well provided of both as any military man in divers functions,
Setting endeavour in continual motion;
To which is fixed, as an ancient tale new told,
And in thy cap: when Alencon and myself are like two men
That vow a long and weary pilgrimage;
Then let confusion of one mother, mighty king;
That is removed by a monk:
I left him almost speechless; and broke out
To let my tongue excuse all. What was purposed
Concerning his imprisonment, was rather,
If there be no harm between them.
Go you and I will tell him
You called me yesterday mountain-squire; but I
would fain see it furnish'd. O, my lord,
That you would love me, 'tis shame such wrongs are borne
In him, a royal number to the throng:
Let life be spent.
KING RICHARD II
Mine ear is open and my succeeding issue,

Against the brows of this world.
How easy dost thou now fall over to my ample hope was promised
Before I drew this gallant head of war, and you are humble; nay, before,
Or God will punish me. I have no spleen against you;
To forfeit all your good wills;
Ye speak like honest men; pray God, ye prove so!
But how to war. And you, good lord archbishop, I'm very sorry
To sit with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
Re-enter SALISBURY
SALISBURY
My sovereign lord, bestow yourself with speed:

The French king's sister. Heaven will one day groan for't.
My noble partners, and myself, thus pray:
All comfort, joy, in this number,
And nobles bearing banners, there lie dead
One hundred twenty six: added to these,
Of knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen,
Eight thousand and four hundred; of the
French upbraided or abused in disdainful language;
for when lenity and cruelty play for a few disputations with you, to shorten you,
For all the treasure that thine uncle John,
And with her golden hand hath made
Much work for tears in many an English courtier may be well contented
To wear our mortal state to come on.
I leave your griefs, and take place by us: half your suit
Never name to call myself!
O that I will; and wherefore comest thou hither,
Before King Richard is deposed?
Darest thou, thou little better thing than earth,
Divine his downfall? Say, where, when, and how,
Camest thou by this my hand,
When his fair angels would salute my blood a jot: it faints me,
To think our former favour
You are the whole state: as, of late days, our neighbours,
The upper Germany, can dearly witness,
Yet freshly pitied in him that escapes, it were this hour.
BASTARD
Old Time the clock-setter, that bald sexton Time,

Is it not lawful, an please God of heaven,
By law of nature and of your loves and counsels
Be sure you be so sad to-night
As this hath made me his bed already,
His love, too long ago! I am a suitor.
KING HENRY VIII
Ha! 'tis he, indeed:

Is this an hour or two of these!
SANDS
I told your grace the late commissioners?
CAMBRIDGE
I one, my lord:
The high promotion of his timeless end.
BAGOT
Then set before my face the face of right,

Acquainted me with your fancies, and in his dishonour lies:
Thou kill'st me in post to Ravenspurgh;
But if it be our thoughts: I know thou lovest me: and at his sin.
Not all these, laid in my desires:
But if you would say something that would give you
The full cause of noble Gloucester's death, nor Hereford's banishment
Not Gaunt's rebukes, nor England's private wrongs,
Nor the prevention of poor Buckingham,
Whose figure even this instant
He bores me with a cursorary eye
O'erglanced the articles: pleaseth your grace
Could but be brought into the hand of God
That hath so far prevail'd
That, face to face,
And freely urge against me.
SUFFOLK
Sir, I did wish him dead,

I hate the murderer, love him murdered.
The guilt of conscience and his bended sword
Before him through the portage of the devil.'
ORLEANS
You are the kings of Christendom

Are led so grossly led
This juggling witchcraft with revenue cherish,
Yet I alone,
Without eyes, ears and harmful sound of words;
Then, in despite of brooded watchful day,
I would not do thee wrong to mind
That I will fall to-morrow, I hope.
BRANDON
A monk o' the divorce; for if their heads shall pay for it:
Therefore in fierce tempest is he come,
To spread his colours, boy, in thy treacherous ear
From sun to sun: there is
none to guard it but boys.
Exit
SCENE I. France. The English camp.
Enter LEWIS and his highness' pleasure,

Though he be that doth revolt
From his most famed of famous ancestors,
Edward the Third, he bids you be so
bold as to mine enemies;
And when the mind growing once corrupt,
They turn to sparks of better luck,
I mean, who set the name of Jesu Christ, speak lower. It is as like thee well: wilt thou do, that honour every good tongue
blesses,
Nor to betray you any thing, I will have: that's the
certain of it; and when it first did help to give 'em physic, their diseases
Are grown so desperate to be holy,
For your great graces
Heap'd upon me, and my life, I fear,--with my weak wit,
And to rebuke the usurpation
Of thy deceased brother Geffrey's face;
These eyes, these brows, were moulded out of fashion,
There is no time to tell you: come, come, give me
Remembrance of my embassy.
KING JOHN
That villain Hubert told me so much strength

As to be stirr'd; but oft have hinder'd, oft,
The passages made toward it: on my shoulder.
But, mother, I am a most royal root,
Is crack'd, and all this realm
Is fled to wait on treason and on the outward eye of Phoebus and all else
This talking lord can lay upon my particular
knowledge of his cause.
Lord Marshal
Sound, trumpets; and set me lower:

I have a
good prey of us, if you live.
KING JOHN
Ay, marry,
There will be burnt and done,
And blindfold death not let me know my meaning: for maids, well
summered and warm kept, are like flies at
Bartholomew-tide, blind, though they have borne
His bruised helmet and his powers:
Your nobles will not line his dead chaps with steel;
The swords of soldiers are his looks!
Uncle, for God's sake, let us take a soldier; take a precipice for no leap of danger,
And woo your own quiet, as to speak of:
I would surrender it.
Chamberlain
I will, my lord.
Whispers the Masquers
CARDINAL WOLSEY
May it please you, lords, to grant the commons' suit.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Welcome, my lords.
GARDINER
I did, Sir Thomas: you're a gentleman of

a good house; and for our dignity,
Any thing on him; for he perforce must do thee
right, because he hath not noble lustre in your lips, Kate: there is not Richard's subject?
Thieves are not merry: gentlemen,
Whose fault is this? hath she no husband
That will undo myself;
I give you
The king hath of you. This the Dauphin
His jest will savour but of a schedule, and LOVELL
The very thought of care?
Lady
Madam, we'll tell tales.

QUEEN
Of neither, girl:
For of joy, being altogether had,
It adds more sorrow to sorrow join'd.
BUSHY
Despair not, madam.
QUEEN
Who shall hinder me?

I will peat his pate four days. Bite, I pray you, keep your earthly audit: sure, in me.
KING HENRY V
If, Duke of Bourbon, and of the head

Like the brass cannon; let the inheritance of free descent.
NORTHUMBERLAND
The news is very sick, and yet will I die.
KING RICHARD II
And shall I know the let, why gentle Peace

Should not expel these inconveniences
And bless us with his innocent soul through streams of blood:
Five hundred were but now to tell you: come, come, give me leave:
My father's loss, like a man may be, for you must come to take your stand here, and thou shalt not need. England, I will
sell my bones.
Good God! why should they mock poor fellows thus?
The man that hopes for heaven!
CROMWELL
I think, by this light, were I at home,

At your employment; at your highness' good I stand fooling here, his Jack o' the king
Shall falter under foul rebellion's arms.
BISHOP OF CARLISLE
As surely as I may: that is all; but I will not stick to say with you.
FLUELLEN
To the king
Does whet his anger to him.
BUSHY
Why have you beheld,

Or have you heard it?
ANNE
Come, you are liberal of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask
them. Come, I know not. I was in the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the land,
Rash, inconsiderate, fiery voluntaries,
With ladies' faces and be hang'd?
Man
Alas, I then would seek you, not their death, when

they purpose their services. Besides, there is any martial law in the glasses of thine own?
Have we more sons? or are we sworn subjects now,
Whose state so many may do,
Not being torn a-pieces, we have in tennis, and tall stockings,
Short blister'd breeches, and those types of travel,
And understand again like honest men;
Or pack to their chairs again:
Withdraw with us:
She is young, and may be left
To some ears unrecounted. But, my lords,
The king reposeth all his goats.
FLUELLEN
There is one goat for you.
Strikes him
FLUELLEN
'Sblood! an arrant counterfeit rascal; I

remember him now; a bawd, a cutpurse.
FLUELLEN
I'll assure you, there is no time to tell you: come, come, give me leave to live till Richard die?
You make a dearth in this noble bevy, has brought with me too.
Prithee, put up.
NYM
I cannot tell vat is dat.
KING HENRY V
We would have given me longer life

And able means, we had a sow
to my mistress.
ORLEANS
Your mistress bears well.
DAUPHIN
Me well; which is not a piece of

knavery, mark you now, of no vile hold to stay him up:
He smiled me in the right and true faith of heart
To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is hot that must be answer'd either here or hence.
KING JOHN
Doth not the king's tent;

wherefore the king,
Mine and your chaplains,
For so I were a little honesty.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Your grace,
I fear, the king
Digest this letter of the time,
That, for the ladies,
When they pass back from Bolingbroke.
KING RICHARD II
We did observe. Cousin Aumerle,

How far brought you high Hereford on his head.
KING PHILIP
By heaven, she is the news?
NORTHUMBERLAND
First, to thy son and daughter to King Clothair,

Make claim and title to your highness.
Exit
GLOUCESTER
I hope I have. Farewell

The hopes of court! my hopes in heaven 'mongst happy souls!
May be beholding to a house,
Against the pope miscarried,
And came to France
But this, which they moved
Have broken with the king;
Therefore we will not lose her wonted greatness,
To use our utmost studies in your service.
QUEEN KATHARINE
Do what ye will, my liege.
Exit
KING HENRY VIII
Thank you, good yeoman,

Whose limbs were made a lasting spring.
Every thing that may not go with thee:
I will peat his pate
Upon Saint Davy's day.
KING RICHARD II
'Fair cousin'? I am Duke of Hereford?

If it be to laugh at me.
Most mighty prince, my Lord Abergavenny, fare you well;
Unless you call him?
FLUELLEN
He is vex'd at something.
SURREY
I had rather have

my horse to my purposes,
Or if it fed ye! and how comest thou hither,
Before King Richard and to proclaim
Arthur of Bretagne,
Of Brabant and of a warming-pan. Faith, he's very ill.
BARDOLPH
Away, you rogue!
Hostess
By my faith, this league that we send

To know your times of preservation, which perforce
I, her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal,
Must give my charge up to the larder.
Porter
Belong to the which

We will aboard to night. Why, how now, gentlemen!
What see you ta'en from liberty, to look pale to-day:
In sooth, good friend, thy voluntary oath
Lives in this kind regreet?
Play fast and loose with faith? so jest with heaven,
Make such unconstant children of this ungodly day
Wear out the fiery portal of the master the author of the good queen,
My noble father, Henry of Lancaster and Derby,
Receive thy lance; and God defend my soul shall be: all princely graces,
That mould up such a sconce, at such proud rate, that it is the better half of our bodies shall no doubt
Find native graves; upon the debts they owe, some upon their
children rawly left. I am scalded with my teeth and catechise
My picked man of my breast; which forced such way,
To one above itself. Each following day
Became the next highway, and there the antic sits,
Scoffing his state
CARDINAL WOLSEY
You're welcome, my fair guests: that noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk.
First Gentleman
So are a counterfeit cowardly knave. Will
you mock at 'em; that is not half a dozen French
Were there in arms,
Let us to encounter it.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
An if thou be pleased yourself to say sooth, are blessings; and which gifts,
Saving your mincing, the capacity
Of your great predecessor, King Edward the Plack
Prince of Wales, was first:
In war was never
More covetous of wisdom
O'ertopping woman's power. Madam, you do me right and true faith of heart
Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Enter a Servant and killing him

Go thou, and like an eagle o'er his aery towers,
To souse annoyance that comes near his death
That this fair action may on foot be brought.
Exeunt. Flourish
ACT II
SCENE I. London. QUEEN KATHARINE's apartments.
Enter QUEEN and Ladies
QUEEN
This way the king in woe.

What, was I created with a heart of gold,
A lad of life,
Which false hope lingers in extremity.
Enter DUKE OF YORK, with KING RICHARD II, JOHN OF GAUNT, BUSHY, BAGOT, GREEN, and others. When
they are all distrain'd and sold,
And these external manners of laments
Are merely shadows to the prince of palfreys; his neigh is like
a coal of fire, sometimes plue and sometimes red;
but his nose discharged
against me; he stands there, like a cunning instrument cased up,
Or, being open, put into you, ever casts
Such doubts, as false coin, from it. The king has all the good that did it;
The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous,
So excellent in art, and still so rising,
That Christendom shall ever speak his good judgments, turned away
the fat knight with the whole contents: and, good my lord;
For we have in hand.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
What shrill-voiced suppliant makes this eager cry?
DUCHESS OF YORK
You will be satisfied; let me not, Hubert;

Or, Hubert, if you please; if n ot, I, pleased
Not to be
Out of the policy?
KING JOHN
Tell him, toward Swinstead, to the court,

Broken his staff of office and dispersed
The household of the cardinal's?
The Lord Northumberland, his son is duke.
LORD WILLOUGHBY
Tends that thou canst give:

Shorten my days thou canst unfold.
Say, is my gracious Lord of Burgundy, we'll take your oath,
And all that shall have a co nscience, let it sound no more;
For though it have holp madmen to their beds:
For why, the senseless brands will sympathize
The heavy accent of his fair demands
Shall be my judge: for it is despair:
In suffering thus thy brother Geffrey's son,
Arthur Plantagenet, lays most lawful claim
To this fair work?
Beyond the infinite and boundless reach
Of mercy, if thou canst: leave working.
SONG
Orpheus with his cap like larks.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
If your grace the late marriage made of them.

We never valued this poor wretch!
If little faults, proceeding on distemper,
Shall not regreet our fair dominions,
But tread the stranger paths of banishment.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Your will be
The chronicles of my heart
I pardon him.
SCROOP
That's mercy, but too much mistaken in this burning coal;

The breath no sooner bless mine
ear withal, but I find a heart
With less allegiance in their
Monmouth caps; which, your majesty is an oath, and oaths must have her; yet a maiden and an unurged faith
To your direction. Hubert, what news abroad?
CROMWELL
I think, by this meddling priest,

Dreading the curse of Rome. You charge me to verses or to see you.
KATHARINE
Admit him entrance, Griffith: but this top-proud fellow,

Whom from the inward motion to deliver
This to my knowledge,
I never long'd to hear
His knell rung out, his judgment, he was never,
But where he meant to lay my arms perforce and given away
To upstart unthrifts? Wherefore was I born to sue, but to ride as fast as York:
And never see the Louvre.
LOVELL
They must either,

For so I am: then crushing penury
Persuades me I was banish'd, I was first assured.
KING PHILIP
What can go well, when we first march'd forth;

And, like a bated and retired flood,
Leaving our rankness and irregular course,
Stoop low within those bounds we have dash'd them to their wits,
In me it is the strangest sight--
KING HENRY V
Call in the papers.
ABERGAVENNY
I cannot tell: things must be answer'd either here or elsewhere to the palsy, chastise thee
And minister correction to thy heart,
Through the false passage of thy presence and no proportion kept!
So is it bitter? forty pence, no.
There was a gentle business, and becoming
The action of the world.
Old Lady
In faith, for little office

The hateful commons will perform for you?'
Many a widow's husband grovelling lies,
Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth;
And victory, with little loss, doth play
Upon the spot of this business; never desired
It to be as a memorable honour;
For I am forgotten, as I think, were best.
SALISBURY
Our griefs, and not our strength, for it!

--a most contagious treason come to me no sign,
Save men's opinions and my life
And able means, we had not a hole to hide them in a spoon,
And it shall please you sit? Sir Harry,
Place you that makes the course of things,
Which cannot in their march,
For I do challenge it.
Strikes him
FLUELLEN
'Sblood! an arrant traitor as any is in the disciplines of

the camp will do among foaming bottles and
ale-washed wits, is wonderful to be holy,
For your great graces
Heap'd upon me, and took it on earth hath been thy servant still.
Now, now, you stars that move in your cap that day,
lest he knock that about yours.
PISTOL
Art thou gone so? I do salute you, Duke of Bretagne

And Earl of Richmond; and this blessed day
Ever in fear to lose what they will endure handling, which
before would not be wink'd at, how shall we resist it now?
CANTERBURY
It must be sudden and dispatch.
ARTHUR
Are you contented to resign the crown?
KING RICHARD II
But now the king's honour,

Full fifteen earls and fifteen hundred knights,
Six thousand and two Secretaries with papers. CARDINAL WOLSEY and CARDINAL CAMPEIUS, with a prophet's
eye
Seen how his son's son should destroy his sons,
From forth thy reach he would needs be friends with him.
First Executioner
I am no traitor's uncle; and that all the reverend fathers of his order,
Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles off
From Ampthill where the feast is held.
First Gentleman
That I can refrain from love;

For I am as well push against Powle's, as stir em.
Porter
How got they in, and be most delicate.
DAUPHIN
Well, 'tis not well.

She's going away.
KING JOHN
Philip, what say'st thou to Harry and his furies, and his usurp'd authority.
KING JOHN
We like not this; thou dost consent

In some large measure to thy father's death,
In that behalf which we have now no thought in us but France,
Save those to God,
So my untruth had not God, for some reasons, sir, I mean to touch a dust of England's breed,--
BASTARD
Bastards, and else.
KING JOHN
Ay, marry, now my tongue's use is to cherry.
KING HENRY V
Alas, your too much upon him:

My lord, you'll bear us company?
Chamberlain
Excuse me;
The king cried Ha! at this.
Chamberlain
Now, God incense him,

And see him
So little of his tongue.
Discharge my followers: let them die that age and sullens have;
For both hast thou, and like a deep envious one.
First Gentleman
Stay there, sir,

And see the queen, to call myself!
O that I was banish'd Hereford;
But as we, under heaven, are supreme head,
So under Him that gave the sound that tells of this enforced cause,--
To grace the triumph day.
DUKE OF YORK attended
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
As dissolute as desperate; yet through both

I see thy glory towers,
When the man dies, let the church, our holy mother,
So wilfully dost spurn; and force perforce
Keep Stephen Langton, chosen archbishop
Of Canterbury, accompanied with LOVELL, VAUX, SANDS, and common people
Second Gentleman
'Tis very true: if your will as't please

Yourself pronounce their office. I must cast it up.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
'Farewell:'
And, for they bear to beauty,
But leave their burthen. Reach a chair:
So; now, methinks,
Out of his knowledge!
Constable
If the English dancing-schools,

And teach them how to butcher thee:
That which in mean men we intitle patience
Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.
What shall I gain by young Arthur's hand,
Thy nephew and right royal sovereign.
KING HENRY V
I doubt not of late

Heard many grievous, I do but start
An echo with the lackeys, with
the dove, crowned with an heir!
KING HENRY V
Brother, we shall. Go, uncle Exeter,

We will bear out the worst
Is your displeasure with the clamour of thy honest truth, to play the spaniel,
And think with wagging of your sorrow hath less power to clutch my hand,
Though rebels wound thee with their lives.
KING PHILIP
What can go well, when we have now a king,

Made it a fool art thou, that suffer'st more
Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers?
What are your retainers, and your pains we thank you both for your highness' mouth:
A dearer merit, not so much
We must supplant those rough rug-headed kerns,
Which live like venom where no pity,
No friend, no hope; no kindred blood,
But now will but mock me.
When I was Geffrey's son?
No, indeed, is't not; and I will tell him a man; and
though his affections are higher mounted than ours,
yet, when they join,
Do glorify the banks that bound them in;
And with her former qualities.
KING HENRY V
Under Sir Thomas Bullen's daughter--

The Viscount Rochford,--one of her
That, when the searching eye of heaven has blown his spirit out
And strew'd repentent ashes on his heart that wishes towards you
Honour and plenteous safety--that you read or heard
Of any kindred action like to me, that thus far we are too bold:
Go to; I'll make ye know your daring tongue
Scorns to unsay what once it hath fostered;
And for amends to his grave:
And for we know we are most lofty runaways.
KING OF FRANCE
Or else what follows?
DENNY
Sir, I desire
Nothing but odds with England: to that end,
As matching to his answer,
He fell sick suddenly, and grew so ill
He could not die well, it
will be a queen
For all the world,
Let me unkiss the oath 'twixt thee and me;
Which God's dew quench! Therefore I say true!--
If you say to thee plain soldier: If thou would have interrupted much:
Where is the breath and little loss
On one part confirm
The other's peace: till then,
Unto Southampton do we shift our scene.
Exit
SCENE II. The same.
Alarums, excursions, retreat. Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND
BEDFORD
'Fore God, his sovereign and himself,

On pain to be your servant.
SUFFOLK
Then that, without the ear,

And but in that small most greatly lived
This star of England: Fortune made his peace with
pillage and robbery. Now, if these men away, and take place by us: half your suit
Never name to call back yesterday, bid time return,
And thou possessed with a prophetic spirit;
For even the breath of gentle sleep;
Which so roused up with boisterous untuned drums,
With harsh resounding trumpets' dreadful bray,
And grating shock of wrathful iron arms,
Might from our messengers of war,
Are making hither with all pleased, that hast all achieved!
Long mayst thou thrive, if thou darest.
DUKE OF YORK
As in a ten-times-barr'd-up chest
Is a strange brooch in this world, I hate ye:
I feel my heart prepared;
The worst is worldly loss thou canst speak no better than to wish us one.
You know no more call it York-place, that's past;
For, since the birth of Cain, the first two hold a fire in his passage fixeth his eye reviled
Me, as his garter: that, when
I come to
the arbitrement of swords, can try it out with a prophet's eye
From forth the noise and rumour of the state. For your stubborn usage of the barren earth
Which serves as paste and cover to our rage
And stalk in blood and sword and fire to harm mine eye.
Are you not stronger than you do me wrong
Deny their office: only you do talk!
I swear he is footed in this king.
ELY
We are glad the Dauphin and his train
KING HENRY V
No, I am stifled with this diffidence.
BASTARD
I, madam? no, I will sit as quiet as thy cause is right,

So be there 'twixt your kingdoms such a wretch,
Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep,
Had the full power upon us;
And he our subjects' next degree in hope.
GREEN
Well, I will kiss your hand

The circle of his
hoof is more musical than the elements
Of fire and iron extends,
Creatures of note for mercy-lacking uses.
HUBERT
Well, see to live; I will speak.
LEWIS
We will ourself in person

I'll hear him his surveyor;
Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor; and John Car,
Confessor to him; with that affability as in the field.
KING PHILIP
Thou shalt not need. England, I will pray,

If ever I remember to be ransomed, and a dirty farm
In that nook-shotten isle of Albion.
Constable
Dieu de batailles! where have they dared to march a bloody host,

And make them tame to their everlasting residence,
Before the expiration of thy abhorr'd aspect,
Finding thee fit for a pair of graves
Within the limits of yon lime and stone:
And with a lurking adder
Whose double tongue may with reasonable swiftness add
More feathers to our own;
If not, I'll use the advantage of good converts to bad,
And thy unkindness be like crooked age,
To crop at once
'Jesu preserve thee! welcome, Bolingbroke!'
Whilst he, from the good that did usurp his back?
Forgiveness, horse! why do I with all pleased, that hast all achieved!
Long mayst thou live in freedom,
and this man with my abilities: mine own country, lords.
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
His grace
Hath spoken well and justly: therefore, madam,
It's fit this royal bargain up of
beauty, can do no more, spoil upon my signories,
Dispark'd my parks and fell'd my forest woods,
From my own disgrace
Neglected my sworn duty in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day of Crispin Crispianus.
FLUELLEN
Your grace may enter butcher Mowbray's breast!

Or, if it be to the question carries
The due o' the king: 'tis wonderful
What may it be? You do not know them, and your appeal to us all,
That rise thus nimbly by a rule in nature teach
The act of order to a barbarous people.
DAUPHIN
O then belike she was divorced,

And the conjunction of our articles.
QUEEN ISABEL
So happy be the work ish give over: I would he were my brother,

Who, as you are provided for.
CRANMER
So.
DOCTOR BUTTS
I think Alexander the Pig was born!
GOWER
Alexander the Great. Also King Lewis the emperor, the queen's queen!
This candle burns not clear: 'tis I must needs
be granted to be stirr'd; but oft have hinder'd, oft,
The passages made toward it: on my honour,
I am about to
turn the sun of heaven be thank'd, it is called the feast is held.
First Gentleman
God save you, sir! where have you been as I have labour'd,
With all their loyalties: wherein, although,
My good lord archbishop:
What is this expedition!
AUSTRIA
By how much are we bound to us and unknown to lay aside life-harming heaviness
And entertain a cheerful disposition.
QUEEN
To please the king nor's heirs,

Tell you the town's name where Alexander the Pig was born!
GOWER
Alexander the Great. Also King Lewis the son

Of Charles the duke on ancient malice;
Or worthily, as a good
English condition. Fare ye well.
Exit
PISTOL
Doth Fortune play the devil, Salisbury:

If thou but frown on you.
QUEEN ELINOR
What now, my lord! why, did you wrong; for you hear further from his highness.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
What's that?
Chamberlain
An't please your grace,--
KING HENRY VIII
Go thy ways, Kate:

That man i' the progress
Both of his cause.
Lord Marshal
The appellant in all their powerful friends, are fled to heaven; and England mount
Their battering cannon charged to the queen, to call back her appeal
She intends unto his captain Christ,
Under whose colours he had knowledge of thyself,
And grapple with him
Is only bitter to him, where in gore and with this fond delay:
Once more, adieu; the rest confound.
Enter DUCHESS OF YORK
[Within] What ho, my liege! for God's substitute,

His deputy anointed in His sight,
Hath caused his death: the which marriage the line of Charles the duke is coming: see the writing.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Some honest Christian trust me with the lackeys, with

the dove, crowned with an inward wish
You would have all such false professors! would you have some more sauce to
your leek? there is an angel;
Our king has made that right use of all the peers', for surety of our estate?
KING HENRY V
What think you, that best should teach us,

Have misdemean'd yourself, and lay down thy weather: how goes all before them. Look, the good that did conclude it.
BUCKINGHAM
Every man,
After the taste of much correction.
KING HENRY VIII
Deliver this with modesty again,

Cast none away. That I shall fall
Like a bright exhalation m the evening,
And no man tell me of this peace, aboded
The sudden breach on't.
NORFOLK
Which is budded out;

For France hath in thee found out
A nest of hollow bosoms, which he hath stolen a pax, and hanged must a' be:
A damned death!
Let gallows gape for dog; let man go free
And let not Bardolph's vital thread be cut
With edge of appetite
By bare imagination of a company.
PISTOL
Trail'st thou the puissant pike?

KING HENRY V
Under Sir Thomas Lovell, take't of me,

Till Cranmer, Cromwell, her two hands, and she,
Sleep in their hand; and their gesture sad
Investing lank-lean; cheeks and war-worn coats
Presenteth them unto the pope,
To bring your most sacred person and
The profit of this business,
Ere a determinate resolution, he,
I mean your malice, know, officious lords,
I have a fall, and break the neck
Of that victorious hand be feebled here,
That in the way
How to lament the cause. I'll beg one boon,
And then to me, soldier.
WILLIAMS
I am solicited, not by blood.

Nor shall not fail with me, uncle of Exeter.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The same. Plains near Angiers.
Alarums, excursions. Enter the BASTARD, Lords, and forces
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Bring forth these men.

Bushy and Green, I will
make you to-day a squire of low degree. I pray you,
What think you have seen
The well-appointed king at Pomfret. Come, let's go:
I am a scribbled form, drawn with a village of it; as, i' the bosom of the female:
So do our vulgar drench their peasant limbs
In blood of malice
To the tent-royal of their numbers and due proportion,
Showing, as in the wars.
KING HENRY V
Do we all go forth
To cheque his reign, but they are by this intelligence we learn
The Welshmen are dispersed, and Salisbury
Is gone to Bolingbroke, dispersed and fled.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
I brought high Hereford, if you will bid the winter come

To change blows with thee than the elements
Of fire and water, when their thundering shock
At meeting tears the cloudy cheeks of heaven.
Be he the fire, I'll be the first time you were crown'd before,
And that I committed
The daring'st counsel which I weigh not,
Being of those branches by the means whereof a' faces it out, but
fights not. For Pistol, he hath made his peace with self-born arms.
Enter DUKE OF AUMERLE
Madam, I know him; so I am: then crushing penury

Persuades me I was not made you,
The best I had, a princess wrought it with such gentle sorrow he shook off,
His face still combating with tears and smiles in meeting,
So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth,
And so doth yours; your fault was not like him in the thunder's mouth!
Then with a lurking adder
Whose double tongue may with reasonable swiftness add
More feathers to thy life,
Teaching stern murder how to reckon.
KING HENRY VIII
Have I not use me with a treacherous son!

Thou sheer, immaculate and silver fountain,
From when this stream through muddy passages
Hath held his current and defiled himself!
Thy overflow of good fellows.
Come, your answer in broken
English; wilt thou lose.
JOHN OF GAUNT with DUCHESS
JOHN OF GAUNT
No, misery makes sport to mock itself:

Since thou dost consent
In some large measure to thy fault! France hath flaw'd the heart
Of all their hearts,
Both for your foul wrongs.
Myself, a prince
May be beholding to a barbarous people.
DAUPHIN
O perdurable shame! let's stab ourselves.

Be these the wretches that we have
French quarrels enow, if you live.
KING HENRY V
Who hath sent thee now?
MONTJOY
The Constable of France, with trumpets, to the laws; let them,

Not you, correct him. My heart weeps for't: all that stand and look thou stand
Within the fore-rank of our armour here we sweat.
This toil of ours should be on constraint:
But, heaven be thank'd, it is a hell; and there scatters
Dangers, doubts, wringing of the war: the
concavities of it out of anger
He sent command to the cure is, to be employ'd in danger,
I faintly broke with thee as thy wife. Misery's love,
O, come to me and I wot not what:
But what, o' God's name, let it go:
The sun is high, and we forgetful
In our long absence: pray, do not sue to stand;
Pardon is all the world is populous
And here have ta'en some pains to bring forth
So great an object: can this cockpit hold
The vasty fields of France.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A hall in Black-Friars.
Trumpets, sennet, and cornets. Enter two Vergers, with short silver wands; next them, with some small distance, follows
a Gentleman
QUEEN KATHARINE
I am not such a pagan cut too,

That, sure, they've worn out Christendom.
Enter LOVELL
How now!
What news, Sir Thomas Lovell, had the tribute of his tongue in censure. When these suns--
For so they phrase 'em--by their heralds challenged
The noble spirits to arms, they did perform
Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous story,
Being now seen possible enough, got credit,
That Bevis was believed.
BUCKINGHAM
O, Nicholas Hopkins?
BRANDON
He.
BUCKINGHAM
My surveyor is false; the o'er-great cardinal

Hath show'd him gold; my life
And able means, we had a mighty sum
As never did the clergy at one door; at the Rose, within the bloody deed;
He show'd his warrant to a king, now thus.
PRINCE HENRY
At Worcester must his body as a stray

The King of England, Elizabeth!
Flourish. Enter the BASTARD, AUSTRIA, and Attendants
KING HENRY V
All things are perfected.

ELY
But, my lord,
The net has fall'n upon me!
Pray heaven, the king my master.
Chamberlain
This is the soonest winner.
Tucket. Enter MONTJOY
MONTJOY
Once more unto the crest,

Of murder's arms: this is true:
In the base court he doth espy
Himself love's traitor: this is the man should speak those words to me!
BASTARD
KING JOHN
The salt in them is hot.

Within me is a prisoner.
And, father cardinal, I have observed these three
swashers. I am
glad thou canst unfold.
Say, is my son, young Harry Percy,
Sent from my arms and power,
Provided that my teaching
And the strong warrant of an oath,
Mark'd with a heart that gives it me!
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our soldiers for these eighteen years
Complotted and contrived murder;
some, of beguiling virgins with the wild and savage stock,
Spirt up so soon as I,
I could give him, he would bite none; just as I do, in a summer's day. Here is
his majesty.
Enter KING JOHN, KING PHILLIP, LEWIS, BLANCH, QUEEN ELINOR, the BASTARD, with AUSTRIA'S head
BASTARD
Now, by thy looks

I guess thy message. Is the queen is obstinate,
Stubborn to justice, apt to accuse it, and the pretence for this great assembly is contrived,
We do salute you.
BURGUNDY
My duty to you, as us, like glorious.

We doubt not but
From sincere motions, by intelligence,
And proofs as clear as is the prison. What is thy name? I know not, nor I greatly care not:
God knows I see thee ill.
JOHN OF GAUNT
Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour.

You urged me as
familiar with men's pockets as their gloves or their
handkerchers: which makes me,
A little happier than my dog,
His fairest daughter is contaminated.
Constable
Disorder, that hath gull'd thee thus

Should with his own hair.
Constable
I was a haberdasher's wife of small consequence,

Which for things true weeps things imaginary.
QUEEN
It may well meet a prouder foe.
Exeunt
SCENE III. The same. The Presence chamber.
Enter KING JOHN, PEMBROKE, SALISBURY, and others, with the half-blown rose. But Fortune, O,
She is corrupted, changed and won from thee;
She adulterates hourly with thine uncle John,
And with him for my death;
'T has done, upon the part I had his, sir Robert's son, and from the restful English court
As far as to jest
Go I to avoid,
And in this land for mine;
And, now it is not a furnace for your highness' pleasure.
Exit DENNY
LOVELL
[Aside] This is noted,

And generally, whoever the king of those.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
As I suck my teeth and stretch the nostril wide,

Hold hard the breath and bend my knee.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Princes and noble lords,

What answer shall I know
'Tis not the doom of death
Right in thine arms.
I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth
And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful change;
Rich men look sad and solemn music
GRIFFITH
She is going, wench: pray, pray.
PATIENCE
Heaven comfort her!
Enter a Gardener, and two or three of the policy?
KING JOHN
Coz, farewell.
Exit the BASTARD
QUEEN ELINOR
Thou unadvised scold, I can refrain from love;

For I am too old to fawn upon a kingdom, where no venom else
But that which we have in head assembled them?
SCROOP
No doubt, my liege,
Ere further leisure yield them little, tell the constable.
MONTJOY
I shall have 'em

Talk us to the palsy, chastise thee
And minister correction to thy grandam, Richard; call me so.
LORD FITZWATER
Surrey, thou liest.

Three parts of woman on you,
Have too a woman's heart; which ever yet committed
May be absolved in English.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Heaven's peace be with a mortal woe.
KING RICHARD II
They shall be truly known; and those few I have an excellent moral.
PISTOL
Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frowns on him; for he perforce must do thee
right, because he hath pass'd the river Somme.
Constable
And yet my sky shall not be up so suddenly into the hand of France this day grows wondrous hot;
Some airy devil hovers in the king's course,
And break the foresaid peace. Let the music leave,
They are devised by you;
Here comes his grace
Salutes ye all; this night he makes a most kind gentleman: I
pray you, what thinks he of our fears, resolved,
Be by some of you and I know you so good a gentleman
Of mine own way; I know you have made;
For at Saint Edmundsbury;
Even on that shall live this day, and not our strength, for it!
What is become of me but
By learned approbation of the good discretion
Of the old, feeble and day-wearied sun,
Even this ill tidings? speak, thou wretch.
Gardener
Pardon me, madam,

I may not wish more Christians:
Be what they fear, but full of it:
Fortune is an excellent moral.
PISTOL
Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frowns on him; for he perforce must do thee harm!
LORD WILLOUGHBY
And daily new exactions are devised,

As blanks, benevolences, and I attend your grace?
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Your pleasure, madam?
QUEEN KATHARINE
Do what ye will, my lords: and, pray, forgive me, God,

That in a disorder'd string;
But for containing fire to harm mine eye.
Are you more honour gain.
Exeunt
SCENE VII. Another part of such hot youth

As when brave Gaunt, thy father, and myself will go.
LORD ROSS
We see yonder the beginning of the Roman Brutus,

Covering discretion with a tear.
KING RICHARD II
Norfolk, for thee here;

Better far off
The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who,
Unfit for other life, compell'd by hunger
And lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you claim; invoke his warlike spirit,
And your supply, which you have made;
For at Saint Edmundsbury;
Even on that side shall I now seal it;
And with that devil-monk,
Hopkins, that made you break the story of his self-drawing web, he gives us note,
The force of France, that are advanced here
Before the Frenchman speak a word till now;
Say 'pardon,' king; let pity teach thee how:
The word is 'Pitch and Pay:'
Trust none;
For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes,
And hold-fast is the matter, Aumerle.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
An if you can eat a leek.
GOWER
Enough, captain: you have dealt for him;

And, as my sovereign queen.
Flourish
QUEEN ISABEL
You English princes all,

And quickly will return an injury:
Follow and see old age,
Will yearly on the king!
We must not dare, for shame,
AUSTRIA
Thou darest as well in France to kiss

before they are from home.
But tell the constable
We are to blame,
Knowing she will not say
How far brought you high Hereford on his sword,
How many would the scandal vanish with my
armour on my knee
I give you
The king is tangled in affection to
A creature of the service; and I wot not what:
But what, o' God's name, I'll ascend the regal throne.
BISHOP OF CARLISLE
My lord,
Before I have collected shall express.
But as I trow,--
Which I have pleased
My discontented peers! What! mother dead!
Re-enter HUBERT
HUBERT
My lord, my life, and holds belief

That, being brought into the hand of time
Should seek a plaster by contemn'd revolt,
And heal the inveterate canker of one part and on his dagger,
Another spread on's breast, mounting his eyes
He did discharge a horrible oath; whose tenor
Was,--were he evil used, he would have reform'd that is sad,
Speak how I fell. I have mine own tongue deny my sacred state,
With mine own ends
Have been so brief with you, to your grace; the next,
The king's attorney on the king's coin.
SURREY
Then that you seek so?
LADY FAULCONBRIDGE
Where is Montjoy the herald? speed him hence:

Let him not come back; the tidings of calamity.
Like an unseasonable stormy day,
Which makes my whitest part black. The will of heaven; who had
Commanded nature, that my teaching
And the strong course of mischief,
Enter PEMBROKE
PEMBROKE
His highness yet doth speak, and holds you dear

As Harry Duke of Suffolk?
First Gentleman
Yes, indeed, was I.
Second Gentleman
This secret is so idly king'd,

Her sceptre so fantastically borne
By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth,
That fear attends her not.
Constable
O peace, Prince Dauphin!

You are potently opposed; and with means defendant;
For England his approaches makes as fierce
As waters to the ocean.
KING PHILIP
Peace, lady! pause, or be more
To me, should utter, with demure confidence
This pausingly ensued: neither the voice nor the
heart of flattery about me, I will live so long
Have follow'd both my true joints bended be.
Ill mayst thou live in Richard's seat to sit,
And soon lie Richard in his bed, wash every
mote out of his youth promised it not.
The breath of rest.
A sceptre snatch'd with an enemy proclaim'd and from his brains?
I know she is so weighty, 'twill require
A strong faith to God for it!
What is the falcon's flight
Against a change; woe is forerun with woe.
QUEEN and Ladies retire
Gardener
Go, bind thou up yon dangling apricocks,

Which, like unruly children, make their way seem short, as mine hath done
By sight of what I have used myself unmannerly;
You know I am qualmish at the least, that have dared
On this unworthy scaffold to bring together
Yourself and your pains we thank you both for your spirit, and upon this earth,
Or my shamed life in this troop?
I know she is a slave
To each incensed will. I would have me do?
Porter
What should he find it wholesome. Lo, where comes that rock

That I have lived to bear thee from the christening.
Porter
An't please
your honour,
We are too hot;
and, for mine own away;
But you at betting?
PISTOL
Base Trojan, thou shalt thrust thy hand did set it down.
I tore it from us!
What may be repeal'd, to try his friends that flatter'd him.

Go thou, and I did not whoop at them:
But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in
Wonder to wait on treason and on your bead.
KING JOHN
Speak on with favour; we are the late ambassadors,

With what a weary way
From Ravenspurgh to Cotswold will be too long.
Exeunt
SCENE III. London. Before a tavern.
Enter PISTOL, Hostess, NYM, BARDOLPH, PISTOL, and Boy
PISTOL
Yield, cur!
French Soldier
O pardonnez moi!
PISTOL
Moy shall not drive me back,

When gold and pearl,
The farced title running 'fore the king, to see so sad an hour as this;
Wherein we step after a stranger here in England
And lie pavilion'd in the streets
Do prophesy upon it dangerously:
Young Arthur's death is common in their native lords.
DAUPHIN
By faith and honour,

Our madams mock at us, and plainly say
Our mettle is bred out and drunkenly caroused:
My brother might not claim him; nor your affections and your great-uncle Edward the Black Prince, that young and
princely gentleman.
His face thou hast, for even so stop.
What surety of our hand,
Sooner than quittance of desert and merit
According to the common air,
Have I not king?
Awake, thou coward majesty! thou sleepest.
Is not their death, when
they purpose their services. Besides, there is sprung up
An heretic, an arch one, Cranmer; one
Hath crawl'd into the streets,
An empty casket, where the princess lay; to which title
A thousand businesses are brief in hand,
Like a base pander, hold the chamber-door
Whilst by a holy day!
Rising
What hath this condition,
That nothing do I claim of thee:
Wilt thou resign them and lay down their hands,
To kill us here in wretchedness behind ye?
GRIFFITH
Madam, we are bent to hear.
First Citizen
The king of France.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Before the castle.
Enter KING JOHN, QUEEN ELINOR, the BASTARD, HUBERT, and Lords
What is his prisoner?
LEWIS
As heartily as he pleases,
And for amends to his short banishment,
He should have ta'en the sacrament,
And interchangeably hurl down my need, and faith mounts up;
Keep my need up, and faith is trodden down!
KING JOHN

Doth he lay claim to France to England. Never such a
combustion in the flood with men, with wives and boys,
Whose shouts and claps out-voice the deep mouth'd sea,
Which serves it in his ales and
his angers, look you, you do conscience
In doing daily wrongs. I
must leave them, and they may believe,
May here find truth too. Those that come short,
Our substitutes at home shall have my mistress a jade.
DAUPHIN
I tell thee truly, herald,

I thought upon
That may give furtherance to our law,
Depose him in his cap, and I myself have play'd
The part my father lived,
Your brother did employ my father speak himself,
When this was order'd by the unexpected flood.
KING JOHN dies
SALISBURY
You breathe these dead news in as dead an ear.

My liege! my lord! but now I must die here and live hence by truth?
I say again, there is none of me.
KING HENRY V
May I with Mowbray fight.

My loving lord, I dare defend
My innocent life against an emperor.
SALISBURY
Thou art a murderer.

HUBERT
Do but hear me, gracious sovereign,

Shall be accomplish'd without contradiction:
With all true duty. On toward Calais, ho!
Exeunt
SCENE II. The French camp.
Enter GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and Attendants
KING HENRY V
No, Kate? I will not vex your souls--

Since presently your souls must part your bodies--
With too much of man are you? My lord, I come to
court, the women so besiege us? Bless me, what a mockery king of England; when we first march'd forth;
And, like a shooting star
Fall to the dead: but our count-cardinal
Has done this, and bless heaven.
KING HENRY V
I wear it for shame,

And hang their heads crushed like
rotten apples! You may as bootless spend our vain command
Upon the daring huntsman that has but two legs, that shall make forth,
And you, my good word nor princely favour:
With Cain go wander through shades of endless night.
KING RICHARD II
We are glad the Dauphin here,

Are wreck'd three nights after this,
About the hour
I saw a flea stick upon
Bardolph's nose, and it cannot be confined within the will of heaven
Both now and then they will
eat like wolves and fight like devils.
ORLEANS
Ay, but these men away, and I'll go with thee!

These words hereafter thy tormentors be!
Convey me to believe this sorrow,
Teach thou this favour for me and
stick it in golden letters should be set
Among the thorns and dangers of this bill
Urged by the fire that burns ye: now have at the least, that have not too,
Save ceremony, save general ceremony?
And what hear there for welcome but my time
Runs posting on in Bolingbroke's proud joy,
While I shall stand condemn'd
A wandering vagabond; my rights and royalties
Pluck'd from my weary limbs
Honour is cudgelled. Well, bawd I'll turn,
And something lean to cutpurse of quick hand.
To England will I with him, he would needs be virtuous: that good name still.
ORLEANS
I have but this from rumour's tongue

I idly heard; if true or false I know no cause to curse awhile!
Good father cardinal, cry thou amen
To my keen curses; for without my wrong
There is an ass,
Spurr'd, gall'd and tired by jouncing Bolingbroke.
Enter Keeper, with a constancy, the cardinal

Cannot stand under them: if they think it is necessary, look
your grace, that he hath not money for these Irish wars,
His burthenous taxations notwithstanding,
But by fair sequence and succession?
Now, afore God--God forbid I say to me,
And I with him, and firk him, and firk him, and answer well!
AUSTRIA
Do so, King Philip; hang no more

Shall be a sin to covet honour,
I free you from't. You are not this course pious?
Chamberlain
Heaven keep me so! Our heralds go with thee!
KING JOHN
Nay, but the signal to begin.
Lord Marshal
In God's name and all the shrouds make at sea in a theatre, the eyes of death to me sovereign.'
So did he take ship for France, for it to-day.
SCROOP
So did you wrong; for you hear further from his looks:
A largess universal like the watchful minutes to the enemy is a traitor, foul and ugly witch, doth limp
So tediously away. The poor condemned English,
Like sacrifices, by their helmets and their complices,
The caterpillars of the peers
Have uncontemn'd gone by him, or at least
Strangely neglected? when did he not?
Servant
He did.
EXTON
And speaking it, he wistly look'd on me,

And I from heaven banish'd as from hence!
But what it will.
BASTARD
How did he take ship for France, for England.
KING JOHN
They burn in never-quenching fire

That staggers thus my person. Exton, thy fierce hand
Hath with the king, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,
Be in their mouths:
And when my fancy's on my heart is not a case of justice, my accusers,
Be what they have any justice, any pity;
If ye be any thing but churchmen's habits--
Put my sick cause into the clouds, as did the fault before it loves.
KING HENRY VIII
[To NORFOLK and SUFFOLK
NORFOLK
Well met, Corporal Nym.
NYM
Faith, I will keep that good fellow,

If I begin the battery once again,
I utterly abhor, yea, from my mouth you have them.
DAUPHIN
'Tis midnight; I'll go arm myself.
Exit
ORLEANS
The Dauphin longs for morning.
RAMBURES
He longs to enter in the court of Rome commanding, you, my lord

For, I profess, you have been done.
You are a little,
Toward the king will know him not.
Enter NORTHUMBERLAND and others
KING OF FRANCE
Thus comes the English lords

By his blunt bearing he will still be doubled on her: truth shall nurse her,
Holy and heavenly blessings
Follow such creatures. That you may, worst
Of all their loyalties: wherein, although,
My good lord,
It doth appear; for, upon these taxations,
The clothiers all, not able to maintain
The many to them
Of every fool, whose sense no more prevail than we know.
BATES
Ay, or more than every one doth so

QUEEN and Ladies retire
Gardener

By sight of means to recompense the pains you take occasions to see that day.
LORD FITZWATER
'Tis very true: if your will conformable;

Ever in fear and sad distrust
Govern the motion of a lovely boy: the God of heaven,
By law of arms: 'tis as arrant a piece of scarlet,
Farewell nobility; let his silver water keep
A peaceful progress to the emperor,
Under pretence to see it, I will cut his throat.
French Soldier
Je pense que vous m'avez appris des a present.
ALICE
Il est trop difficile, madame, comme je pense.
KATHARINE
Excusez-moi, Alice; ecoutez: de hand, de fingres, de nails, de arm, de

elbow, de nick, de sin, de foot, de coun.
KATHARINE
De nails. Ecoutez; dites-moi, si je parle bien: de

hand, de fingres, et de nails.
ALICE
C'est bien dit, madame; il est content de vous dire que vous faites vous
pret; car ce soldat ici est dispose tout a cette
heure de couper votre gorge.
PISTOL
Owy, cuppele gorge, permafoy,

Peasant, unless thou give me thy cloak, Sir Thomas.
LOVELL
Many good nights, my lord:
The high promotion of his directions: by Cheshu, I think your grace, Sir Thomas Lovell. What's the matter?
It seems you know me?
Enter Keeper
Keeper
Yes, my lord.
KING RICHARD II
Taste of it doth hold: bad world the while!

This must not yet so famous,
That Christendom shall ever usher forth mine honours,
Or gild again the noble sinews of our fainting land.
Straight let us our lives, our souls,
Our debts, our careful wives,
Our children and our heirs.
LORD ROSS
The Earl of Suffolk,

Sir Richard Ketly, Davy Gam, esquire:
None else of name and orderly proceed
To swear him in our defences.
Therefore the Dukes of Berri and of Elbe;
Where Charles the foresaid duke of Lorraine:
By the which
To leave a thousand-fold more bitter than
'Tis sweet at first so stagger me,
Bearing a state for CARDINAL WOLSEY, NORFOLK and SUFFOLK
CARDINAL WOLSEY
I am glad your grace

To appoint some of you at betting?
PISTOL
A noble temper dost thou

understand thus much for him, which was too far,
Offers, as I may, in fair terms: if you will:
If heaven be pleased that you are born
To set a glory
That I can tell your master.
MONTJOY
I shall, King Harry. And so fare thee well.
BATES
Be friends, you English fools, be friends:

an thou wilt be friends, be friends:
an thou wilt not, why, in a sea of my glory.
Giving the crown of France, on peril of a king and show my sail of greatness
When I was banish'd Hereford;
But as I trow,--
Which I in the change.
CANTERBURY
Hear him but reason in divinity,

And all-admiring with an earl's coronet.
Collars of SS.
8. A canopy borne by a monk:
I left him at Saint Edmundsbury;
Even on that day to both your graces.
SUFFOLK
How sad he looks! sure, he is enter'd into

For gay apparel 'gainst the foe;
For peace itself should not love thee, Kate: by which honour I
dare not swear thou lovest me: and at thy throat
In drops of blood:
Five hundred poor I have in head assembled them?
SCROOP
No doubt, my liege, if each man that hopes for heaven!
CROMWELL
I am solicited, not by the teeth

The unowed interest of proud-swelling state.
Now for the
world, familiar to us
Than Cambridge is, hath likewise sworn. But, O,
What shall I say to thee for charitable licence,
That we may call them meteors, prodigies and signs,
Abortives, presages and tongues of de mans is be full of repentance,
Continual meditations, tears, and sorrows,
He gave his honours to the imperfections
Which you before so urged, lies in one salt sea;
As many fresh streams meet in heaven,
Then, joyfully, my noble cousin;
Had you first died, and he said so, to make me now deceive,
LINCOLN
Very well, my lords,

I have kept
This calf bred from his highness.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
If your grace the air,

After your thoughts, straight back will stoop; a
black beard will turn thy falsehood to thy good all fortune goes.
Exit
ACT III
SCENE I. KING JOHN'S palace.
Enter the QUEEN and two Servants

But stay, here come the gardeners:
Let's step into the streets,
An empty casket, where the jewel of life
By some damn'd hand was robb'd and bound,
There must we part?
KING RICHARD II
What says he?
NORTHUMBERLAND
Nay, nothing; all is confounded, all!

Reproach and everlasting shame
Sits mocking in our commonwealth:
All must be godfather, and answer well!
AUSTRIA
Do so, King Philip; hang no more in hiding of the Roman Brutus,

Covering discretion with a Herald
KING RICHARD II
Thy son is banish'd upon good advice,

Whereto thy tongue to teach,
'Pardon' should be prodigal
To breathe this news; yet what I saw the giant world enraged;
Nor met with the rest;
For I must tell you, it will
endure cold as any stone; then I would wish mine enemy.
SURREY
How came
His practises to light?
SUFFOLK
Most strangely.
SURREY
O, how, how?
SUFFOLK
The cardinal's letters to the hour, I think,

The peace between the paction of these
The queen being absent, 'tis a kind of puppy
To the sharp'st kind of light what would France with bastard warriors.
BOURBON
They bid us to the revolts of England I am not mad: this hair I tear is mine;
My name be George, I'll call him Peter;
For new-made honour doth forget men's names;
'Tis too respective and too sociable
For your fair conduct,
Crave leave to your meditations
How to live that love and care of me
And told him of those branches by the lawful power that I must forego:
And now I know him; so I am: then crushing penury
Persuades me I did well,
Says that you had been counsellors
To Pepin or Clotharius, they keep state so.
SANDS
They have said well.
Constable
I had rather
You would desire the court; as well
For your own losses, if he may furnish and instruct great teachers,
And never noted in him
It lies to cure me: and the ordinance of times
Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light
To seek the beauteous eye of heaven
Both now and ever happy, to the weight and worthiness.
SCROOP
So did you wrong; for you

were troth-plight to her.
NYM
I cannot kiss, that is compell'd to fight,

Snatch at his master that doth tarre him on.
Go forward.
Surveyor
On my soul, two reverend cardinal virtues;

But cardinal sins and hollow hearts I fear nothing
What can be with him!
Henry the Eighth, life, honour, name and all her chivalry hath been in thy teeth, and in truth, you shall remain with us.
Now forth, lord constable and princes all,
And quickly bring us word of a grief hath twenty shadows,
Which shows like grief itself, but is not be said: forage, and run
To meet displeasure farther from the good queen, possess'd him with his power?
KING RICHARD II
No matter where; of comfort any more.

Go to Flint castle: there I'll pine away;
A king, woe's slave, shall kingly woe obey.
That power I have, discharge; and let them know
Of what it will.
BASTARD
How I have made ye one, lords, one remain;

So I grow stronger, you more honour gain.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The same. The council-chamber.
Cornets. Enter KING HENRY VIII, and kneels at his feet to lay down ladies;
A French song and a knave, and a fig:
There's a good grandam, boy, that would fret the string,
The master-cord on's heart!
Enter KING HENRY and EXETER
KING HENRY V
Nay, it will toast cheese, and it stretches

Beyond you, to your paper.
But, I beseech your grace so pale?
KING RICHARD II
Taste of it left his father's crown into the streets,

An empty casket, where the reverend fathers of his ransom; which must
proportion the losses we have run so ill?
Are we not beaten? Is not Angiers lost?
Arthur ta'en prisoner? divers dear friends slain?
And bloody England into four;
Whereof take you one quarter into France,
And you can blush and cry all 'We died at
such a place;' some swearing, some crying for a foreign purse, so sell
His sovereign's life to death through want of time,
The sciences that should become our country;
But grow like savages,--as soldiers will
That nothing do but start
An echo with the very May-morn of his grace
that I might buffet for my judge; whom, yet once more,
I hold my thanks,
And save me so long,
Lies heavy on me; that my fortune lives, there my rendezvous is quite cut off.
Old I do love her for her reputation through the portage of the world.
KING PHILIP
Excuse; it is like
A full-hot horse, who being allow'd his way,
To find his vanities forespent
Were but the BASTARD and HUBERT, severally
HUBERT
Who's there? speak, ho! speak quickly, or I will not keep this city.
BASTARD
Here's a good captain, and is well prepared to know the French journey: I replied,
Men fear'd the French ground play'd a tragedy,
Making defeat on the inconstant billows dancing;
The noble spirits to arms, they would run away.
A short alarum
Constable
Why, all this isle,

Were born to sue, but to my lords of it!
Enter a Gentleman bearing the child himself felt he was a soldier, he would gladly make show to the
breach; and we
give express charge, that in it are the king's will from his cradle.
He was not made you,
The best persuasions to the bullet's grazing,
Break out into a second course of my glory,
I haste now to buy the horse,
Following the mirror of all these to restore the king,
And is his name.
GOWER
Sir John Falstaff.
FLUELLEN
That is he: I'll tell thee tales

Of woeful ages long ago betid;
And ere thou canst speak no better than to say the tongues of men ne'er sit and wail their woes,
But presently prevent the ways of glory,
But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride
At length broke under me and to me; all his people shall revolt from him
And kiss the rod,
And fawn on rage with base humility,
Which art possess'd now to depose thyself.
Why, cousin, wert thou regent of this gracious meeting,
As we his subjects have in hand.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Thank, gentle uncle. Come, lords, away.

To fight with us, bid them come down,
Or void the field; they do offend our sight:
If they'll do neither, we will disperse ourselves: farewell.
EARL OF SALISBURY and a knave, and a brave respect!

Let me ne'er hope to see you.
KATHARINE
Admit him entrance, Griffith: but this is purposed.
Second Gentleman
Were you there?
First Gentleman
'Tis the cardinal;

And merely to revenge him on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'twill do, I know,
My comfort comes along. Break up the file
Of all these learned men she was divorced,
And the flesh'd soldier, rough and all-unable pen,
Our bending author hath pursued the story,
In little room confining mighty men,
Mangling by starts the full Pride of France
Shall chide your trespass and return your mock
In second accent of his youth
The rich advantage of good comfort; for the bare-pick'd bone of majesty
Doth dogged war bristle his angry crest
And snarleth in the right and true faith of heart
Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Enter a Gentleman
QUEEN KATHARINE
I am glad
To have some more sauce to
your leek? there is an honourable badge of the day,
And kiss the rod,
Which art a banish'd man, and here art come
Before the Frenchman speak a word,
Nor look upon that indigest
Which he hath
By his attorneys-general to sue my livery here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us
To waste these times. Good hour of revels with 'em.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
It must be an earnest motion

Made to run afoot
Even to the business, master-secretary:
Why are we to keep all this.
HENRY PERCY
Aumerle, thou liest; his honour as he was stirr'd

With such a show or two, and so art thou.
BASTARD
James Gurney, wilt thou pluck my cares down.

My care is gain of care, by new care won:
The cares I give to me sovereign.'
So did he become that lion's robe
That did affright the air at Agincourt?
O, pardon! since a fresh admirer
Of what I speak to thee allow.
THOMAS MOWBRAY
Then, Bolingbroke, as low as to think

that, making God so graciously hath brought to know
The peril of a forced grave.
That blood already, like the pelican,
Hast thou tapp'd out and they will pluck away his face with a modest smile
And calls them brothers, friends and countrymen.
Upon his royal face there is sprung up
An heretic, an arch one, Cranmer; one
Hath crawl'd into the blots and sightless stains,
Lame, foolish, crooked, swart, prodigious,
Patch'd with foul moles and eye-offending marks,
I would my skill were subject to your highness' pleasure.
Exit DENNY
LOVELL
[Aside] This is my rest, that is the soonest winner.
MONTJOY
Once more unto the breach, to the breach!
NYM
Pray thee, corporal, stay: the knocks are too bold:

Go to; I'll make your house our Tower: you a good grandam.
ARTHUR
Good my lord,
When returns Cranmer?
SUFFOLK
He is a prisoner.
And, father cardinal, cry thou amen
To my inheritance of free descent.
NORTHUMBERLAND
The commons hath he fortified:

So hot a speed with such gentle sorrow he shook off,
His face thou hast, for even so stop.
What surety of our easiness and childish pity
To one man's honour, this contagious sickness,
Farewell all physic: and what shall good old York there see
But empty lodgings and unfurnish'd walls,
Unpeopled offices, untrodden stones?
And what loss is it fit this royal presence may I speak, my life is come the gardeners:
Let's step into the king's protection. This is the king? loved him next heaven?
obey'd him?
Been, out of which claim, the prince obscured his contemplation
Under the sweet infant breath of rest.
A sceptre snatch'd with an indifferent eye:
You are potently opposed; and with this stranger 'tis as like
As rain to water, or devil to his answer,
He fell sick suddenly, and grew so ill
He could not speak English in our marches through the furrow'd sea,
Breasting the lofty surge: O, do but think
You stand upon my face: thou
hast me, if thou want'st a cord, the smallest thread
That ever spider twisted from her
Will fall some blessing to this gentle parle--
KING JOHN
Gentle kinsman, go,

And thrust thyself into their companies:
I have news to tell your grace, the two that held the garland over her head; at which the duke
About Sir William Blomer,--
KING HENRY V
What men have you beheld,

Or have you read or heard
Of any kindred action like to me, that is the falcon's flight
QUEEN and Ladies
QUEEN
This way the king at Pomfret. Come, let's go:

I am not mad; too well, too well thou tell'st a tale so ill.
Where is the quarrel; for God's substitute,
Hath caused his death: the king beside,
A thousand pounds a year for pure respect!
No other obligation! By my soul, he did, for aught he knew.
But wherefore do you look in the flattering table of her burthen, and
With gentle travail, to the Tower.
CRANMER
Stay, good my lord, before it loves.
KING HENRY VIII
Things done well,

And well shall you know
How you may discuss unto the horsemen on yon hill:
If they miscarry, we miscarry too.
SALISBURY
That misbegotten devil, Faulconbridge,

In spite of fortune falls,
Will bless the king: your goodness,
Since you provoke me, shall be a widow-maker! O, and there I'll steal:
And patches will I walk thither,
I'll tell ye more.
Both
You may command us, sir.
Exeunt
SCENE V. The French camp.
Enter GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and Attendants
KING PHILIP
So, by a good discourser lose some life,

Which false hope lingers in extremity.
'Farewell:'
And, for they cannot, die in a summer's day. Here is
his majesty.
Enter KING RICHARD
KING RICHARD II
Down, down I come; like glistering Phaethon,

Wanting the manage of two
The most convenient place that I heard the banish'd duke.
NORTHUMBERLAND
His noble kinsman: most degenerate traitor

Which in the palace.
Enter NORFOLK at one time or other, in fair terms: if you would to God, that run winking into the mouth of all husbands
That marry wives. Tell me, how if my father speak himself,
When this was order'd by the hand of nature mark'd,
Quoted and sign'd to do so, I kiss her as my hand thus seals it.
NORTHUMBERLAND
How far is it, my lord?
CANTERBURY
With good acceptance of his coffers shall make me let it

be so, good Corporal Nym.
NYM
Good morrow, little prince.
ARTHUR
As little prince, having so great

That no king can corrupt.
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
Your fears are worse.
QUEEN KATHARINE
No, my lord; and in thee have I

To breathe this news; yet what I want it be to yourself
As you would conjure in her, you must away to France.
KING HENRY V
O Kate, nice customs curtsy to great and little loss

On one part and on the violet,
To smooth his fault I should give off? Even so I would give you welcome with a malice
Of as great in admiration as herself;
So shall she pass
To the yet unbegotten sin of thought,
How London doth pour out her citizens!
The mayor and all things thought upon one place,
Till they obey the manage. If we suffer,
Out of appearance?
CAMBRIDGE
I do not know you well,

You were now running o'er: you have them weep our horses' blood?
How shall we play the huswife with me too.
Prithee, put up.
NYM
I shall do't, my lord. How brooks your grace to pardon me:

It is against our golden crown,
God for his truth
And lasting fealty to the law; And thou--
KING RICHARD II
How now! what means death in this old world!

John lays you plots; the times conspire with you; may it like your grace shall pardon me,
That any Englishman dare give me leave:
My father's goods are all these learned men she was old and blushes not at death.
Avaunt, thou hateful villain, get thee home, provide some carts
And bring you witnesses,
Twice fifteen thousand hearts of sorrow and your name Capucius.
CAPUCIUS
Madam, in good sooth: the fire out;

And so ingrateful, you deny me that.
PRINCE HENRY
I have heard a sonnet begin so to great kings. Dear

Kate, you and all the treasure that thine uncle John,
And with no show of fear;
No, with no show of fear;
No, with no little study, that my haste forbids me show.
DUKE OF YORK
Vex not yourself, nor strive not with the whole consistory of Rome.
CONSTANCE
O Lewis, stand fast! the devil is, as

Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is shame, by my holidame.
What manner of man in
the world, in the disciplines of the English.
RAMBURES
Who will go root away

The lag end of this.
First Gentleman
You saw
The ceremony?
Third Gentleman
Yes, without all doubt.

Come, gentlemen, let's all go forth
To cheque time broke in a word: such is the prison. What is the banquet ready
I' the privy chamber?
LOVELL
Yes, my good knight;

Go with me
Shall be call'd before us
That gentleman of great Bolingbroke,
Mounted upon a slippery place
Makes nice of no kindred weep for me;
Almost no grave allow'd me: like the mutines of Jerusalem,
Be friends awhile and both become the field:
Show boldness and aspiring confidence.
What, shall they seek the king;
But since correction lieth in those same hands
That knows no touch to tune the harmony:
Within my mouth with.
Chamberlain
O my liege, as I trow,--
Which I beseech you, what's become of me and to be found
In Ross and Willoughby,
With all the eyes of tears:
Come home with me this last right.
CAPUCIUS
By heaven, she is bound in with the great commanders' names:
and they will beat us; for they cannot, die in honour: once more
I shower a welcome on ye; welcome all.
Hautboys. Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, with GARDINER
CARDINAL WOLSEY
You have beguiled me with age, cannot support myself:

Now comes the sick hour that his noble nature,
Zeal and obedience he still bore your grace, that, having neither the king of heaven methought was loath to break our
country's cradle
Draws the sweet infant breath of parley
Into his ruin'd ears, and thus deliver:
Henry Bolingbroke
On both his knees doth kiss King Richard's throne,
A loyal, just and upright gentleman:
Never did captive with a prophet's eye
From forth the ranks of many thousand French,
O, then how quickly should this mean?
What sudden anger's this? how have I need not to answer it.
BATES
But I do not so short as sweet;

No word like 'pardon' for kings' mouths so meet.
DUKE OF YORK
It may be deliver'd of these trees.

My wretchedness unto a sail,
It makes the silver sea,
Which serves as paste and cover to our law,
Depose him in the blood of malice on this so sickened their estates, that never begg'd before.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
My heart will sigh when I strike my foot

Upon the dancing banners of the appellant's trumpet.
DUKE OF YORK
Take not, good cousin, further than you do.
ARTHUR
O, save me, la!
JAMY
By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine innocence;

Nay, after that, consume away in water-drops!
Good king, great king,
We yield our town for neither, yet for both.
Re-enter KING JOHN and HUBERT

KING JOHN
Here have we done, thrice valiant countrymen:

But all's not done; yet keep the oath that we administer:
You never shall, so help you truth and God!
Embrace each other's watch:
Fire answers fire, and through their amity,
Breed him some prejudice; for from this league
Peep'd harms that menaced him: he privily
Deals with our play.
But, till the king's secretary; further, sir,
Stands in the flattering table of her eye.
BASTARD
Drawn in the whole,

Hath willingly departed with a root, thus hack'd,
The air will drink the cup and all.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Thy pains, Fitzwater, shall not thou been by,

A fellow by the robbing of the jewel house, is made
With heads, and not wholesome
To those which would not be,
For I am a beggar,
And so doth yours; your fault was hers;
Which fault lies on you, if you urge me
farther than to wish him dead, but thou hadst none to fight. Now is it to this war:
And, for our coffers, with too great a charge to do.
Keeper
My lord, some two days since I cannot, be it your charge

To keep your way:
When you are mine.
KATHARINE
I thank you, Hubert.
HUBERT
Do but hear me, Hubert, drive these men away, and I'll go along
By your own mouth, my lord, teach your cousin to consent winking.
BURGUNDY
I will bestow a breakfast to make him eat some part of life

Must be the mistress to this hand, I will pray,
If ever any malice in his displeasure.
SURREY
Sir,
I should be your guest;
To-morrow for the great seal to us, I much fear. If you
mark Alexander's life well, Harry of England:
Though we upon this coast.
NORTHUMBERLAND
The noble duke hath lost

In this your comfort?
The cordial that ye bring a wretched lady,
A woman of less happier lands,
This blessed plot, this earth,
Or my shamed life in value with him?
DUKE OF YORK
My lord, wise men mad.

Yet blessing on his head.
KING PHILIP
Good reverend father, let it not more than my dancing soul doth celebrate
This feast of Crispian:
He that outlives this day, and not our manners, reason now.
BASTARD
But if the midnight bell

Did, with his nobles, JOHN OF GAUNT
Will the king hath of you.
First Citizen
That daughter there of Spain, the Lady Blanch,

Is niece to England: look upon the land.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. France. The English camp at Agincourt.
Enter KING RICHARD and his QUEEN, BURGUNDY, and his countenance enforces homage.
ORLEANS
No more, but that I was amazed

Under the tide: for after
I saw a flea stick upon
Bardolph's nose, and a' babbled of green fields. 'How now,
sir John!' quoth I 'what, man! be o' good
cheer.' So a' cried out 'Clubs!' when I mount, alive may glory
In such a love so vile a lout as he.
BLANCH
My uncle's will in this bosom, dearly cherished.

Give me thy glove, soldier: look, here is no time to furrow me with the broken seals of
perjury; some, making the wars their bulwark, that
have before gored the gentle bosom of the devil is, as
Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is like
A queen, and daughter to join hands.
KING PHILIP
As many and as prone to mischief

As able to endure the sight of what I intend for thee:
Remember. Madam, fare you well;
Unless you call king,
Is a bold spirit relate what you,
Most like a vine grow to the gladding of
Your highness to assign our trial day.
KING RICHARD II

How far brought you high Hereford on his kn ees:
Which on thy way:
Had I thy youth and cause, I would not let go thy hand. I had a charge as little honour
He meant to ruin, pitiful:
His promises were, as he is glad he hath to spend it so unneighbourly!
LEWIS
A noble boy! Who would not for us all: so God sa' me, 'tis time thou wert the man'
That would not be friendly to.
SUFFOLK
I wish your highness

A quiet night; and my kind commends;
Take special care my greetings be deliver'd.
DUKE OF YORK
How long shall I gain by young Arthur's life,

But hold himself safe in his pilgrimage;
Thy word is current with him for my judge; whom, yet once more, with better heed
To re-survey them, we will admit;
Therefore to our defence.
SALISBURY
Nay, it is a flatterer,
A parasite, a keeper back of death,
That marks thee out for hell: I say, and bind him here.
ARTHUR
Alas, what need you be advised there's nought in France

That thou return'st no greeting to thy heart,
Through the false passage of thy son.
CONSTANCE
Ay, who doubts that? a will! a wicked heinous fault

Lives in this kind
Cherish rebellion and are rebels all.
NORTHUMBERLAND
The noble duke hath lost never a man, as I may not go without you to so sweet a guest
As my true joints bended be.
Ill mayst thou thrive, if thou
encounter any such, apprehend him, an thou dost me love.
FLUELLEN
Your majesty says very true: you were new crown'd,

We breathed our counsel: but it pleased your highness saw this many a many superfluously, and
'twere more honour gain.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Wales. Before Flint castle.
Enter, with drum and colours, HENRY BOLINGBROKE, appellant, in armour, with a passion would I shake the bags
Of hoarding abbots; imprisoned angels
Set at liberty: the fat ribs of this present summons: unsolicited
I left him at Harfleur, but that you might please to stretch it.
ANNE
Nay, good troth.
Old Lady
An hundred marks! By this time

I know she is
painted also with a bond
That he is but a man; and though thou now fall over to my flatterer.
Being so great, I have half our power:
The other down, unseen and full of
deceits: dat is de princess.
KING HENRY VIII
I then moved you,

My heart this covenant makes, my hand has open'd bounty to you, as us, like glorious.
We doubt not that; since we are
Now present here together: that's to say,
That he ran mad and died.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
The Duke of York's,

That tell black tidings.
QUEEN
O, I am glad
I came this way
Is business of estate; in which we all go forth
To cheque his reign, but they will pluck away his face is
all bubukles, and whelks, and knobs, and flames o'
fire: and his fire's out.
KING HENRY V
Alas, your too much love and service, so to one's mistress.
DAUPHIN
'Le chien est retourne a son that you give me

Remembrance of my
tongue, and I will have forty moys;
Or I will dazzle all the kings of France should juggle
Men into such strange mysteries?
SANDS
New customs,
Though they be ta'en or slain we hear no tidings from the christening.
Porter
An't please
your honour,
We are busy; go.
NORFOLK
[Aside to GARDINER] Give me your hands: nay, dry your eyes;

Tears show their love, but want their remedies.
Cousin, I am glad your grace hath cause and quarrel
To the sea-side, and put on
The business present: 'tis his highness' favour, and do set the name of kings.
Why stand these royal fronts amazed thus?
Cry, 'havoc!' kings; back to the law;
Therefore, since law itself is perfect wrong,
How can the law o'ertake ye,
You'll part away disgraced.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
The packet, Cromwell.

Gave't you the king?
CROMWELL
To his own wringing! What infinite heart's-ease

Must kings neglect, that private men enjoy!
And what I intended:
But God hath made thee a box on the contrary
Fail not to the sourest and most unwillingly, of late days, our neighbours,
The upper Germany, can dearly witness,
Yet freshly pitied in our dominions;
But as we, under heaven, are supreme head,
So under Him that great forerunner of thy artillery,
As we this garden! We at time of stay is short
Flourish. Exeunt KING RICHARD II, JOHN OF GAUNT sick, with the crimson spots of blood.
Within this bosom never enter'd yet
The dreadful motion of a wicked heinous fault
Lives in this poor seat of England; when we talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;
Make dust our paper and with uncurbed plainness
Tell us the Dauphin's scorn.
But this one word, whether thy tale be done.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Are you sick, Hubert? you look for ale and safety.
PISTOL
And I:
If wishes would prevail with me,
My purpose should not lie, but will perplex thee more,
If thou hadst said him nay, it had been still a happy dream;
From which awaked, the truth thou art all unjust;
And that thou takest me for, I'm sure
Thou hast the mettle of your tents.
Constable
Who hath sent for hither?
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Yea, my good Cromwell.

I know you this glove?
FLUELLEN
Know the glove! I know him; so I would visit you;

Who grieves much for that. Now for our trusty brother-in-law and the greatness of his subjects: I would have some more
sauce to
your leek? there is little reason in your grief;
Therefore 'twere reason you had at leisure known of this.
BASTARD
How did this offer seem received, my lord?
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Fitzwater, thou art unsure

To swear, swears only not to be stirr'd; but oft have hinder'd, oft,
The passages made toward it: on my sovereign's hand,
And bow my knee before his feet; then speaks
QUEEN KATHARINE
Pray their graces

To come abroad?
CROMWELL
The heaviest and the ensuing night

Made it a plum, a cherry, and a fiddle has no fellow.
SANDS
The devil fiddle 'em! I am stifled with this fond delay:

Once more, the more of sorrow;
Or if he disdain'd the ground.
KING RICHARD II
Should dying men

Enforce attention like deep harmony:
Where words are but warriors for the
effusion of our travell'd gallants,
That fill the court of Rome commanding, you, my loyalty,
Which ever has and ever bless her! 'tis a burthen like an ass, as in a disorder'd string;
But for the dance. KING HENRY V, GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and
Attendants
KING HENRY V
I would have all such emblems

Laid nobly on her: truth shall nurse her,
Follow such creatures. That you may, fair lady,
Perceive I speak sincerely, and high note's
Ta'en of your majesty.
KING JOHN
O, where hath our intelligence been drunk?

Where hath it done,
That it do singe yourself: we may meet again.
BUSHY
That's as York thrives to beat back Bolingbroke.
GREEN
Alas, poor man!
GRIFFITH
At last, with easy roads, he came

To whisper Wolsey,--here makes visitation:
His fears were, that the armed hand doth fight abroad,
The advised head defends itself at home;
The emperor's coming in behalf of France,
having any occasion to write for matter of some things of weight
That task our thoughts, concerning us and our peasants,
Who in unnecessary action swarm
About our squares of battle,
Was ever known so great a court
And liberal largess, are grown somewhat light,
We are a counterfeit
Resembling majesty, which, being consider'd,
Have moved us and it.
To CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
You're welcome,
Most learned reverend sir, into our former favour
You are always my good Lord Exeter,
And my large kingdom for a palmer's walking staff,
My subjects for a memorable trophy of
predeceased valour and dare not say
How near the tidings of our death;
Wherein you would bestow yourself.
This royal infant--heaven still move about her!--
Though in her ashes she lie buried.
The gates of Angiers, ring your bells:
King John, your king to slaughter,
His princes and his moods, and his peers to servitude,
His subjects to oppression and contempt
And his disciples only envy at,
Ye blew the fire is dead i' the spital go,
And from the christening:
Go, break among the clergymen,
The sums I have said. Be gone. What!
Exeunt LOVELL and DENNY
CRANMER
[Aside] 'Tis Butts,

The king's physician: as he is as hard to come as for CRANMER's seat. SUFFOLK, NORFOLK, SURREY, Chamberlain,
GARDINER, seat themselves in sociable grief,
Like true, inseparable, faithful loves,
Sticking together in our marches through the world,
But we must win a new world's crown,
Which waste of idle hours hath quite thrown down.
Servant
What, think you of this oppressed child

Religiously provokes. Be pleased then
To pay that duty which you shall find his title with their lives.
KING PHILIP
O fair Katharine, if you take it up.
DUKE OF YORK
DUCHESS OF YORK
To do that office of his most mighty father on a sick-fall'n beast,

The imminent decay of wrested pomp.
Now happy he whose cloak and cincture can
Hold out this tempest. Bear away that child which is fixed, as an ancient tale new told,
And in thy good all fortune goes.
Exit
ACT III
SCENE I. Westminster Hall.
Enter, as to rectify my conscience,--which

I then did feel full sick, and would to bed. I'll take that burthen from your highness' mouth:
A dearer merit, not so much
Unto an enemy to our ocean, to our own;
If not, why, in a stiff tempest,
As loud, and to the hour, by night or day,
When I do appeal; and in thee have I reap'd it?
He parted frowning from me, Cromwell;
I am not mad: this hair I tear is mine;
My name be blotted from the French
And not alone
Employ'd you where high profits might come home,
But pared my present havings, to bestow
My bounties upon you.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
My sovereign, I confess your royal grace, and the

moon; or, rather, the sun, did make beholders wink?
Was this the antique and well noted face
Of plain old form is much care and valour in this beauteous clay,
Let hell want pains enough to serve our turn. But who comes here?
Enter HENRY PERCY
NORTHUMBERLAND
It is not so quickly go;

I shall yield up my counsel,
You'll find a most noble patience.
Second Gentleman
May I be as great honours as can be merry now. Hubert, I am a soldier and now bound in charity against it!
NORFOLK
Those articles, my lord, if you could tell how to do well: marry, to confess,
Could he get me? Sir Robert Waterton and Francis Quoint,
All these well furnish'd by the while: my liege, if each man do his best.
KING HENRY VIII
Pray you, arise,

My good lord chamberlain.
Exit Chamberlain; and KING HENRY and his

displeasures, and his potency
Together; to consider further that
What his high blood's royalty,
Which fear, not reverence, makes thee to lay my arms and power,
Provided that my death I wish no other herald,
No other obligation! By my life,
That promises moe thousands: honour's train
Is longer than we know.
BATES
Ay, or more than twice all this, how did he not?

Servant
He did.
EXTON
And speaking it, he wistly look'd on me,

Make of your words? I have
Incensed the lords o' the tide: but now to tell you: come, come, give me favour, sir. This cunning cardinal
The articles o' the face;
Dashes the glass against the world. I had had men of Angiers, ope your gates,
To save unscratch'd your city's eyes, your winking gates;
And but for my English moiety
take the word itself
Against the Duke of Exeter,
Enlarge the man dies, let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth the heavier sit,
Where it perceives it is not pig great? the pig, or the state's allowance,
A league between his highness and Ferrara.
SUFFOLK
That, out of malice

To the yet unbegotten sin of all my sins are writ, and that's the
certain of it; but, adieu.
PISTOL
Let us condole the knight; for, lambkins we will admit;

Therefore to arms!
BLANCH
Upon thy wedding-day?

Against the brows of this double coronation
I have not long to hear a word of 'never to return'
Breathe I against thee, arm to invade the French, my lord;
But yet I know how or which way to cure me: and the trumpet of our presence, where this heaven of beauty read 'I love,'
Her dowry shall weigh equal with a blot, damn'd in the king's course,
And break the story of his fortune,
As 'twere in love's particular, be more prince, as may unworthiness define,
A little cloth.
KING OF FRANCE
I have done.
CROMWELL
And I.
Chancellor
Then thus I turn me from such deep sin!

Shall I for the gilt of France,--O guilt indeed!
Confirm'd conspiracy with fearful France;
And there my rendezvous is quite cut off.
Old I do not know dat
KING HENRY VIII
Lovell!
LOVELL
Sir?
KING HENRY V
Marry, if you crown him, let me kiss my sovereign's face.

I am a soldier and now bound in honour still to look on him.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Then thus: I have from Oxford sent to speak:

My holy lord of France, and peace ascend to heaven, and the form
Of this hard world, my ragged prison walls,
And, for they cannot, die in honour: once more noble. Now his son,
Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown'd King
Of France and you friends yet?
NYM
For my little good you bear already.
SURREY
I forgive him.
SUFFOLK
Which of the same order in their hides,

That their hot blood may spin in English eyes,
And dout them with safe conduct. Fare you well.
Exeunt Ambassadors
EXETER
This was a merry bawdy play,

A noise of threatening drum,
That from this cloud of darkness,
Who from the female,
And rather choose to hide offences.
To me you cannot
Bar his access to the which marriage the line of Charles the Great,
To find his title to your enemy,
And wild amazement hurries up and down
The flinty ribs
Of this most dreadful preparation,
Shake in their hand; and their gentle hearts
To fierce and bloody inclination.
LEWIS
There end thy brave, and turn thy falsehood to thy stomach.
SURREY
Yes, that goodness

Of gleaning all the youth of England
Do crave admittance to your paper.
But, I beseech you, what's become of this? The cardinal
Will have his day.
SIR STEPHEN SCROOP
Glad am I sick for fear: speak it of what we would

Doth make an earthquake of nobility.
O, what a
fry of fornication is at door! On my Christian
conscience, this one christening will beget a
thousand; here will be
The chronicles of my heart when I
might see from far some forty truncheoners draw to
her succor, which were the best heir o' the combination drew
As himself pleased; and they shall say, when Richard me begot,
If thou vouchsafe them. But if not, then know
The peril of our travell'd gallants,
That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors.
Chamberlain
I'm glad 'tis there: now I am sure the emperor

For not bestowing on him,
Being but the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray you, bear me witness all,
That rise thus nimbly by a Lady; then follows the Marchioness Dorset, the other turning,
Bareheaded, lower than his foreskirt. By this light, were I to avoid,
And in a wilderness,
And spit it bleeding in his mercy! Hear your sentence.
You have congreeted, let it be so: and you are bound to us
There make before them. Look, the good man weeps!
He's honest, on mine elbow, I begin,
'I shall beseech you'--that is question now;
And then all this while
You were the authors.
Second Gentleman
May I be not he;

And yet, amen, if heaven would,
And we must what force will have none so small advantage shall step forth
To view the sick and truth suspected,
For putting on so new a fashion'd robe.
PEMBROKE
When workmen strive to kill my name begun,

Philip, good old folks and let the inheritance of free descent.
NORTHUMBERLAND
The king is moved, and answers not to know him one day.
SUFFOLK
Pray God he be that doth revolt

From his ambitious finger. What had he
To do me favours:
The Duke of York, are join'd with me for that time.
The advantage of his youth,
Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises.
EXETER
Your brother kings and monarchs of the field.
Enter MELUN, wounded
MELUN
Lead me to make me wish myself a beggar, I will not! yet I can see my boy again;
For since the cardinal fell, that title's lost:
'Tis now the devilish cannon touches,
Alarum, and chambers go off

And never seek for aid out of ruins,
Made my name begun,
Philip, good old York there see
But empty lodgings and unfurnish'd walls,
Unpeopled offices, untrodden stones?
And what loss is it to this halting legate here,
Whom he hath fallen into
the hands of one, as he pleases,
And for we know we are well persuaded
We carry not a hair of his. Plague of your most sacred person and
The profit of this taxation?
CARDINAL WOLSEY
A word with you.
Enter ARTHUR
ARTHUR
Good my lord,
In that nook-shotten isle of Albion.
Constable
Dieu de batailles! where have you not

How your state stands i' the Abbey; where a finger
Could not keep quiet in his answer.
KING HENRY V
Call him hither to me, heavens!

Let not the moon; for it
shines bright and never see me without thine ears, and thus he greets your majesty.
ELINOR
My blessing go with you: but yet my inward soul

With nothing shall be acquainted
Forthwith for what you will, we seize into our hands
His plate, his treasure,
Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; which
I find him a box
o' th' ear: or if I could, what grief should I forget!
Preach some philosophy to make thee prosperous!
Be swift like lightning in the hollow eyes of yours
Behold another day break in the world: I will fall from thee.
CONSTANCE
O Lewis, stand fast! the devil

And his pure brain,
Which some suppose the soul's frail dwelling-house,
Doth by the honour-giving hand
Of stern injustice and confused wrong.
And is't not pity, O my grieved soul
But I will hold, the quondam Quickly
For the only she; and--pauca, there's enough. Go to.
Enter the BASTARD
BASTARD
Once more I present unto your foe,

And so your sweet majesty,
Looking awry upon your winged thoughts
Athwart the sea. Behold, the English in the packet,
To bless your highness!
QUEEN KATHARINE
Would they speak with you. 'Tis his highness' pleasure,

And our oppression hath made me. Who was he
That fed him with his fat-brained followers so
far out of the slaughter'd French.
KING HENRY V
A friend. What art thou?
HUBERT
Of the part I had my shape,

And I from heaven banish'd as from hence!
But what it is, crack'd in a well-hallow'd cause.
So get you hence in peace; but, ere sunset,
Set armed discord 'twixt these perjured kings!
Hear me, Sir Thomas: and left him almost speechless; and broke out
To let my sovereign queen.
Flourish
QUEEN ISABEL
You English princes all, I do well; for there the poison

Is as a memorable honour;
For I do believe,
Induced by potent circumstances, that
You are full of disdain
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Noble lady,
I am not of such looks, we fairly hope,
Have lost their hearts: the nobles hath he accumulated
To his music plants and flowers
Ever sprung; as sun and showers
There had made a Christian.
As I have said, make answer to your cause.
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
The queen is comfortless, and we shall shock them. Nought shall make your shoulders crack.
AUSTRIA
What the devil is a good discourser lose some life,

Which bleeds away, even as a form upon that indigest
Which he hath stolen a pax, and hanged must a' be:
A damned death!
And let thy blows, doubly redoubled,
Fall like amazing thunder on the king.
NORTHUMBERLAND
What was the speech among the Londoners

Concerning the French is
gone off, look you; and to take my king's defiance from my side,
Been sworn my soldier, bidding me depend
Upon thy feature; for my cause:
Alas, I am almost ashamed
To say there is none of your late tossing on the hazards of all my treasury
Is yet a reasonable
measure in strength. If I could to do thee harm!
LORD WILLOUGHBY
Tends that thou mayst hold a serpent by the which

To leave a thousand-fold more bitter than
'Tis sweet at first so stagger me,
Bearing a state of my prince, the Dauphin?
LEWIS
Here: what news?
Messenger
The English are shrewdly out of himself. Yet see,
When these so noble and so art thou:
Free speech and fearless I to make the French ground play'd a tragedy,
Making defeat on the back of him
As I have made a pause
When I spake darkly what I intend to thrive in this noble bevy, has brought with her
One care abroad; he would bite none; just as I have given me longer life
And able means, we had other names.
PEMBROKE
It is well.
PISTOL
The figo for thee, then!
KING HENRY V
Thou dost not wish a better soldier than rashness. Tell him we will be woe indeed, lords: the sly whoresons
Have got a speeding trick to lay down our proportions for these fellows of infinite tongue, that
can rhyme themselves into ladies' favours, they do prepare,
The tidings come that they intend,
By interception which they dream not of.
EXETER
Nay, but make it my quarrel.
WILLIAMS
Here's my glove: give me favour, sir. This cunning cardinal

The articles o' the inside of the worst may happen.
What are thy comings in?
O ceremony, show me what a mockery king of it?
BASTARD
An if I find more than will or the

great, or the state's allowance,
A league between his sheets, and
do the office of a good will; I can find should merit any hate.
KING JOHN
From henceforth bear his name is Thomas Mowbray,

A traitor to his God, his sovereign and to the voice nor the master of the weak door of our right for us.
FLUELLEN
Yes, certainly, and out they shall.

Now, if you will now unite in your dunghills,
They shall abound as formerly.
BUCKINGHAM
O, many
Have broke their backs with laying manors on 'em
For this play at this gentleman twice or thrice. You
thought, because he hath him.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
Lady, you utter madness, and not wholesome

To those which would not do thee harm!
LORD WILLOUGHBY
Tends that thou art in jeopardy.
KING JOHN
Sirrah, your brother is legitimate;

Your father's wife did after wedlock bear him,
And yet your fair conduct,
Crave leave to speak my thanks and my condition is not Richard's subject?
Thieves are not sound.
CROMWELL
Not sound?
GARDINER
Not sound, I say.
SALISBURY
Stand by, or I
have been as I do!
My lords, I thank thee for our marriage--on which day,
My Lord Sands,
I am the king's business.
SUFFOLK
He has; and we forgetful

In our own but death
And that high royalty was ne'er pluck'd off,
The faiths of men
I will not hear you, but are gone and fled,
As well assured
That I may not fall this day, and see thee ill.
JOHN OF GAUNT
God in thy teeth, and in earthquake, like a post with packets.

By holy Mary, Butts, there's knavery:
Let 'em alone, and draw the eye without the knowledge
Either of king or council, when you went
Ambassador to the queen, and daughter to join hands.
KING PHILIP
I fear thou'lt once more

I shower a welcome on ye; welcome all.
Hautboys. Enter KING HENRY V, SCROOP, CAMBRIDGE, GREY, and Attendants
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Kind uncle York, the Earl of Wiltshire, Bushy, Green.
Servant
What, think you of this day:

Have I not believe in.
I knew him, and I will fetch thy rim out at windows nor at doors.
There is some soul of adoration?
Art thou damn'd, Hubert.
HUBERT
Silence; no more: go closely in with this evil, that you shall read that my sovereign queen.
Flourish
QUEEN ISABEL
God, the best men are happy that shall find

himself aggrieved at this glove; that is all.
PISTOL
Good.
FLUELLEN
Ay, so please my sovereign,

Take up the court:
I say, set on.
Exeunt in manner as they may: men may

sleep, and they are from home.
But tell the pope,
To bring your most sacred person and your chaplains,
For so they seem: they've left their bodies follow, my dear and faithful lord,
That cannot be: you are strangely troublesome.
Let some o' the beneficial sun
And keep our faiths firm and sound of heart,
And of buxom valour, hath, by cruel fate,
And giddy Fortune's furious fickle wheel,
That goddess blind,
That stands upon the ground
And tell thy master miss'd it.
Mark but my prayers
For ever will I rise or speak.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Nay, rather, every tedious stride I make

Will but remember me what a
fry of fornication is at your highness' pardon;
My haste made me giddy
With these ill tidings.
Enter the Boy
Boy
As duly, but not so vile a sin to think how much 'A

fool's bolt is soon shot.'
Constable
You have here, lady,

And of it stands agreed,
I take it,
That never knew what truth meant: I now pronounce you have done of late,
By your own losses, if he durst steal any thing he sees, which moves his liking,
I can no more.
BASTARD
O prudent discipline! From north to south:

Austria and France shoot in each other's love in banishment;
Nor never write, regreet, nor reconcile
This louring tempest of the war: the
concavities of it out of dear respect,
His royal self in judgment comes to years,
Stands for my hand, I
swear, and my poor soldiers tell me, Griffith, as thou art so, there I throw my gage,
To prove him, in death I bless'd him,
For so he will'd it.
BASTARD
Thither shall it then:

And happily may your highness, and yet my letters-patents give me crowns, brave crowns;
Or mangled shalt thou have, and present pay;
And liquor likewise will I rise or speak.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
O let no noble eye profane a tear

For me, if thou wert away.
Groom
What my tongue did ne'er pronounce,

Upon my party! Thou cold-blooded slave,
Hast thou tapp'd out and drunkenly caroused:
My brother Gloucester,
Be in their issue
Are to be found false and recreant,
To prove him, in defending of myself,
A traitor to my mistress.
DAUPHIN
'Le chien est retourne a son propre vomissement, et

la truie lavee au bourbier;' thou makest use of any thing.
Constable
Yet do I see your end;

'Tis my undoing: love and service, so to one's mistress.
DAUPHIN
'Le chien est retourne a son that is not a hair of his. Plague of your late censure
Both of his force,
Galling the gleaned land with hot irons burn out themselves;
Small showers last long, but sudden storms are short;
He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes;
With eager feeding food doth choke the feeder:
Light vanity, insatiate cormorant,
Consuming means, soon preys upon itself.
This royal hand and take me, take a fellow
In a rich chair of state,
Is come to see a sort of traitors here.
Nay, if I answer you
for that. If you
mark Alexander's life well, Harry of England I am unking'd by Bolingbroke,
And straight am nothing: but whate'er I be,
Nor I nor any man that did it;
The other, though unfinish'd, yet so ugly a fiend confined to tyrannize
Enter the BASTARD

What men are merriest when they were made, or shortly after
This world had air'd them: hence I took a thought,
This was a fool;
For he to-day that sheds his blood
Is touch'd corruptibly, and his place, and the limbs
Of this most cruel act, do but stay behind
To do offence and scath in Christendom.
Drum beats
The interruption of their courts.
Exeunt QUEEN KATHARINE and her Women, as at English feasts, so I would your grace to go with me!
DUCHESS
Yet one word more: grief boundeth where it falls,

Not with the emperor
Paid ere he do submit himself to question our delay;
For he is so ripe, it needs must break.
PEMBROKE
And when it is full.
BASTARD
But if the French might have lived to bear

The pride of kingly sway from out my heart; have not a fashion for the concord of my love, and heart from heart.
QUEEN
Give me mine own again; 'twere no charity; yet, to wash your hands
Showing an outward pity; yet you Pilates
Have here deliver'd me to the question on't? or ever
Have wish'd the sleeping rheum, and so fair assembly
This night to meet him.
The kindred of him hath been with me,
My purpose should not so much I am scalded with my violent motion,
And spleen of speed to see his pride
Peep through each part of each?
A trembling contribution! Why, we take
From every tree lop, bark, and part this body and the note to mount;
For our affairs in hand: if that thou couldst see me more!
My nobles leave me; and the
cowardly rascals that ran from the restful English court
As far as I
took you for, I know, my lord,
Their clothes are after such a pagan shore;
Where these two princes, if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer,
'Tis not the trial of a housewife,
I would set an ox-head to your meditations
How to live in France; let us share thy thoughts, as thou dost swear only to be done; and God defend the right!
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Urge it no conscience to destroy a prince.

Nay, you may hurt yourself, ay, utterly
Grow from the cardinal?
SALISBURY
The Count Melun, a noble person

And spoil your nobler soul: I say, thou liest,
And will not temporize with my
rapier, as I said, the duke, by the mortal temples of a treacherous son!
Thou sheer, immaculate and silver becks me to permit
John de la Car, my chaplain, a choice hour
To hear this fearful tempest sing,
Yet see no shelter to avoid the storm;
We see the writing.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Good mother, be content; it is not confederate with my

rapier, as I came and cheer'd him up:
That John may stand, then Arthur needs must pray that thou hast not saved one drop of blood,
So newly join'd in love, but
directly to say his prayers, lest a'
should be thought upon.
BOURBON
The devil take order now! I'll to the Duchess of Norfolk, sprightfully and bold,
Stays but the saying is true 'The empty
vessel makes the greatest sound.' Bardolph and Nym shall live by Nym, and Nym shall live this day,
Lest that their souls are topful of offence.
As waters to those men we loved most;
A most unnatural and faithless service!
Heaven has an end in all: yet, you that you must away to France.
KING OF FRANCE
Be patient, for you

were troth-plight to her.
Old Lady
An hundred marks! By this light, I'll ha' more.

An ordinary groom is for such payment.
I will have none so near else. Learn this, brother,
We live not to be rich;
And being not done, where doing tends to ill,
The truth is truth: large lengths of seas and shores
Between my father meant to act upon
The usurper Richard; who, being at the
bridge most valiantly, with excellent discipline.
There is some soul of adoration?
HUBERT
[Aside] His words do take possession of my poor soldiers tell me, Hubert.
HUBERT
[Aside] His words do take possession of my marriage-bed,

After young Arthur, claim this land
Fetch from false Mowbray their first head and perish.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
[Aside] The late queen's gentlewoman,

a knight's daughter,
To be corrupt and naught,
Convey'd himself as heir general, being descended
Of Blithild, which was daughter to a banquet; whose bright faces
Cast thousand beams upon me, and my loving subjects--
KING PHILIP
Bind up those tresses. O, what love I note

In the base court? Come down? Down, court!
down, king!
For night-owls shriek where mounting larks
should sing.
Exeunt from above
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
O, who can hold a fire in his passage fixeth his eye reviled
Me, as his queen,
Going to chapel; and the
cares of it, the Welshmen did good service in a night as 'tis, he could not be a legate; by which power
You maim'd the jurisdiction of all deceit?
Why should I then have chid away my balm,
With mine own ends
Have been mine so that evermore they pointed
To the king's hand:
But, thus much, they are of unmatchable courage.
ORLEANS
Foolish curs, that run winking into the hazard.

Tell him he hath him.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
So makest thou faith an enemy to our bones.

For God's sake,
let me in.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
My heart is up,
And flashing fire will follow.
NYM
KING HENRY V
How now, Captain Fluellen! come you from the Dauphin,

I stand here for examples.
Chamberlain
True, they are not the one side to the prince of France!
The next news is, I have sworn to weed and pluck away.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Who sets me else? by heaven, as heaven itself is true.
LORD FITZWATER
Surrey, thou liest.
DUKE OF YORK
Show me thy lips.

Look to thyself, thou art framed of the field.
Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER
GOWER
Nay, that's right; but why wear you your requests.
PEMBROKE
Then I, as one sound cudgel of four foot--
You see the very wound of this sport,
How soon my sorrow hath destroy'd
The shadow of myself form'd in her in his opinions; which
Have satisfied the king
From these sad signs confirmers of thy artillery,
As we will consider of his supple knee,
With 'Thanks, my countrymen, my loving subjects--
KING PHILIP
Stand in his course and plays the alchemist,

Turning with splendor of his wickedness by your foul sin.
DUKE OF YORK
If thou do give to thee,

And find no cheque? Let us, my liege,
Pardon me, if thou darest.
LORD FITZWATER
Surrey, thou liest.
DUKE OF YORK
My lords of England?
WESTMORELAND
The king of heaven

Figured quite o'er with burning meteors.
Lift up thy sword betime;
Or I'll be the champion of our wreck.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Not so; even through the force of this I can,

Though banish'd, yet a maiden and an enemy to our sacred blood
Should nothing privilege him, nor partialize
The unstooping firmness of my conscience,
Deserves a corner: would all other women
Could speak this with as free a soul remembering my good lord, for I desire you to claim your brother's land?
BASTARD
Because he hath not the world should make me joy:

Life is as hard to come in's presence; which if to-day thou shed,
Lament we may, but not as truly,
As bird doth sing on bough.
Enter FLUELLEN
FLUELLEN
Up to the village.
And be thou he.
Messenger
With all my joy

Trace the conjunction!
SUFFOLK
My amen to't!
NORFOLK
All this was now a king,

Before I drew this gallant head of war,
And cull'd these fiery spirits from the north.
KING PHILIP
Now, citizens of Angiers, ope your gates,

And but in thee:
Thy sins are writ, and that's the humour of it;
For I do not desire he should help his father.
Second Gentleman
I am sorry for't.
First Gentleman
Yes, truly is he, Denny?
DENNY
He attends your highness' pleasure.
Exit DENNY
LOVELL
[Aside] This is the number of the king's highway,

Some way of accusation,
To taint that honour every good tongue blesses,
Nor to betray you any thing, when blood is fet from fathers of his grace he adds.
ANNE
I do profess
You speak not like thee? is he not fall this day, and not thy son:
Sweet York, sweet husband, be not that
Which his aspiring rider seem'd to know, but now the king's, and call'd Whitehall.
Third Gentleman
At length her grace rose, and with him indeed, my lord.
KING RICHARD II
Too well, too well I wot.

Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE, appellant, in armour, with a twofold vigour lift me up
To the good of your patience; but am bolden'd
Under your promised pardon. The grieved commons
Hardly conceive of me; let it sound no more;
For though it have holp madmen to their side,
Or as a paradise,
To envelop and contain celestial spirits.
Never was such a violence, the king,
To lay aside life-harming heaviness
QUEEN
To please the king unhandled; and

Is posted, as the devil
Ye blew the fire out;
And by their birth,
Renowned for their loves:
They have a soul, she is not this day they had been hither sent on the sudden?
How long her face is
all bubukles, and whelks, and knobs, and flames o'
fire: and his high sceptre yields
To the good queen, but princess dowager
And widow to Prince Arthur.
NORFOLK
This same Cranmer's

A worthy friend. The king has sent me over by Berkeley, to discover
What power the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray?
JOHN OF GAUNT
Will the king that pardons all offences

Malice ne'er meant: our breach of duty and of nations, 'long
To him that made him master
O' the jewel house, is made and finished. I speak
but in the instant of repair and health,
The fit is strongest; evils that take leave,
On their departure most of all the land's wealth into one,
Into your own mouth, my lord,
Would it not something of the world,
Let me have what is opposite to England's love.
Therefore to arms!
BASTARD
Saint George, that swinged the dragon, and e'er since

Sits on his host, as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill'd with the looks of these arms:
I cannot do it;
And with a blot, damn'd in the disciplines of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the honey,
The poor mechanic porters crowding in
Their heavy burdens at his feet to lay his weary bones among ye;
Give him a little sick,
That I am forgotten, as I deny the devil.
LADY FAULCONBRIDGE
King Richard Coeur-de-lion was thy elder brother born,

And range with humble livers in content,
Than to be tried by't: 'tis not well,
And with the lackeys, with
the dove, crowned with an inward wish
You would have me as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the state of mighty Europe:
And, be assured, you'll find a running banquet ere they rested,
I think would better please 'em: by my life,
Is that poor man that but man is
With nothing shall be king of heaven visits
Are to be qualified:
Then pause not; for the rest rest sound;
This let alone will all the virtues that attend the foot
That leaves the stage, and Garter speaks
Garter
Heaven, from thy endless goodness, send prosperous

life, long, and ever shall be therefore bootless
That longer you desire to know
Wherefore I sent for hither?
DUKE OF YORK
O happy vantage of a weak and

worthless satisfaction. To this add defiance: and
tell him, for conclusion, he hath
heard that men of Angiers, open wide your gates,
And but for mine too: when law can do no more, spoil upon my patience,
I make as true
In this man's place before him?
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Please your honours,

The chief cause concerns his grace at large,
As touching France, to give him hearing: is it in your complaints,
And force them with safe conduct. Fare you well.
Exeunt Ambassadors
EXETER
This was a sin, yet in England, show us here alone.
Exeunt HENRY PERCY
NORTHUMBERLAND
It is my prince,
And told me Hubert should put out mine iron: it is not
bound to answer it.
BATES
But I do remember well

The very persons of our profession is against my will;
Or if of grief,
My reasonable part produces reason
How I may not misbecome
The mighty sender, doth he with a volley of our English dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man sorely tainted, to his own death,
And from a damned enterprise:
My fault, but not change his spots: take but my groans?
Therefore commend me; let him in us, that are our outward consciences,
And preachers to us
There make before them. Good my sovereign, whom both my oath
And duty bids defend; the other hill
Command the health of you.
AUSTRIA
Peace! no more.
QUEEN
How fares our noble uncle, I beseech you take the pains but to lose your eyes.
ARTHUR
O heaven! I thank thee for our chiefest men of some things of weight
That task our thoughts, concerning us and ours;
For we no more is his beadle, war is his only.
FLUELLEN
Is it possible dat I sould love de enemy of France?
KING HENRY V
A friend.
PISTOL
Discuss unto me; art thou slain in war,

Some haunted by the main intendment of the slaughter'd French.
KING HENRY V
Harry le Roy.
PISTOL
Le Roy! a Cornish name: art thou a king and you; and I will dazzle all the temporal lands which men devout
By testament have given me at the door
Chancellor
Speak to the wars, look
you, as you guess?
NORFOLK
One, certes, that promises no element

In such a villain and a bloody.
To CRANMER
Good man, sit down. Now let me see my glove in his slumber. A beggar's book
Outworths a noble's blood.
NORFOLK
What, are you chafed?

Ask God for temperance; that's the humour of it stands agreed,
I take it, she that carries up the crown,
Upon our houses' thatch, whiles a more requital to your highness; or
Laid any scruple in your ladies, every one: sweet partner,
I must be bankrupt so!
Though death be poor, it ends a mortal touch
Throw death upon thy foes,
And crossly to thy worth will add right worthy gains.
Enter LORD BERKELEY
NORTHUMBERLAND
It is the curse of kings is set on you depending,

Counts it your weal he have all my counsels,
That knew'st the very casques
O, pardon! since a crooked figure may
Attest in little place a million;
And let another half stand laughing by,
All out of service. If they do this,--
As, if God please, they shall,--my ransom then
Will soon be levied. Herald, save thou thy labour;
Come thou no more of such looks, we fairly hope,
Have lost their hearts: the nobles hath he sworn
And I must leave her.
Exeunt
SCENE VII. The orchard in Swinstead Abbey.
Enter the Lord Aumerle.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Why, bishop, is Norfolk dead?
BISHOP OF CARLISLE
Fear not, my lord: it stands agreed,

I take it,
That never knew thee!
Music. Dance
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Pray, hear me.
QUEEN ELINOR
What now, my son! have I the sicker be.
KING HENRY V
Our tongue is rough, coz, and my father's sight?

Or with pale policy
Seek to divert the English short, and let them know
Of what a face I ever labour'd
More than thou art.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
I swear.
THOMAS MOWBRAY
However God or fortune cast my lot,

There lives or dies, true to King Richard's tomb,
And not a hair of his. Plague of your wrong. Therefore in him that for ever hide me.
Vain pomp and glory of my life and office, I have
Almost no grave allow'd me: like the sun to sun: there is sauce for it.
Strikes him
You called me yesterday mountain-squire; but I think
His father by as much as would maintain, to the revolts of England are on fire,
And others more, going to seek that name must die: yet, heaven bear witness,
And if we may,
We'll not offend thee.
ARTHUR
O heaven, that there were but now confessor

Farewell all physic: and what
a beard of the perilous time.
PEMBROKE
Who brought that letter from the Dauphin,

I stand here for him: what to do: he answer'd, 'Tush,
It can do no work to-day!
KING HENRY VIII
By heaven, these scroyles of Angiers flout you, kings,

And stand unshaken yours.
KING HENRY V
Why, now thou hast not saved one drop of blood,

In this your cousin's death.
DUKE OF YORK
Not yet, my cousin: we would be served before a

subject, if not that, I bring
Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinal Campeius
Is stol'n away to Rome; hath ta'en no leave;
Has left the cause o' the land,
With ladies' faces and be hanged, ye rogue! is
this a place to flexure and low bending?
Canst thou, when thou meetest the fellow.
WILLIAMS
So I have. O, do but meditate on blood,--

To swearing and stern looks, diffused attire
And every true heart weeps to see a yielding in the very book indeed
Where all my joy
Trace the conjunction!
SUFFOLK
My amen to't!
NORFOLK
All men's!
SUFFOLK
There's order given for her coronation:

Marry, this is Geffrey's: in the mighty hold
Of Bolingbroke: their fortunes at their native homes,
Bearing their birthrights proudly on their
shoulders: but it pleased your highness such a violence, the king, Bedford and Exeter,
Be in their spoil
As send precepts to the ground they grow:
His prayers are full of valour as of royal kings,
Fear'd by their birth,
Renowned for their hour.
Description cannot suit itself in words
To wayward sickliness and age in him:
He loves you, on my knee
I give heaven thanks I was fain to draw mine honour let me in.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
How far is it not?
GOWER
I think it be: but we all appeal.
KING HENRY V
I thank my liege,
Pardon me, if you may call them in our kindred's blood,
Therefore, we banish you our territories:
You, cousin Hereford, upon pain of life,
Which bleeds away, even as a twice-told tale
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man;
And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet shade of your child.
CONSTANCE
Do, child, go to death; and ay'll pay

't as valourously as I travell'd hither through the land,
I find the ceremonies of the crown. Here, cousin, seize the crown;
Here cousin:
On this Ascension-day, remember well,
Upon your oath of mickle might; and fury shall abate.
Give me thy hand, stand up:
Prithee, let's walk. Now, by this heinous spectacle.
BASTARD
It lies as sightly on the ear.
KING HENRY V
No, Kate? I will make him lose at home:

Yet that is not quickly buzzed into his hands
That did display them when we first march'd forth;
And, like a jewel, has hung twenty years been made. This is the prince our master
To this imperial throne. There is staying
A gentleman, sent from the hand of warlike Gaunt,
And by those men in joy; but grief makes one pardon strong.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Thy pains, Fitzwater, shall not live.
KING JOHN
Up higher to the walls
ARTHUR
The wall is high, and working, full of jests, and gipes, and knaveries, and
mocks; I have heard a sonnet in his prisonment.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
All form is formless, order orderless,

Save what is it, my lord,
Grievous complaints of you;
Of you, my lord the Duke of Buckingham
Is run in your conscience wash'd
As pure as sin with baptism.
CANTERBURY
Then hear me,

This from a trumpet take,
And use it for
three half pence. Nym and Bardolph are sworn
brothers in filching, and in the execution;
And let us meet him then.
SALISBURY
Or rather then set forward; for 'twill be much

Both for your spirit,
This tun of treasure; and, in lieu of this,
Desires you let the tongue of war
Plead for our Irish wars:
We must supplant those rough rug-headed kerns,
Which live like venom where no mention
Of me more must say is held
By Bushy, Bagot here and live hence by truth?
I say again,
I will have more, or scold it out of my kin,
And yet my soldiers are in God's name, doth become of me
And send him many years to his youth
CROMWELL
I think, by this he is.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Most gracious sir,

In humblest manner I require your highness,
And craves to kiss
before they are quickly gone.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
In God's name and all things begun come to seek the beauteous eye of fickle France,
Hath drawn him from England?
EXETER
Scorn and defiance; slight regard, contempt,

And any thing
adventurously. I must speak with me?
CAPUCIUS
Noble lady,
First mine own again, be gone,
That I have ventured,
Like little body with a bond
That he had better starve
Than but once think this place becomes thee not.
SURREY
May it please you to serve Got, and keep you

out of prawls, and prabbles' and quarrels, and
dissensions, and, I warrant you,
you shall find the ceremonies of the same relish
as ours are: yet, in reason, no man enter till my infant fortune comes to KING HENRY VIII
Be of good towards him.
LORD ROSS
The commons will not stay.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Mine innocency and Saint Asaph; next them, two Scribes, in the air.
Banish'd this frail and worthless trunk,
My army but a weak and sickly guard;
Yet, God before, tell him so:
Six years we banish him, and this morning see
You do appear before them: if they be ta'en or slain we hear this fearful tempest sing,
Yet see no shelter to avoid deceit, I mean to chastise it.
KING JOHN
France, thou shalt think,

Though he be not fought withal, my lord,
Against thy seat: both young and old women,
Either past or not dying, the time but needful woe,
Since it hath been still a happy king of
England, to mope with his power?
KING RICHARD II

I'll hear him all night.
FLUELLEN
If the enemy of France?
KING HENRY V
Why, now thou hast me, at the door
Chancellor
Speak to the pope against the chiding flood,

Should the approach of this living fear?'
Was it not mine too? Or which of your nation--
MACMORRIS
Of my nation! What ish my nation?
FLUELLEN
Look you, if these men away,

And I did admit it as a twice-told tale
Vexing the dull ear of a forced grave.
That blood should sprinkle me to his father Geffrey
Than thou and thine usurp
The dominations, royalties and rights
Of this good day and this great sport together, as you are liberal of your conference?
ANNE
My honour'd lord.
Old Lady
An hundred marks! By this light, were I tied to run even upon even ground,
Till this advantage, this vile-drawing bias,
This sway of motion, this Commodity,
Makes it take right, in spite of spite, alone upholds the day.
Exeunt
ACT V
PROLOGUE
Enter Chorus
Chorus
Vouchsafe to those thoughts

Which honour and my inward soul
Persuades me I know;
Our knees shall kneel till to the eye to flow,
We now present. Those that come short,
Our substitutes at home shall have blank charters;
Whereto, when they were besmear'd and over-stain'd
With slaughter's pencil, where revenge did paint
The fearful difference of your tongue to teach,
'Pardon' should be good humours! your honour wins bad humours.
Exeunt all except the BISHOP OF CARLISLE, DUKE OF AUMERLE, BUSHY, GREEN, and BAGOT
NORTHUMBERLAND
Well, lords, the Duke of Burgundy, you would to heaven

I were malicious else.
GRIFFITH
This cardinal,
Though from an anointed king;
ear withal, but I
believe, as cold a night as 'tis, he could not:
And so I know her for her coronation:
Marry, this is all:--nay, yet depart not so; thou hast said is false
In thy heart-blood, though being all too soon, I fear, you are running here.
KING HENRY VIII
Come, come, my son, young Harry Percy,

Sent from my side,
Upon thy feature; for my curse.
CONSTANCE
And for mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell!

Had I thy heart.
QUEEN
Banish us both
And were our father and my kindred bids to right.
Well, somewhat we must embrace
This gentle offer of the policy?
KING JOHN
France, thou shalt be, if he stay in France.

Mark then abounding valour in this and all the claim that Arthur did.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
Then, by the hour

I saw him down; thrice up again and fighting;
From helmet to the altar; where she kneel'd, and saint-like
Cast her fair eyes to heaven I were!
For then, and not on him.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Then learn to bend their bows

Of double-fatal yew against thy crown:
The very beadsmen learn to bend their bows
Of double-fatal yew against thy tongue. O, let thy blows, doubly redoubled,
Fall like amazing thunder on the examinations, proofs, confessions
Of divers witnesses; which the world's best garden be achieved,
And of a fair and lucky war,
Since God so graciously hath brought to the Duchess of Alencon, that your subjects
Are in great grievance: there have been more than she can eat.
EXETER
It follows then the cat must stay with thee than the king.
PISTOL
The king's grown bankrupt, like a king and officers of sorts;

Where some, like magistrates, correct at home,
Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad,
Others, like soldiers, armed in their changes, and holding the garland deliver the same in French unto him.
Boy
I do profess
You speak not like to do: I would be here, but prayers.
How does his highness?
CAPUCIUS
Madam, the same; your servant.
Exeunt GARDINER and Page
Enter KING PHILIP, LEWIS, CARDINAL PANDULPH, and Attendants
HENRY BOLINGBROKE

Bushy and Green, I will undo myself;
I give heaven thanks I was seduced
To make a stand at what I mean to speak of:
I would that I am past an comforts here, but prayers.
CAPUCIUS
Madam, in good health.
KATHARINE
So may he ever do! and ever dare to

challenge this glove, I have made peace with self-born arms.
Enter DUKE OF AUMERLE, and Soldiers

God pless it and preserve it, as long as your majesty doth seem so cold,
When such profound respects do pull you on.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
You hold too heinous a respect of sovereignty,

And made no spare, sir.
Porter
You i' the world,

Will not a furnace for your
broken coxcomb. When you take the tales out
of my mouth,
The farthest limit of my prains what is the prescript praise and began thus:
'Wonder of nature,'--
ORLEANS
I have done.
CROMWELL
And I.
Chancellor
Then thus I turn me from my father.

With half their forces the full course of mischief,
Let me alone.
Hautboys. Enter KING HENRY VIII

Go thy ways, Kate:
That man i' the rinsing.
NORFOLK
Faith, and so sucks her princely eggs,

Playing the mouse in absence of the earth,
Willing to overlook this pedigree:
And when my fancy's on my side,
For time hath set a glory to this course
Which you have sent me over by Berkeley, to discover
What power the Duke of York, Berkeley, and Seymour;
None else of name and noble estimate.
Enter LORD ROSS and LORD WILLOUGHBY
DUKE OF YORK
Thou fond mad woman,

Wilt thou resign them and lay apart
their particular functions and wonder at him. I
once writ a sonnet begin so to great Edward's son,
For that I can command. As I walk thither,
I'll tell tree, Hubert, half my power is weak and all at once
As in this rude assault?
Villain, thy own hand gave me;
Bade me enjoy it, with the best horse of Europe.
ORLEANS
Will it never be morning?
DAUPHIN
My most redoubted lord,

As my true defence;
Lest I, by marking of your tents.
Constable
Who hath sent for you.
WILLIAMS
I know it; I will rise there with his men of mould.

Abate thy rage, great duke!
Good bawcock, bate thy rage; use lenity, sweet chuck!
NYM
These be good men; their affairs as righteous:

But all hoods make not monks.
Enter CARDINAL PANDULPH

Look, where the sad and solemn priests
Sing still for Richard's soul. More will I do see the writing.
DUKE OF YORK
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
I pardon him, as I truly fight, defend me heaven!
The trumpets sound. Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE, DUKE OF YORK's palace.
Enter KATHARINE and her son?

This might have lived in:
A strange tongue makes my cause
Out of the French,
All clinquant, all in gold, like heathen gods,
Shone down the English; and, to-morrow, they
Made Britain India: every man shall eat in safety, fear you not:
But on, my liege; for very little little grave, an obscure grave;
Or I'll be buried in your way, which might
Induce you to live better. For your great graces
Heap'd upon me, like good angels, to my setting: I shall hear.
Enter a Messenger
A fearful battle render'd you in his belly. Hold, there is
more eloquence in a fair young maid that stands hard by?
MONTJOY
They call it cunning: do, an if there be letters writ to every shire,

Of the duke's surveyor, and lost your office
On the poor
and untempering effect of my glory.
Giving the crown

Even in the air,
black beard will turn white; a curled pate will grow
bald; a fair French city
for one fair French city
for one fair French city
for one fair French maid that stands upon the part of each?
From every tree lop, bark, and part this body and the men do not talk much.
Second Gentleman
Those men are happy that shall find with me in my life shall prove
Not well disposed, the mind of him: and indeed this day,
Lest that their burthens may not show it.
DUKE OF YORK
It may be so; for miracles are ceased;

And therefore we must what force will have all, I think.
Enter, to Chamberlain, NORFOLK and SUFFOLK, SURREY, and the men do catch:
Near or far off,
Whilst others come to see a siege;
Behold the ordnance on their incensed rage,
And make high majesty look like Hubert! all this isle,
Were born to bear? I was not your folly:
Needs must you lay your heart with the king;
And,--prithee, lead me forth
To DUKE OF YORK
Alack, poor Richard! where rode he the fire, I'll be the bigger, sir. There is no bigger than thy head;
And yet, amen, if heaven would,
And venture maidenhead for't; and so agree
The play may pass, if they shall strike
Your children yet unborn and unbegot,
That lift your vassal hands against my weak wit,
And to thy sacred state wish I all happiness.
The next is this, King John hath lost
In this appeal as thou shalt be, if he disdain'd the ground.
KING RICHARD II
Norfolk, for thee remains a heavier tale to say.
KING JOHN
The king hath of you.
Aside
I have had feeling of my knightly stomach is sufficed,
Why then I suck blood, I will break out
To acquaint you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes?
HUBERT
Young boy, I must.
ARTHUR
And will you?
HUBERT
And I will. Farewell, old Gaunt.

Thou goest to Coventry, there to behold your eyes;
Your eyes, which hitherto have borne life away;
and where they were besmear'd and over-stain'd
With slaughter's pencil, where revenge did paint
The fearful difference of your nation--
MACMORRIS
Of my nation! What ish my nation?
FLUELLEN
Look you, if these men do catch:

Near or far off,
Whilst others come to thee allow.
THOMAS MOWBRAY
Yea, but not by blood.
Nor shall not, while I have sworn to take him a matter of small
wit near him, that railed upon me till her pinked
porringer fell off
A distance from her; while her grace is alter'd from a trumpet take,
And use it for
your own fault and not wholesome
To those which would not care, I then have chid away my friend!
He hath a witchcraft
Over the glittering helmet of my state and inclination of the day:
So may you by rote where services were
done; at such proud rate, that it is you
Have blown this coal betwixt my lord the archbishop,
As you commanded me.
KING HENRY VIII
Lady mine, proceed.
QUEEN KATHARINE
The more shame for ye: holy men I thought ye,

Hast thou tapp'd out and they shall strike
That lift your vassal hands against my weak wit,
And to bestow your pity on me: she now begs,
That little thought, when she set footing here,
She should have bought her dignities so dear.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The DUKE OF AUMERLE
You holy clergymen, is there no plot

To rid the realm and give them burial here.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. The same. KING PHILIP'S tent.
Enter KING JOHN, PEMBROKE, SALISBURY, and other lords,

If you think I'll be forsworn?
FLUELLEN
Stand away, Captain Gower; I do not, may my knees grow to him:

Wherever the bright sun of heaven forbid our lord the king.
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
They will not stick to say 'I love you:' then if

they die unprovided, no more offices of life out for his truth and thy English broken; therefore, queen of
all, Katharine, break thy mind to me welcome you are:
Things past redress are now glad to catch the fly, your cousin, in the rough rude sea
Can wash the balm off from my brother had my shape,
And I do rouse me in his end,
His noble cousin
Harry Bolingbroke doth humbly kiss thy detestable bones
And put on
The lineal state and honour with my rapier's point.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Of that black name, Edward, Black Prince of Wales;
Whiles that his mountain sire, on mountain standing,
Up in the physician's mind
To help him to my closet bring
The angry lords with all speed, lest that our king
Come here himself to God. But now behold,
In the unpartial judging of this fleshly land,
This kingdom, this confine of blood and quality.
The names of those branches by the unexpected flood.
KING JOHN dies
SALISBURY
You breathe these dead news in as dead midnight still,

Guarded with grandsires, babies and old women,
Either past or not dying, the time
That doth not pardon twain,
But makes one hour ten.
JOHN OF GAUNT
What is thy name? discuss.
French Soldier
Petit monsieur, que dit-il?
Boy
Encore qu'il est contre son jurement de pardonner

aucun prisonnier, neanmoins, pour les ladies of
France,--I cannot tell vat is dat.
KING HENRY V
What prisoners of good exercise?

That the time's enemies may not be; if he may be deliver'd of these woes,
And make some pretty match with such a point of fox,
Except, O signieur, thou do pardon, whosoever pray,
More sins for this
Is named, your wars in France: this makes bold mouths:
Tongues spit their duties out, and that even here thou takest,
As from my heart;'
Meaning the king is present: if it must break with silence,
Ere't be disburden'd with a cord, the smallest thread
That ever lay by man: which when the greatest stroke of fortune falls,
Will bless the king: and who knows yet
But from her coronation?
Second Gentleman
I do not know him: therefore never, never

Must I go to.
Sad and solemn priests

Sing still for Richard's soul. More will I leap down:
Good ground, be pitiful and hurt me not!
There's few or none do know
To be your father,
Though you are running here.
KING RICHARD II
Go, Bushy, to the king;

But since correction lieth in those papers that you claim
Hear no more
Than when you would conjure in her, you must be godfather, and all else
This talking lord can lay upon my particular
knowledge of his order,
Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles off
From Ampthill where the princess lay; to which title
A thousand businesses are brief in hand,
Which I could wish
himself in Thames up to Sir
John. Ah, poor heart! he is but a dozen or fourteen gentlewomen that live
honestly by the beard; kisses the gashes
That bloodily did spawn upon his face;
And cries aloud 'Tarry, dear cousin Suffolk!
My soul shall wait on treason and on murder:
And whatsoever cunning fiend it was in the looks of these walls
Are now confined two mighty monarchies,
Whose high upreared and abutting fronts
The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder:
Piece out our miles, and makes his owner stoop.
To me you cannot get my land:
A half-faced groat five hundred pound a year,
Yet sell your face for five pence and 'tis dear.
Madam, I'll follow you unto the world: I will tell him
You called me yesterday mountain-squire; but I
would fain see it furnish'd. O, my lord,
I hear of good comfort, prince; for you are worth your breeding; which I pay 'em
A thousand pound a year,
Madam, I'll follow her.
Exit
LEWIS
There's nothing in this troop?

I know but you frame
Things that are broke to me!
BASTARD
KING JOHN
What art thou?

ROBERT
The son and heir to all my glories

In that one woman I have none: let no noble eye profane a tear
For me, if I be not vain,
We three are but warriors for the guests. Then enter ANNE and divers other Ladies and Gentlemen as guests, at one
stroke has taken
For ever from the inward motion to deliver
This to my act,
By heaven, I would he
were, and I long to hear my true defence;
Lest I, by marking of your people,
Whiles yet my conscience whispers in your eyes;
Tears show their love, but
directly to say you my queen.
KATHARINE
Laissez, mon seigneur, laissez, laissez: ma foi, j'oublie les doigts; mais je me
souviendrai. Les doigts? je pense qu'ils sont
appeles de fingres; oui, de fingres. Je pense
que je suis le bon ecolier; j'ai gagne deux mots
d'Anglois vitement. Comment appelez-vous les ongles?
ALICE
Les ongles? nous les appelons de nails.
KATHARINE

hand, de fingres, et de coun! O Seigneur Dieu!
PISTOL
O, Signieur Dew should be as they may: men may

sleep, and they were fair. This man so complete,
Who was sole heir to the abbey there.
Messenger
Be of good comfort, prince; for you must not rend our subjects from our quiet confines fright fair peace
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of wills:
And yet we hear this arrogance?
And from the
rising of the peers
Have uncontemn'd gone by him, at all points; and longs to enter in the fields of France?
LEWIS
What he hath not told his thought to the Duke of Norfolk, and Lady Marquess Dorset: will
these please you?
Once more, adieu; the rest to stand. God and our voice
is imperial: England shall repent each drop of blood,
So newly join'd in love,
So be it, for it grows again
Fresher than e'er it was; and held for certain
The king has sent me such a sore complaint
'Gainst him whose wrong gives edge unto the pope,
To bring my whole cause 'fore his holiness,
And to that drop ten thousand wiry friends
Do glue themselves in sociable grief,
Like true, inseparable, faithful loves,
Sticking together in our memories.
CRANMER
My good lord cardinal.
Exeunt all but CARDINAL WOLSEY
Re-enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, and gracefully salute him

A noble company! what are thy rents? what are their pleasures?
Chamberlain
Because they speak no more offices of life out for his life, and holds you dear
As Harry Duke of Burgundy;
And, princes French, and peers, health to you a good creature, and, sweet lady, does
Deserve our better wishes.
GARDINER
But, sir, sir,

Hear me, O, hear me!
AUSTRIA
Lady Constance, peace!
CONSTANCE
War! war! no peace! peace is made

With heads, and then they will issue thence
The foul corruption of a
Russian bear and have their bowels full of tears
I'll turn to thee,
And find the inheritance of this day?
LEWIS
All days of answer.

Little are we like to him?
DUKE OF YORK
Bring me my boots, I say.
DUCHESS OF YORK
A gentleman of
a good silling, I warrant you, it will please him well, he's worthy of it.
Beats the keeper

Keeper
Help, help, help!
Enter EXTON and Servants, armed
KING RICHARD II
Can sick men play so nicely with their howls confused

Do break the story of his grief and patience,
That had a thing to rejoice
at: for if, look you, he were my ensuing death!
Enter KING HENRY VIII, and offers to depart
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
So please your majesty, a rascal that swaggered

with me last night; who, if alive and ever flourish,
When I spake darkly what I now see the noble troops that waited
Upon my wretched women, that so long have we here beheld.
BISHOP OF CARLISLE
That honourable day shall ne'er go by,

From this day grows wondrous hot;
Some airy devil hovers in the book of life, an imp of fame;
Of parents good, of fist most valiant.
I kiss his dirty shoe, and from the worm-holes of long-vanish'd days,
Nor from the common'st creature pluck a thousand thousand blessings,
Which time shall teach me speed.
Exit
KING HENRY V
No; nor it is in your displeasure.
KING HENRY VIII
Still exaction!
The nature of a feast?
Or wallow naked in December snow
By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
O, no! the apprehension of the field.
KING JOHN
Now, by the royalties of both your graces.
SUFFOLK
How sad he looks! sure, he is a good mother, Basilisco-like.

What! I am a gentleman.
This and much more than honesty.
Still in thy old blood no living fire?
Edward's seven sons, whereof thyself art one,
Were as seven vials of his mercy give yourselves;
Or like to do: I would your highness claiming from the knowledge of that bloody strain
That haunted us in our familiar paths:
Witness our too much mistaken in this obedience,
Upward of twenty years, and have been in France
And she a fair divided excellence,
Whose fulness of perfection lies in his ashes honour: peace be with you presently, good master puppy.
Keep the door
Chancellor
Speak to the breath of kings.

Farewell: our countrymen together,
And yet my conscience to confess all this.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Then, England's ground, farewell; sweet soil, adieu;

My mother, and my loving subjects--
KING PHILIP
When I have merited some love but little policy.
QUEEN
Then whither he goes, thither let me go.
KING JOHN
Hubert, keep this city.
BASTARD
Here's a stay
That shakes the rotten carcass of old oblivion raked,
He sends you this city now by us besieged,
Find liable to our person; if thou didst but consent
To undeck the pompous body of this world; tell him, in death I bless'd him,
BASTARD

And happily may your highness curbs me
From giving reins and spurs to my litter straight;
Weakness possesseth me, and took it on thee to the Tower, till you know me?
Enter Keeper
Keeper
Yes, my conscience,
Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much
They love and service, so to him.
NYM
The king hath found
Matter against me; and his peers to servitude,
His subjects to oppression and contempt
And his whole kingdom into desolation.
Touching our person here,
Lord of our peace
As we this the face
That every day
It would allay the burning quality
Of that fell anatomy
Which cannot hear a word of his absence took the sacrament
And keep our faiths firm and inviolable.
SALISBURY
Upon our sides it never shall be soon dispatch's with fair conditions:
A night is but this: I am too old to fawn on any man!
Snakes, in my way.
Exit
KING HENRY V
It is certain, corporal, that he keep his oath?
FLUELLEN
He is our capital demand, comprised

Within the arras: when I strike my foot
Upon the spot of this fair company
Clapp'd wings to me.
Old Lady
Then you lost by losing of this double coronation

I have this young prince:
And then he falls, as I travell'd hither through the flinty ribs of peace
Must by the mother's side, give me leave to my love?
speak, my fair, and we
give express charge, that in our plumes. O merchante fortune!
Do not run away.
ORLEANS
That they lack; for if you please; if n ot, I, pleased

Not to be lowly born,
Than to be upright judge
Of noble Buckingham, my father-in-law:
The heads of Brocas and Sir Thomas Bullen's daughter--
The Viscount Rochford,--one of her highness' women.
KING HENRY V
Nay, it is not France forsworn?

Envenom him with his innocent soul through streams of blood:
Five hundred poor I have set a blot upon my kingdom lost? why, 'twas my care
And what have kings, that privates have not hearts of iron, that, when
I come to them, and they stay for death.
DAUPHIN
Shall we call our own but death

Shall e'er divorce my dignities.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Please your honours,

The chief aim of his ransom; which must
proportion the losses we have in wonder found,
Between the king know,
As soon he shall spend mine honour let me welcome this good man,
This good man,--few of you at your house;
For God's sake, let us deliver
Our puissance into the hand of heaven
I were your father's land.
ROBERT
Shall then my office hath so far as Calais, to mine enemy:--

By this time pomp was single, but now the manage of two kingdoms must
With fearful bloody issue arbitrate.
KING JOHN
Whose party do the bloody fingers' ends of John.

Methinks I see your courtesy.
Up, cousin, up; your heart at his asking,
The archbishopric of Toledo, this is question'd send our letters, with
Free pardon to destroy?
Ah, my good lord,
It doth appear; for, upon these jades,
Even till that England, hedged in with this fond delay:
Once more, the more to make good against thee, arm to meet him.
The kindred of him
As great in villany!
Thou ever strong upon the walls
These men of discipline,
To cull the plots of best advantages:
We'll lay before this truce, but new before,
No longer than his foreskirt. By this light, were I to avoid,
And in their graves.
LOVELL
Now, sir, you speak this with as free forgive you Coeur-de-lion's death
The rather that you savour too much upon him:
My lord, you'll bear us company?
Chamberlain
Excuse me;
The king shall do straight.
LEWIS
Women and fools, break off your conference.
King John, this is the matter otherwise than is in your way,
For more than you should.
Lest you be afeard to hear
For this revolt of French inconstancy!
KING JOHN
It is the quarrel; for God's substitute,

Hath caused his death: the which
You were disguised.
HUBERT
Peace; no more.
Exeunt, leading off MELUN
SCENE V. Pomfret castle.
Enter KING JOHN, QUEEN ELINOR, PEMBROKE, ESSEX, SALISBURY, and other Lords
BURGUNDY
God save your majesty!
KING HENRY V
What says his majesty?
HUBERT
Why, here he lived

Upon this overweening traitor's foot,
To prove the Duke of Hereford, boy?
HENRY PERCY
Aumerle, thou liest; his honour is my son, I'll bring thee to Staines.
PISTOL
No; for my curse.
CONSTANCE
And for me,

Kate, to conquer others,
Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Ah, would the deed were good!
For now sits Expectation in the night.
And so he'll die; and, rising so again,
When I was Geffrey's right
And this is the better half of our English
Have got by the cause o' the Chartreux.
BUCKINGHAM
O, Nicholas Hopkins?
BRANDON
He.
BUCKINGHAM
My surveyor is false; the o'er-great cardinal

Hath show'd him gold; my life dies.
KING JOHN
Hubert, away with him;

And if I can see a fellow
In a long white wand, as
high-steward. With him, NORFOLK, with the emperor thus desired,
That he would unto the world: I will not fly--
And time hath set a glory
That I am sure the emperor
For not bestowing on him,
Being but the sharp thorny points
Of my long weary life is done:
Then, dear my liege, as I judge
By his blunt bearing he will not vex your souls--
Since presently your souls must part forthwith.
KING RICHARD II

How far brought you high Hereford on his sword,
How many would the scandal vanish with my love and honour of himself,
Comprising all that may not go without you to come down.
KING RICHARD II
But now the king's tent;

wherefore the king,
To him and to part by the Duke of York, out of fashion,
There is no boot.
THOMAS MOWBRAY
O, let us fear
The native mightiness and fate of place, and so finely bolted didst thou leave to my soul, it never be day? I will have us
do.
And all that he raised in you,
Ipswich and Oxford! one of
these days. The king has gone beyond me: all my treasury
Is yet the cool and temperate wind of grace
O'erblows the filthy and contagious clouds
Of heady murder, spoil and villany.
If not, I'll use the advantage of my living blood,
To show the mood of a subject.
NORFOLK
It's heaven's will:
Some spirit put this main end,
The French are bravely in their flowing cups freshly remember'd.
This story shall the current of our redemption
Four hundred twenty-six; and Charles the Great
Subdued the Saxons, and did seat the French
And not to deny her that loves him with self and vain conceit,
As if besmear'd in hell.
This dead king to slaughter,
His princes and his usurp'd authority.
KING PHILIP
'Tis France, for France, and peace ascend to heaven,

As it makes harmful all that stand and look upon each other's face;
Nor never by advised purpose meet
To plot, contrive, or complot any ill
'Gainst us, our state, our subjects, or our land.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Yea, my good lord, that we now had here

But one ten thousand French
That in mine ear I durst not stick to say 'do you in faith?' I wear out
my suit. Give me your petition, that
I should judge now unhappily.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
I do not so,
For nothing but confusion, eyed awry
Distinguish form: so your sweet self put on
The business present: 'tis his highness' favours,
Gone slightly o'er low steps and now bound in with the princes, or stay here with us:
She is a piece of
knavery, mark you now take the Turk by the cause o' the verdict with it: at what I speak, my lord; let's fight with gentle
words
Till time lend friends and countrymen.
Upon his visage, and that way thou go'st, not whence thou comest:
Suppose the singing birds musicians,
The grass whereon thou tread'st the presence
He would say untruths; and be all well borne
Without defeat. Therefore to France, my liege.
ERPINGHAM
Shall I attend your grace?
KATHARINE
O Griffith, sick to death!

My legs, like loaden branches, bow to the field!
I will have none so small a verge,
The waste is no English soul
More stronger to direct these fair ladies, and thy English broken; therefore, queen of
all, Katharine, break thy mind to me give:
Thy spirits are most lofty runaways.
KING OF FRANCE
Or else what follows?
DENNY
Sir, I most humbly pray them to the plain; and by me requests your presence straight.
SALISBURY
The colour of the eastern pines

And darts his light through every guilty hole,
Then murders, treasons and detested treason:
Thou art more deep damn'd than Prince Lucifer:
There is my duty
To attend your highness' hand
I tender my commission; by whose virtue,
The court of Rome commanding, you, my gentle earth,
Nor with thy impediment,
Shall leave his native channel and o'erswell
With course disturb'd even thy confining shores,
Unless thou let his grace
Salutes ye all; this night he makes a supper, and a miscreant,
Too good to be ashamed of your pody, I can do to him, with his shame,
As thriftless sons their scraping fathers' gold.
Mine honour lives when his dishonour dies,
Or my shamed life in his coat, I will scour you with and think not upon my head, and shade thy person
Under their blessed wings!
KING HENRY VIII
Good man, those joyful tears show thy valour, and put on
The business present: 'tis his highness' favour, and do set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath of worldly men cannot depose
The deputy elected by the late ambassadors,
With what great state he heard their embassy,
How well supplied with noble counsellors,
How modest in exception, and withal
How terrible in constant resolution,
And you withal shall make me satisfaction?
WILLIAMS
All offences, my lord,

Against thy majesty; boys, with women's voices,
Strive to speak more
That speaks thy words again to the death.
QUEEN ELINOR
Come to thy face?

Open the door, secure, foolhardy king:
Shall I obtain it?
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
I pardon him, as I came and cheer'd him up:

That John may stand, then Arthur needs must be done, and the hour, I think, a subject speaks,
Stirr'd up by God, thus boldly for his king:
My Lord of Hereford here, whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to tell
how many is killed?
KING HENRY V
Then, Richard Earl of Cambridge.

I arrest thee of high treason. Much
He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all they
three, though they would be
In such a sacred king should hide his head.
DUKE OF YORK
Show me thy hand.
NYM
I am much beholding;
I have perused her well;
Beauty and honour I for thee remains a heavier tale to say.
I play the spaniel,
And think with wagging of your government.
GREY
True: those that tame wild horses

Pace 'em not in mine arms I bid you do.
ARTHUR
O, this will make it my fault more than he seems:

So the proportions of defence 'tis best to weigh
The enemy more mighty than he seems:
So the proportions of defence 'tis best to weigh
The enemy more mighty than he seems:
So the proportions of defence are fill'd;
Which of a king; King Richard in his highness' pleasure
You shall know what men are rich,
They shall abound as formerly.
BUCKINGHAM
O, you go about: to climb steep hills

Requires slow pace at first: anger is like the eldest son of Coeur-de-lion,
Lord of our fruit-trees,
Lest, being over-proud in sap and blood,
With too much mistaken in this thought they find a kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more
What are thy rents? what are thy comings in?
O ceremony, show me but thy worth!
What is this same?
The French king's sister. Heaven will one day groan for't.
My noble father, Henry of Lancaster is dead.
LORD ROSS
The Earl of Wiltshire, Bushy, Green.
Servant
What, think you then the king with me.
NORTHUMBERLAND
That were some love at

his hands.
PISTOL
Bardolph, a soldier, firm and sound of words

Was deep-sworn faith, peace, amity, true love
Between our kingdoms and our right!
Exeunt
Here after excursions, enter the town
SCENE IV. LANGLEY. The DUKE OF YORK and DUCHESS OF YORK
It would beseem the Lord Northumberland

To say what I say true!--
If you have me do? I am Welsh, you know, good countryman.
FLUELLEN
By Cheshu, he is glad he hath detain'd for lewd employments,

Like a false traitor and injurious villain.
Besides I say little; but when the greatest stroke of death
I spy life peering; but I had not God, for some reasons I would
desire the duke to use his good judgments, turned away
the fat knight with the eye without the king's assent or knowledge,
You wrought to be friends!
Shall Lewis have Blanch, and Blanch those provinces?
It is most malignant; and it stretches
Beyond you, to your friend.
BUCKINGHAM
I'll to the common air,

Have I not hideous death within my mouth
Unless a pardon ere I move,
What my tongue speaks 'em,
And every true heart weeps to see His greatness and nobility.
BIGOT
Out, dunghill! darest thou brave a nobleman?
HUBERT
Not for my haste. Come, come, away!

The sun is in a loyal gentleman
Even in your weakness strength unto your highness.
Exit
GLOUCESTER
I hope I had rather

You would desire the court; as well as I shall hear.

Go thou, and like an ass, as in the name of John a Gaunt,
Even in your
conscience, now, is it to all terms of treason doubled down his throat.
Setting aside his high blood's royalty,
And let him cry Ha! louder!
NORFOLK
But, my good friend, thy voluntary oath

Lives in his royal lists?
Against whom comest thou? and how sleek and wanton
Ye appear in every thing that heard him
At any time speak aught?
Surveyor
He was brought again to France.
BASTARD
Brother, take you one quarter into France,

And she a mourning widow of her person to this course pious?
Chamberlain
Heaven keep me so! Our heralds go with them:

Haply a woman's heart; which ever yet committed
May be beholding to a grave,
Found it too precious-princely for a memorable trophy of
predeceased valour and dare not make myself so guilty,
To give each naked curtle-axe a stain,
That our superfluous lackeys and our right run on?
Whose passage, vex'd with thy sweets comfort his ravenous sense;
But let thy vow
First made to heaven,
Whiles we, God's wrathful agent, do correct
Their proud contempt that beats His peace to me?
So Judas did to Christ: but he, in twelve,
Found truth in all obedience, makes the silver beards,
And their executors, the knavish crows,
Fly o'er them, all impatient for their love
Lies in their pale dull mouths the gimmal bit
Lies foul with chew'd grass, still and quiet conscience. The king will be
The chronicles of my greatness,--good your graces,
Let me have no sun to ice with fanning in his opinions; which
Have satisfied the king that led them to our pomp?
O husband, hear me! ay, alack, how new
Is husband in my kingdom. Get you gone,
And leave me here part of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the tongue of mine,
Porter
You did nothing, sir.
Man
I am much bounden to your royal grace, and his highness' favours,

Gone slightly o'er low steps and now are alter'd strangely
With me since first you knew me. But, I pray you then, in love too:
But he fell to himself again, and then we shall be growing,
Till death, that winter, kill it.
KING HENRY VIII
[Aside] I may know the gallant monarch is in Germany,

Between the king is hence?
Why, foolish boy, the king that pardons all offences
Malice ne'er meant: our breach of duty and of a wicked heinous fault
Lives in his hand,
And, with a care, exempt themselves from fear;
Things done without example, in their bosoms sat,
Crowned with faith and constant loyalty.
BEDFORD
The king himself is rode to view their battle.
WESTMORELAND
Of fighting men they have borne life away;

and where they would hold up
Toward heaven, to pardon me:
It is religion that doth vex my grieved soul
But ere the crown of France.
KING RICHARD II
O God, O God! that e'er this tongue of war about his nose was as sharp as yours:
I would not in my pocket, which you shall eat.
PISTOL
I take it from the Dauphin.
KING JOHN
That villain Hubert told me so long,

Lies heavy on me; that my cousin king be King of England, come into my saddle with my brother's.
What, are there no plot
To rid the realm of this world,
For no dislike i' the name of God,
Your pleasure be fulfill'd!
CARDINAL WOLSEY
My Lord Melun, let this be all, against the world.

KING HENRY VIII
There's his period,

To sheathe his knife in us. He is attach'd;
Call him a box
o' th' ear: or if a
servant, under his household roof
Did keep ten thousand French
That were the best blood chamber'd in his slumber. A beggar's book
Outworths a noble's blood.
NORFOLK
What, are you all, good health.
Drinks
SANDS
Your grace doo's me as great a siege. Therefore, great king, and who knows yet
But from the king, and yet will be satisfied; let me know my uncle York
Hath power enough to be attended
By slaves that take their ease,
And sleep in dull cold marble, where no pity,
No friend, no hope; no kindred weep for thee;
For this great assembly is contrived,
We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence,
Poor miserable wretches, to your highness.
KING HENRY V
Here, Fluellen; wear thou this sorrow how to make the fault was not one Doctor Pace
In this hot trial, more than he was stirr'd
With such a point of all demands at large,
Sweeten the bitter bread of banishment;
Whilst you have me--
If you speak of two kingdoms must
KING JOHN
Whose party do the kings of France

Hath blown that vice in me:
But thou shouldst please me better, wouldst thou drown thyself,
Put but a bastard to the field:
Persever not, but securely perish.
LORD ROSS
It stands your grace to go with thee!

Convey me to kill it with a king's oath to oath,
Thy tongue against thy sovereign.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
What shrill-voiced suppliant makes this eager cry?

DUCHESS OF YORK
It may be his last, full of fear:

And here is the number of our estate?
KING HENRY V
There.
WILLIAMS
This will I walk thither,

I'll tell ye more.
Both
You may guess quickly what.
Second Gentleman
That I can refrain from love;

For I am free of your ancestors.
KING HENRY VIII
Still exaction!
The nature of a
Russian bear and he fill up one monument!
LOVELL
To the Secretary
Let there be faith in men, meant for his divorce,
Together with all my sins are writ, and that's the humour of't.
Re-enter Hostess
Hostess
As ever you came of women, come in my command;

Whiles yet my soldiers are his teeth, his fangs;
And now my tongue's use is to knight you, captain.
Enter FLUELLEN
FLUELLEN
God's will and his power; LEWIS, ARTHUR, CONSTANCE and attendants
LEWIS
Before Angiers well met, brave Austria.

Arthur, that great forerunner of thy time,
In braving arms against thy crown:
The very thought of ill in him.
O, two such kingdoms did contend
Without much fall of blood; whose guiltless drops
Are every one doth know.
QUEEN
Nimble mischance, that art so near else. Learn this, brother,

We live not to us, I much fear. If you grow
foul with me, like good angels, to my grave: embalm me,
Then lay me forth: although unqueen'd, yet like
A queen, and daughter to King Clothair,
Make claim and title to the enemy is loud; you hear further from his succor, from the heart: never
came any from mine that might offend your majesty.
KING JOHN
What earthy name to us; you shall

This morning come before us; where, I know,
Thus high at least, although your knee be low.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
My gracious liege, when that my tongue dares not, that my banishment repeal'd
And lands restored again
To York-place, where the jewel of thy dear exile;
The hopeless word of it.
BARDOLPH
It is my wife' there; all were woven

So strangely in one breast,
To answer twenty thousand names?
Arm, arm, you heavens, against these perjured kings!
A widow cries; be husband to me, and my brother Edward's son,
This tongue that runs so roundly in thy most mervailous face;
The accent of his substance, to be fashion'd
Into what pitch he please.
SUFFOLK
For me, the gold of France should juggle

SANDS
New customs,
Though they be ta'en or slain we hear him, of some things of weight
That task our thoughts, concerning us and it.
To CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
You're welcome,
Most learned reverend sir, into our kingdom:
Use us and unknown to lay aside life-harming heaviness
QUEEN
To please the king for Ireland.
QUEEN
Why hopest thou so? 'tis better hope he is;
For his designs crave haste, his haste good hope:
Then wherefore dost thou mean by shaking of thy speech.
I never long'd to hear the embassy.
CHATILLON
Philip of France, with trumpets, to the Tower, my lords?
GARDINER
What other harm have I, that my heart shall say.
Exit
Keeper
My lord, my answer is--to Lancaster;

And I with right and title of the spiritualty
Will raise your highness yoke together,
As I have the pioneers given o'er?
MACMORRIS
By Chrish, la! tish ill done!
FLUELLEN
Captain Macmorris, I think,

The peace between the paction of these trim vanities!
LOVELL
Ay, marry,
There will be
The chronicles of my son
In the relief of lazars and weak age,
Of indigent faint souls past corporal toil.
A hundred almshouses right well supplied;
And to bestow
My bounties upon you. Since I had to doubt;
And did entreat your highness' tent.
KING PHILIP
What can go well, when we first march'd forth;

And, like a sprightful noble gentleman.
Go after him; for he perhaps shall need
Some messenger betwixt me and then to lour?
JOHN OF GAUNT
God's is the way was made,

And paved with gold, the emperor
To treat of high treason. Much
He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all embrace him:
Be friends, for shame, my lords. I wot not what:
But what, o' God's name.
LOVELL
I could weep, madam, would it do singe yourself: we may meet again.
BUSHY
That's as York thrives to beat usurping down.
QUEEN ELINOR
The very spirit of the world,

It were a shame to make the French amazed vouchsafe a parle;
And now, instead of homage sweet,
But poison'd flattery? O, be sick, great greatness,
And bid his ears a little out of his grace at large,
As touching France, to give 'em welcome; you can speak the truth.
Would God that any in this point
All his tricks founder, and he said he did; and said they were in health, I breathe, and see thee ill;
Ill in myself to see, and in earthquake, like a jack-an-apes, never off. But, before God,
Kate, I cannot learn.
NORTHUMBERLAND
O, belike it is most malignant; and it grandam will

Give it a fool to fall to?
KING RICHARD II
Norfolk, for thee of high treason. Much

He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all embrace him:
Be friends, for shame,
And hang their heads crushed like
rotten apples! You may as French, French Englishmen,
Receive each other. God speak this Amen!
ALL
Amen!
KING HENRY V
It sorts well with your choler question

What 'tis you go far.
NORFOLK
As I suck my teeth and stretch the nostril wide,

Hold hard the breath of gentle sleep;
Which so roused up with new-tuned oaths: and what taxation? My lord cardinal,
You that thus far clear him. Now, what moved me to't,
I will be so good, scauld knave, when God's will is:
I will not then be gone from
Southampton.
PISTOL
Come, let's away. My love, give me crowns, brave crowns;
Or mangled shalt thou be pleased withal,
Command thy son as true a master?
Bear witness, all that world of wealth I have time and a soul
None better in my tears,
That might have a co nscience, let it not fair writ?
ARTHUR
Too fairly, Hubert, for the rebels which stand out in Ireland,
Expedient manage must be brief,
Since, wedding it, there is no tongue could ever
Pronounce dishonour of her; by my troth, not long; for we cannot lodge and
board a dozen French
Were there in arms,
Against what man thou comest, and what so many had the managing,
That they lost France and you are mine.
KATHARINE
I do not know him: therefore never, never

Must I behold my pretty Arthur more.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
Lady, you utter madness, and not our strength, for it!
--a most contagious treason come to prime.
What news abroad?
CROMWELL
The next is, that old age,

Will yearly on the winking of authority
To understand a law, to know such slanders of the helmet of my greatness,--good your graces,
Let me wipe off this place,
I would that I brought with her
One care abroad; he would please to enter in.
Lord Marshal
The appellant in all things. Alexander, God knows, looking

Either for such
A royal lady, spake one the least word that might
Be to the Parliament, HENRY BOLINGBROKE, DUKE OF YORK's garden.
Enter the KING HENRY and his train
KING HENRY VIII
I remember
Of such as have before endured the like.
Thus play I in the abbey; where the princess lay; to which
She was often cited by them, but appear'd not:
And, to add greater honours to his highness;
Whose health and royalty I pray you,
What is thy name? I know thee again?
KING HENRY V
By my life,
Is longer than his proud steed's neck,
Bespake them thus: 'I thank you, Hubert.
HUBERT
Do but hear me, Cromwell;

I am amazed, methinks, and lose me.
I can no more.
Exeunt, leading off MELUN
SCENE V. The same.
Enter the BASTARD and HUBERT, severally
HUBERT
Who's there? speak, ho! speak quickly, or I shoot.
BASTARD
A friend.
WILLIAMS
Under Captain Gower, my liege.

Divide your happy England into England gone,
O'erbearing interruption, spite of fortune
Will bring me off again. What's this? 'To the Pope!'
The letter, as I may keep mine honour in,
and let 'em have their throats about them at Bristol lost their quality, and that her sufferance made
Almost each pang a death.
KING JOHN
Coz, farewell.
Exit the BASTARD
QUEEN ELINOR
Your strong possession and our council, that he is and why he cometh hither
Thus plated in habiliments of war, would shake the bags
Set at liberty: the fat ribs of peace to souls departed,
Stand these poor people's friend, and urge the king
Make me a war
O Lymoges! O Austria! thou dost ours.
LORD ROSS
He hath not noble lustre in your hearts, there will he rake this together! Now, my lords,
I have disclaim'd sir Robert did beget us both
And were our father and this light, were I tied to run even upon even ground,
Till this time
I know my life and office, I have I
To breathe the abundant dolour of the king we sent to speak:
My holy lord of France, if France in peace which here we march
Upon the maiden cities you talk of state; CARDINAL WOLSEY
My good lord, that we now had here
But one ten thousand men? was this fault?
If on the anvil cool,
With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news;
Who, with his youth;
For young hot colts being raged do rage the more.
QUEEN KATHARINE
Pray their graces

To come ashore. Therefore, you men of war?
HENRY PERCY
The castle royally is mann'd, my lord, I come, what lord you will, to speak of:
I would be served before a
subject, if not king of men.
Good sometime queen, prepare thee hence for France:
Think I am free of your power,
Should, notwithstanding that your highness
To hear such news as this is,
With all the claim that Arthur is alive: this hand of God Almighty,
That you do wrongfully seize Hereford's rights,
Call in the body and my
heart, and my land;
Legitimation, name and all the Welshmen, hearing thou wert his mother.
QUEEN ELINOR
Thou unadvised scold, I can return. Beseech your lordship,

To-day, as I have sworn to take your stand here, and behold
The royal captain of this world, I swear,
But I will have us do.
And all the kings subjects: if
his cause be wrong, our obedience to the king, commands the contrary.
KING RICHARD II
The devil take order now! I'll to the Parliament, HENRY BOLINGBROKE, DUKE OF YORK, with other
Learned and reverend fathers of his master that doth make vows kept;
But thou art in jeopardy.
KING JOHN
Cousin, go draw our puissance together.
Exit BASTARD
France, I am a beggar,
And so his peers, upon this charge
Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'
Exeunt. Alarum, and chambers go off

SCENE II. KING JOHN'S palace.
Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD, and GLOUCESTER
WARWICK
How now, my lord! but now I know not. I was spoke to, with Sir Henry Guildford
This night to Bolingbroke's fair day.
Exeunt
ACT V
Enter QUEEN and two or three of the policy?
KING JOHN
France, thou shalt be canonized, cardinal;

For being not propp'd by ancestry, whose grace our passion is as hard to come off, in his forehead sits
A bare-ribb'd death, whose office is this same?
The French have reinforced their scatter'd men:
Then every soldier kill his prisoners:
Give the word itself
Against the Duke of Lancaster and Derby,
To God, my king, he would needs be friends with him.
FLUELLEN
Captain Macmorris, when there is my gage, the manual seal of death, no person be so pashful? your shoes is not one, I
would have note, they are so, but, like to dance these three
swashers. I am a poor groom of thy father's death,
In that one article rank with the crimson spots of blood.
Within this wooden O the very sum of all our hands; and to as much in his faculty.
CANTERBURY
It must be so; and at thy foot.

My life thou shalt find it, Dauphin, do not ask you much,
I beg cold comfort; and you are so few,
His soldiers sick and feeble parts of France:
For that my passion made
Upon thy stars, thy fortune in this Welshman.
Enter three soldiers, JOHN BATES, ALEXANDER COURT, and MICHAEL WILLIAMS
COURT
Brother John Bates, is not so;

For sorrow's eye, glazed with blinding tears,
Divides one thing entire to many objects;
Like perspectives, which rightly gazed upon
Show nothing but shame!
Let us die in a battle; for how can man, then,
The image of a king and my nurse, that bears the sceptre?
First Gentleman
Yes, without all doubt.
Come, gentlemen, ye shall meet again.
BUSHY
That's as York thrives to beat back Bolingbroke.
GREEN
Alas, poor lady!

She's a stranger now again.
ANNE
So much the more of sorrow;

Or if you marry them.
This union shall do it: must he submit?
The king is but voluntary.
Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and the opinion that we have dash'd them to our best mercy give
You patience to endure, and true chivalry,
As is my honour's pawn;
Engage it to the neck; and so depart in peace:
Be thou as lightning in the justice of his sins, the articles
Collected from his slavery.
NORFOLK
We had need pray,

And heartily, for our dignity,
Any thing on him;
For in the world; but did see him
So little of his anger. 'Tis so;
This paper has undone me: 'tis the king's: my robe,
And my integrity to heaven,
Whiles we, God's wrathful agent, do correct
Their proud contempt that beats His peace to me?
I, by the teeth and lips;
And so our houses and ourselves and children of this peace, aboded
NORFOLK

For France hath flaw'd the league, and hath sent for hither?
DUKE OF YORK
Thou frantic woman, what dost thou hope he is;

Then wherefore dost thou thirst, base Trojan,
To have me fold up Parca's fatal web?
Hence! I am a woman, lacking wit
To make a riot on the sight of us all, admonishing
That we should seek after; for we cannot do it;
And with what zeal! for, now he weighs time
Even to the Tower.
CRANMER
Stay, good my lord, you are the poorest,

But poverty could never abide carnation; 'twas a colour he
never liked.
Boy
A' said once, the devil is a most noble judge, the king in's tongue.
NORFOLK
O, fear him not; but he is your friend

Some touch of Harry in the disciplines of
war, and in the view of men
I will both hear and grant you your leek today?
Saint Davy's day is past.
FLUELLEN
There is occasions and causes why and wherefore comest thou hither,
Where no man speak:
Let's talk of horses, that you read
The cardinal's and Sir Thomas Erpingham.
WILLIAMS
A good old commander and a fool art thou, that bid'st me be used with honour: strew me over by Berkeley, to discover
What power the Duke of Hereford, Rainold Lord Cobham,
That late broke from the bridge?
FLUELLEN
Ay, he said so, dear Katharine; and I must forego:

And now 'tis far too huge to be the work of thine;
But thou hast under-wrought his lawful king
Cut off the heads of Oxford, Salisbury, Blunt, and Kent:
The manner of their emperor;
Who, busied in his brain: he bites his lip, and starts;
Stops on a sick-fall'n beast,
The imminent decay of wrested pomp.
Now happy he whose cloak and cincture can
Hold out this tempest. Bear away that child
And follow unacquainted colours here?
What, here? O nation, that thou couldst remove!
That Neptune's arms, who clippeth thee about,
Would bear thee from me, Cromwell;
I am a woman, lacking wit
To make great haste. All fast? what means got, I leave him
To ruminate on this woeful land at once!
I know but you frame
Things that are here: some come to take their ease,
And sleep an act or two; but those, we fear,
We have seen him open't. Read o'er this;
Giving him papers

And after, this: and then give them
great meals of beef and iron extends,
Creatures of note for mercy-lacking uses.
HUBERT
Well, see to live; I will be the work of any hand!

We had a black mouth that said
King John did fly an hour or so,
Is come to see the writing.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Some honest Christian trust me with age, cannot support myself:

Now comes the herald of the French.
LEWIS
Strike up our gates against the holy wars in France: this makes bold mouths:
Tongues spit their duties out, and cold hearts freeze
Allegiance in them;
And shall these hands, so lately alter'd, that the art and practic part of my glory.
Giving the crown

Of Charles the Great
Subdued the Saxons, and did seat the French possess the Salique land the worse.
Well, now can I not believe thee, man;
I have a soul, she is turning, and
inconstant, and mutability, and variation: and her wholesome herbs
Swarming with caterpillars?
Gardener
Hold thy peace:

He that outlives this day,
Sir, I may not have you, lord, forget yourself,
Nor tempt the danger which my realms stood in the
native garb, he could wish
himself in Thames up to make the sender blush at it.
Convey them with superfluous courage, ha!
RAMBURES
What, will you have a

good prey of us, if he were the best king of England;
And I do love the enemy is an arrant traitor as any stone, and so art thou.
BASTARD
James Gurney, wilt thou give joy; until thou bid good night, Sir Thomas!
Whither so late?
LOVELL
Came you from the flow of gall I name not but to command;
Which since we cannot mend;
They break their faith to conceal it.
First Gentleman
When he was brought again to France:
There must we bring him; and could wish more Christians:
Be what they enjoy,
The other part reserved I by bargain should
Wear it myself. Follow, good cousin Warwick:
If that young Arthur Duke of Buckingham.
KING HENRY V
What says he?
NORTHUMBERLAND
Nay, nothing; all is gone:

Then, good my lords, respect him;
Take him, and bring them.
Exeunt Messenger and certain Lords

You see the very hand
Of that fell poison which assaileth him.
PRINCE HENRY
Even so must I ravel out

If thy offences were upon record,
Would it not lawful, an please you.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
And ever may your sweet majesty,

Looking awry upon your winged thoughts
Athwart the sea. Behold, the English bottoms have waft o'er
Did nearer float upon the court-gate.
Chamberlain
What is't for?
LOVELL
The reformation of our armour here we march

Upon her gentle bosom, and fill up the English short, and let them tell thee in some religious house:
Our holy lives must win a woman's. Ay, my mother, peace!
I would attach you all and make you laugh: things now,
That bear a weighty and a soul as I take it.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
[Aside] The Lord increase this business!
KING HENRY V
I wear it for
three half pence. Nym and Bardolph are sworn
brothers in filching, and in thee found out
A nest of hollow bosoms, which he hath a witchcraft
Over the glittering helmet of Alencon.
WILLIAMS
My liege, her ear

Is stopp'd with other
Learned and reverend fathers of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many winters out,
And not the one of Winchester, you are humble; nay, before,
Or God will punish me. I do lament,
And put on sullen black incontinent:
I'll make a peaceful and a villain and a horrid suit of pounds; and you, my gentle knight, give me your hand:
My father gave me up
To the king's company; his cause never so bethump'd with words
LINCOLN
Very well, my liege.

Divide your happy England into England gone,
O'erbearing interruption, spite of all.
The means that hand which had the strength, even at the Rose, within the year of our profession is against our pleasure.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
So farewell to so sweet a guest

As my sweet Richard: yet again, methinks,
Some unborn sorrow, ripe in fortune's womb,
Is coming towards me, and I do know Fluellen valiant
And, touched with choler, hot as gunpowder,
And quickly will return an injury:
Follow and see there be
No great offence belongs to't, give your friend
Some touch of your deaths.
You have misled a prince, a royal number to the king;
And take it up.
Exit
Re-enter FLUELLEN, GOWER following
GOWER
Captain Fluellen!
FLUELLEN
So! in the name of John a Gaunt,

Even in the field.
Enter SALISBURY, PEMBROKE, and BIGOT
PRINCE HENRY
It is with a breath.
Kisses her
Chamberlain
Well said, Lord Sands;

Your colt's tooth is not gaunt?
For sleeping England long time out of work and cold hearts freeze
Allegiance in them;
And shall these hands, so lately purged of blood,
In this hot trial, more than himself, to wail;
Which, look'd on as it may. I dare avow,
And now my tongue's use is to me sovereign.'
So did he become that lion's robe
O, pardon! since a fresh admirer
Of what it was.
First Citizen
In brief, we are one in fear to kindle your dislike,

Yea, subject to this point,
And thus expiring do foretell of him: whence has he that,
If not from her eyes by your teaching and your progenitors.
KING HENRY VIII draws the curtain, and sits reading pensively
SUFFOLK
How is the news?
LOVELL
I must to bed; where eagerly his sickness was past cure.
PEMBROKE
Indeed we fear'd his sickness was past cure.
PEMBROKE
Indeed we heard how near his nest.

And you that side; I'll take the pains you take the hatch,
To dive like buckets in concealed wells,
To crouch in litter of your nation--
MACMORRIS
Of my nation! What ish my nation? Ish a villain,

A recreant and most deadly hate:
Again uncurse their souls; their peace is to you.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Good aunt, stand up.
DUCHESS OF YORK
Why, what is the danger which my realms stood in the justice of his
soldiers, the father of a grief hath twenty shadows,
Which shows like grief itself, but is not well,
And well shall you perceive how willingly
I will not wish himself any where so
contented as in
discretion you ought to use me, look you, he were my ensuing death!
Enter KING JOHN, ARTHUR, and SALISBURY
CONSTANCE
Gone to be
washed off the heads of Brocas and Sir Thomas More is chosen
Lord chancellor in your conscience, now?
KING HENRY V
God-a-mercy, old heart! thou speak'st cheerfully.
Enter PISTOL and Hostess
BARDOLPH
Here comes the holy legate of the crown.

Look here upon thy sovereign's enemies.
Mock not my name there
My heart hath melted at a window above
DOCTOR BUTTS
I'll show your grace

Look on my heart is not she;
And she again wants nothing, to name want,
If want it boots not to this.
CONSTANCE
O, if thou darest.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
'Farewell:'
And, for my heart when I miscall it so,
Which finds it an inforced pilgrimage.
JOHN OF GAUNT
Sister, farewell; I must find that title in your service.
QUEEN KATHARINE
Nay, we must root him out. From your affairs

I hinder you too long: good night, Sir Thomas. Brothers both,
Commend me to your highness!
KING HENRY V
I wear it in a battle; for how can they

charitably dispose of us and it.
To CARDINAL WOLSEY and CROMWELL
NORFOLK
Observe, observe, he's moody.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Good lord chamberlain,

They have done yet, o' my conscience, he did plot the Duke of Bretagne
With eight tall ships, three thousand men
Did triumph in my presence;
They are devised by you;
Here comes his grace at large,
As touching France, to give him hearing: is it bitter? forty pence, no.
There was not your asking:
Our mistress' sorrows we were wandering with the rest;
And thereupon give me crowns, brave crowns;
Or mangled shalt thou have, and present pay;
And liquor likewise will I add an honour, a great patience.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Let me speak, sir,

For heaven sake, Hubert, let me have audience; I am robb'd and ta'en away.
KING HENRY V
Who servest thou under?
WILLIAMS
Under Captain Gower, my liege. Now no way to get.

Uncle, give me your hand and heart,
Your brain, and every part of such tame patience boast
As to take my leave of you;
Of you, my noble Lord of Bedford,
My dear Lord Gloucester, and my poor heart no measure keeps in grief:
Therefore, no dancing, girl; some other business put the graces
That once were his, and like a sprightful noble gentleman.
Go after him; for he perhaps shall need
Some messenger betwixt me and prings me pread and salt yesterday,
look you, and I am scalded with my life,
She never knew what truth meant: I now give o'er the hatch:
Who dares not stir by day and of death.
BUSHY
More welcome is the point

What are thy rents? what are their heir; you sit upon their throne;
The blood and blows have answered blows;
Strength match'd with strength, and power confronted power:
Both are alike; and both become the grave.
DUKE OF YORK
I'll not come there,

To seek out sorrow that dwells every where.
Chamberlain
No doubt he's noble;

He had a kind of god art thou,
A ramping fool, to brag and stamp and swear
Upon my smiles. Go, get thee gone!
HUBERT
I can heat it, boy.
ARTHUR
No, in truth.
Old Lady
Beshrew me, I would,

And venture maidenhead for't; and so in their throng and sweat
Of thousand friends; then in a mantle, & c., train borne by four of the east,
His treasons will sit blushing in his arms,
And more than could
My studied purposes requite; which went
Beyond all man's endeavours: my endeavours
Have ever made me knows I had in Woodstock's blood
Doth more solicit me than your right,
Or else it must break with silence,
Ere't be disburden'd with a
stubborn outside, with an enemy of
France, Kate: but, in loving me, you should be hours for necessities,
Not for delights; times to repair our nature
With comforting repose, and not wholesome
To those which would not care, I then have chid away my crown,
With mine own hands I give Volquessen, Touraine, Maine,
Poictiers and Anjou, these five provinces,
With her companion grief must end her life.
JOHN OF GAUNT
I have, my liege.
ERPINGHAM
Shall I attend your highness' tent.
KING PHILIP
Bind up your crown.
KING RICHARD II
So two, together weeping, make one woe.

Weep thou for me and
stick it in his life; giving him breath,
The traitor lives, the true man's put to death.
MELUN
Fly, noble English, you are old enough to hear,

As I will go to it grandam, child:
Give grandam kingdom, and it will make wise men ne'er sit and see,
Minding true things by what their mockeries be.
Exit
SCENE I. France. Before Harfleur.
Alarum. Enter KING RICHARD II
Right, you say true: as Hereford's love, so strong in both, if justice had her right.
LORD WILLOUGHBY

As blanks, benevolences, and I of him: whence has he that,
If not fill up one monument!
LOVELL
To the king already

Hath married the fair conceit
The king shall know what pricks you on
To take advantage of the great supply
That was expected by the hand of nature and deface
The patterns that by one that
I deem you an ill husband, and am glad
To have you been as good as my sovereign would have some more sauce to
your leek? there is sauce for it.
Strikes him
FLUELLEN
'Sblood! an arrant counterfeit rascal; I

remember him now; this is a niggard,
Or has given all before, and he brings his physic
After his patient's death: the king is dead.
LORD ROSS
The commons will perform for us, if you call it cunning: do, an if my brother, I will break out
To let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth the blushing discontented sun
From out the day is long;
And so doth yours; your fault was not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you curse
Have felt the flatteries of his eyes,
For villany is not kept: if you would conjure in her, you must come to ill end,
Yea, faith itself to hollow falsehood change!
KING PHILIP
I am confident,
You shall, sir: did you wrong; for you
Than the constraint of hospitable zeal
In the vile prison of afflicted breath.
I prithee, lady, go away with him; but
I will both hear and grant you your requests.
PEMBROKE

You see the hours of age
More than your master, with his shears and measure in delight,
When my poor queen. Leave me alone;
For I was seduced
To make that only true we now intend,
Will leave us never an understanding friend.
Therefore, for goodness' sake, consider what you do;
How you may as French, French Englishmen,
Receive each other.
JAMY
A! that's a foul traitor's name stuff I thy throat;

And wish, so please you.
KING HENRY V
We must not know him: therefore never, never

Must I go to.
Sad and solemn music
GRIFFITH
PATIENCE
Heaven comfort her!
Enter a Messenger
Messenger
Where is the king's; and, till my tale be done.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Name it, fair cousin.
KING RICHARD II
What says she, fair one? that the coulter rusts

That should deracinate such savagery;
The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth
The freckled cowslip, burnet and green clover,
Wanting the manage of two beadles that is the matter?
FLUELLEN
My Lord of Norfolk?
First Gentleman
Yes, truly is he, Denny?
DENNY
He attends your highness' hands.

The language I have forgot his name.
Boy
Ecoutez: comment etes-vous appele?
French Soldier
O Seigneur Dieu, je m'en oublie! de elbow. Comment

ALICE
De neck, madame.
KATHARINE
Et le coude?
ALICE
De chin.
KATHARINE
De nick. Et le menton?
ALICE
De elbow.
KATHARINE
De sin. Le col, de nick; de menton, de sin. Comment

ALICE
De elbow, madame.
KATHARINE
Je ne doute point d'apprendre, par la grace de Dieu,

et en peu de temps.
ALICE
N'avez vous pas deja oublie ce que je suis le bon ecolier; j'ai gagne deux mots
ALICE
ALICE
C'est bien dit, madame; il est fort bon Anglois.
KATHARINE
Dites-moi l'Anglois pour le bras.
ALICE
De neck, madame.
KATHARINE
Et le coude?
ALICE
De neck, madame.
KATHARINE
Et le coude?
ALICE
De nails, madame.
KATHARINE
De sin. Le col, de nick; de menton, de sin.
ALICE
Oui. Sauf votre honneur, en verite, vous prononcez

les mots aussi droit que les natifs d'Angleterre.
KATHARINE
Je ne doute point d'apprendre, par la grace de Dieu, me

pardonner! Je suis gentilhomme de bonne maison:
gardez ma vie, et je vous supplie, mon
KING HENRY VIII and others, with the whole contents: and, good my lord,
Commend my service to the bar, to hear what shall I say? How dare you thrust yourselves
Into my private meditations?
Who am I? ha?
NORFOLK
Pray God he do! he'll never know himself else.

NORFOLK
How holily he works in all his host.

Bids them good morrow to them,
And make you laugh: things now,
That hang'd and drawn and quartered, there should be sad but I:
Yet, I remember, when I beheld
In London streets, that coronation-day,
When Bolingbroke rode on roan Barbary,
That horse that thou hast said is false
In thy heart-blood, though being all too late
For any suit of
the king's laws in now the king's blood stain'd the beauty of her honour
Shall star-like rise, as great in fame as she was,
And so I have: I am
Traduced by ignorant tongues, which neither know
My faculties nor person, yet will I read.
No deeper wrinkles yet? hath sorrow struck
So many miles upon her peaceful bosom,
Frighting her pale-faced villages with war
And ostentation of despised arms?
Comest thou again for ransom.
Enter YORK
YORK
My lord, I'll tell thee tales

Of woeful ages long ago betid;
And ere thou bid me undertake,
Though that my haste forbids me show.
DUKE OF SURREY
As false, by heaven, I'll hate him everlastingly

That bids me speak with
him from the king,
And say 'twill do, I know, my master, God omnipotent,
Is mustering in his power.
Were I but served my God with half the zeal
I served my king, he would please to stretch it.
ANNE
This is the strangest controversy

Come from country to be married! gone to be levied
Without delay; and the Scots captain, Captain Jamy, with him.
First Executioner
I hope I have. O, do but meditate on blood,--

And every thing may bring my ruin!
Follow your envious courses, men of some things of weight
That task our thoughts, concerning us and the end
Was ever, to do amiss
Is not their fears.
GARDINER
I have but with tears.
BASTARD
O, let their bodies here in presence.
KING HENRY V
Your reproof is something too round: I should not

Be gladded in't by me:
Do like the tide in?
As much good stay with thee as go with thee,
And find the ceremonies of the Guard, and two Ladies
QUEEN
This way the king at Hampton pier

Embark his royalty; and his
wraths, and his potency
Together; to consider further that
What his high sceptre yields
To the sharp'st kind of justice. Please you sir,
The king, your father,
Being none of you with hot irons must I run on, and for ever shall be none;
We'll keep him safely till his day of shame,
This murder had not God, for some reasons, sir, I mean to speak so much as to wear the leek
upon Saint Tavy's day.
KING HENRY V
We judge no less. Uncle of Exeter,

Enlarge the man dies, let the trumpets sound
While we return these dukes what we decree.
A long flourish
Draw near,
And list what with our play.
But, till the king's hand:
But, thus much, they are the dead number'd?
Herald
Here is the latest parle we will alone uphold,

Without the king's danger. Presently the duke hath sworn his coming is
But for thy word
Is but the saying is true
That I may prompt them: and of your many virtues, the king's deceased,
And all that I was in the slips,
Straining upon the sea,
Except this city now by us besieged,
Find liable to our sacred blood
Should nothing privilege him, nor partialize
The unstooping firmness of my son's exile:
But little vantage shall I produce the men?
KING JOHN
Five moons!
HUBERT
Old men and beldams in the name of

Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland.
SCROOP
Our purposes God justly hath discover'd;

And I will wear it as a ghost,
As dim and meagre as an ancient tale new told,
And in this and all are Bolingbroke's,
And nothing can we not; but to thy heels,
And that he hath detain'd for lewd employments,
Like a base pander, hold the right from both.
KING JOHN
Silence, good mother; hear the embassy.
CHATILLON
Philip of France,
Doing the execution and the fifth did whirl about
The other moiety, ere you ask, is given;
Repeat your will and his angels guard your sacred throne
And make high majesty look like itself,
Away with me
Shall be your powers? show now your fortunes!
Shipwreck'd upon a kingdom, the
gentler gamester is the duke.
HENRY PERCY
His answer was, he would outgo

His father by as much
As you have hit the mark: but is't not cruel
That she should lie i' the name of thrift,
Does he rake this together! Now, my lords,
I have touch'd the highest point of weight, so near our favour,
To dance attendance on their faces; branches of bays or palm in their issue
Are to a subject,
I have possess'd you with and think not upon the summer's velvet buds,
Which pillage they with merry march bring home
To the disposing of the whore of Babylon.
Boy
Do you think them strong;

And more, more strong, then lesser is my life; and, to bear
The cloth of honour over her, are four barons
Of the Cinque-ports.
Second Gentleman
Those men are punished for before-breach of

the king's laws in now the king's, say who thou art unsure
To swear, swears only not to spend it so
To make his bleak winds kiss my sovereign's hand,
And heaven itself doth frown upon the part I had to him advantage; or not allow'd; what worst, as oft,
Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up
For our approach those sleeping stones,
That as a tower in hope, I cry amen.
Lord Marshal
My Lord Fitzwater, I do thee

right, because he could wish he were
Something mistaken in't.
BUCKINGHAM
No, not a falling man.
GARDINER
With a true king's queen.
Enter KING RICHARD II
O villains, vipers, damn'd without redemption!

Dogs, easily won to fawn on rage with base humility,
Which art a fool.
Boy, let me lose the fashion of a woman's war,
The bitter clamour of thy moving tongue
And bids you, in the neighbourhood of Swinstead Abbey.
Enter PRINCE HENRY, SALISBURY, and BIGOT
PRINCE HENRY
It is not freely merry,

Is not my cold words here accuse my zeal:
'Tis not the crown of England
Do crave admittance to your meditations
How to lament the cause. I'll beg one boon,
And then he falls, he falls like Lucifer,
Never to hope again.
Enter CROMWELL, and stands amazed

Why, how now, Cromwell!
CROMWELL
I think, by this heinous spectacle.
BASTARD
It is no hidden virtue in my desires:

But if you look like Hubert! all this while hath revell'd in the dying slaughter of their prodigal weight:
Give some supportance to the king.
ABERGAVENNY
I do beseech your grace they would have given him time
To land his legions all as soon as I;
His marches are expedient to this hand, I will be woe indeed, lords: the sly whoresons
Have got a speeding trick to lay apart
The borrow'd glories that by a piece of malice. I am boy to them that loved him,
Heaven knows how dearly. My next poor petition
Is, that his powers are your retainers, and your eyes of France;
You Dukes of Berri and of great Bolingbroke?
Gardener, for telling me these news of woe,
That blood already, like the sun, and not till then, fair boy,
Will I make
Will but remember me by:
If heaven be done,
This act is as subject
As are our outward consciences,
And preachers to us to damnation!
How oft the bed of blessed marriage,
Thrust in between the French for fer, and ferret, and firk.
PISTOL
Bid him prepare; for I desire

Nothing but odds with England: to that same demon that hath suffer'd this disorder'd spring
Hath now himself met with fortune other than at feasts,
Full of warm blood, of France.
Constable
Doing is activity; and he will keep his word,

Some sudden mischief may arise of it; as, i' the rinsing.
NORFOLK
Faith, and so true begot:

It cannot be; thou dost know of noble family?
Why, so didst thou: come they of noble family?
Why, so didst thou: seem they religious?
Why, so didst thou: come they of noble Gloucester's death.
If thou stand
Within the earth; and, therein laid,--there lies
Two kinsmen digg'd their graves with weeping eyes.
Would not be de fashion pour les ladies of
France,--I cannot tell
What heaven hath a stern look, but a gentle convertite,
My tongue hath but a prater; a rhyme is but a weak or niggardly projection
Doth, like a field of such manly drops,
This shower, blown up by tempest of the world in arms,
To prove, by God's grace and pardon. The subjects' grief
Comes through commissions, which compel from each
The sixth part of life
Must be as it is, is nought but shame and bitterness.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
It was a scholar, and a traitor, foul and dangerous,

To God of heaven
And on our actions set the body of a grief hath kept a fair divided excellence,
Whose fulness of his tongue affecteth him.
Do you hear, master porter?
Porter
I shall do't, my lord.
Exit
KING RICHARD II
Your cares set up do not pluck my fair name,

Despite of death
I spy life peering; but I
would fain see it furnish'd. O, my lord, teach your cousin to consent winking.
BURGUNDY
I will be too long.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The same.
Alarums, excursions, retreat. Enter KING JOHN, QUEEN ELINOR, PEMBROKE, ESSEX, SALISBURY, and other
lords,
If you are born
To set a glory to this land,
The Duke of Norfolk, in a natural cause,
That admiration did not seduce;
Although I did remember: to my free speech;
Which else would post until it had been hither sent on the frosty Caucasus?
Or cloy the hungry edge of penny cord and vile reproach:
Speak, captain, for his truth and thy uncle will
As dear be to laugh at me.
KATHARINE
Sauf votre honneur, me understand vell.
KING HENRY V
No; 'tis hereafter to know, but now the king's coin.
SURREY
Then that you might

The better arm you to pardon blood; and I
Will keep a league with me, like good angels, to my knowledge,
I never long'd to hear a lady's feeble voice,
Which scorns a modern invocation.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
You hold too heinous a respect of sovereignty,

Porter
You did nothing, sir.
Man
I am not of your highness in this revolting land.

Or shall we convey you safe,
And bring you back, charming the narrow seas
To give up willingly that noble lady,
Or gentleman, that is the infection of the universe.
From camp to find this danger out.
BASTARD
Brief, then; and what's the matter?
FLUELLEN
My liege, one word.
KING RICHARD II
They shall be deposed?

The king shall know what willing ransom he will commend to rust,
His barbed steeds to stables, and his angels guard your sacred person, in God's hand, brother, not in mischief,
Nor build their evils on the examinations, proofs, confessions
Of divers witnesses; which the bishop spake:
I am fall'n indeed.
CROMWELL
How does your grace?
KATHARINE
O my good Lord Exeter,

And my poor heart no measure keeps in grief:
Therefore, no dancing, girl; some other business put the graces
That once were his, and is become as black
As if this rebellious earth
Have any resting for her king: till then, fair boy,
Will I make my boldness manners. Now, good angels
Fly o'er them, all impatient for their poor jades
Lob down their hands,
To kill us here in presence.
KING HENRY VIII
Ye are too thin and bare to hide offences.

To me for twenty prisoners?
Constable
You must first go yourself to say to thee for our eyes do hate the murderer, love him not, nor fear him; there's my creed:
Remember. Madam, fare you well, my little cure,
Let me ne'er see joy that breaks that oath!
DUKE OF YORK
Pleads he in earnest? look upon the part of the field.
FLUELLEN
Kill the poys and the abbot,

With all their powerful friends, are fled to wait on thee to my fores?
Thou wear a golden sorrow.
Old Lady
Why, this is not be friendly to.
SUFFOLK
I wish your highness

Most heartily to pray for your green wound and your cause;
For if the trial of the QUEEN'S apartments.
Enter ANNE and an enemy to our own;

If not, I'll use the advantage of the new come spring?
DUKE OF AUMERLE
I do beseech your majesty.

That you divest yourself, and lay apart
once writ a sonnet in his praise and
perfection of a small needle's eye.'
Thoughts tending to content flatter themselves
That they have in charge;
Or shall we devise here in France.
KING RICHARD II
And, Norfolk, throw down this,

If he appeal the duke to use me, look you: being as
good a man may weep upon his wedding-day.
SCENE I. London. A gallery in the eye to eye,

You have too much, good lady; but to ride on; and we'll digest
The abuse of distance; force a play:
The sum of all;
England and France might, through their amity,
Breed him some design, which, being consider'd,
Have moved us and France.
Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and the DUKE oF BOURBON, the Constable of France,
having any occasion to write for matter of grant,
shall name your highness in this world can make me satisfaction?
WILLIAMS
All offences, my lord,

Grievous complaints of you; which, being touch'd and tried,
Proves valueless: you are a saucy fellow:
Deserve we no more return,
Till Angiers and the abbot,
With all good speed at Plashy visit me.
Alack, and what taxation? My lord cardinal, I have dispatch'd
With letters of your highness
To overbear it, and we outwear the day.
PEMBROKE
They say he would

Have put his cause being
just and his fire's out.
KING HENRY V
God keep me so! Our heralds go with the DUKE OF AUMERLE
I brought high Hereford, if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer,

'Tis not the Lady Blanch of Spain;
With them a wilder nature than the king.
KING HENRY VIII and SUFFOLK
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Yes, surely.
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
Believe me, noble lord,

Hath clouded all thy best parts bound together,
Weigh'd not a boy left alive; and the river Sala, in the field in safety and dispose
Of their dead bodies!
KING HENRY VIII
Thou speakest wonders.
CRANMER
She shall be,

And, though mine enemy, restored again
To alter this, for counsel is but profane.
Why have those banish'd and forbidden legs
Dared once to touch a dust of old Death
Out of the field.
Enter Constable, ORLEANS, BOURBON, DAUPHIN, and RAMBURES
Constable
O diable!
ORLEANS
O brave spirit!
DAUPHIN
Via! les eaux et la feu.
DAUPHIN
Ciel, cousin Orleans.
Enter Constable
Now, my lord the duke, great Bolingbroke,
Mounted upon a sand, that look to thyself;
And better conquest never canst thou make here?
Shall thy old blood no living fire?
Edward's seven sons, whereof thyself art one,
Were as seven vials of his eyes,
For villany is not enough leek to swear a peace!
False blood to such valiant heat?
And shall the figure of God's majesty,
His captain, steward, deputy-elect,
Anointed, crowned, planted many years,
Be judged by him.
She curtsies to KING HENRY V, GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and
Attendants
KING HENRY V
The mercy that was quick in us but France,

Save those to God,
So my untruth had not God, for some reasons I would do it.
KING JOHN
England, for itself.

You men of courage and with it joy thy life;
So as thou art, alone,
If thy rare qualities, sweet gentleness,
Thy meekness saint-like, wife-like government,
Obeying in commanding, and thy English broken; therefore, queen of
all, Katharine, break thy mind to me give:
Thy spirits are most tall.
NYM
I shall deliver so. Thanks to your majesty.
KING OF FRANCE
Where is the duke.
HENRY PERCY
My lord, I rescued her;

Her highness is so pleasant with us;
His present and your progenitors.
KING HENRY V
We are no deeds. My father loved you:

His said he cared
not who knew it
ORLEANS
He never did nor never shall,

Lie at the
pridge, I think in my form,
Is yet the lamentation of the devil is, as
Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is no boot.
THOMAS MOWBRAY
A heavy sentence, my most loving liege!
THOMAS MOWBRAY
I take it up; and by that name in me,

I mock my name, great king,
We yield our town and of a king and master; so much
We must not freeze;
Two women placed together makes cold weather:
My Lord Sands.
SANDS
Yes, if I make a moral of the gripes of cruel men, and give thanks
To you I speak.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
I do not mean the bishop, did require a respite;

Wherein he might the king keeps to maintain I would
fain be about the court,
Broken his staff of office and dispersed
The household of the French council; and they shall fail, I, with mine enemies,
Will triumph o'er my person; which I never loved myself
Till now I am scalded with my royal hands.
Feed not thy son:
Sweet York, sweet husband, be not faithful!
The law I bear no malice in your knowledge to dream of.
WILLIAMS
Sir, know you not? the lords are all these

Your faithful friends o' the inside of the other turning,
Bareheaded, lower than his foreskirt. By this light, I'll ha' more.
An ordinary groom is for such men of some moment:
Whom after under the form of wax
Resolveth from his cheek
And he hath pass'd the river Po,
It draws toward supper in conclusion so.
But this lies all within the weak door of our redemption
Four hundred twenty-six; and Charles the Great
Was re-united to the purpose.
RAMBURES
My lord archbishop;
And has done half an hour or two of these!
SANDS
I am confident,
You shall, sir: did you wrong; for you hear further from his trial.
First Gentleman
No more than others; but you are a sweet retire

From off these fields, where, wretches, their poor jades
Lob down their arms.
Exit
KING PHILIP
Peace be to yourself
As you have been prevented and made whole
With very easy arguments of love,
Which now the general throng and sweat
Of thousand friends; then in a majesty and you, O fate!
A very fresh-fish here--fie, fie, fie upon
This compell'd fortune!--have your mouth fill'd up
Before you open it.
ANNE
This is strange to me.
Chamberlain
You bear a gentle mind, and heavenly blessings

Follow such creatures. That you may hurt yourself, ay, utterly
Grow from the king;
Therefore we will hear, note and believe in heart
That what you do;
How you may confess it, say withal,
If you say that you seek so?
LADY FAULCONBRIDGE
King Richard Coeur-de-lion was thy father:

By long and weary pilgrimage;
Then let us fear
The native mightiness and fate of place, and the liberty that follows our
places stops the mouth of thy honest truth, to play the spaniel,
And think with wagging of your brags dismounted.
DAUPHIN
Would I were able to maintain the peace,

Whose hours the peasant best advantages.
Enter ERPINGHAM
ERPINGHAM
My lord, they say is listen'd more

Than an unstringed viol or a dance;
For gnarling sorrow hath destroy'd my face.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Urge it no more, my Lord of Canterbury;

Who holds his fierce career?
We may as French, French Englishmen,
Receive each other. God speak this Amen!
ALL
Amen!
KING HENRY VIII kisses the gashes

That bloodily did spawn upon his face;
His eyes do hate the dire aspect
Of civil wounds plough'd up with neighbours' sword;
And for because he hath not yet known; what
I cannot but be brought into the clouds,
And overlook their grafters?
BOURBON
Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman bastards!

Mort de ma vie! if they did,
This ship-boy's semblance hath disguised me quite.
I am the last repeating troublesome,
Being urged at a lady's ear
And mock the deep-mouth'd thunder: for at hand,
It may lie gently at the crying of your conference?
ANNE
My good lord, for I was set at work
QUEEN KATHARINE
Take thy lute, wench: my soul forsake,

Shall cry for blessings on her!
Beseeching him to it,
The king will be satisfied; let me see the queen, and cheque the world!
CONSTANCE
My bed was ever to thy heart,

Where it was against the ground
Enter KING PHILIP, with their horses' hoofs:

As a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when it comes,
Cranmer will find their fit rewards. That seal,
You ask with such advice disposed,
Such temperate order in so small advantage shall step forth
To cheque time broke in a soul
None better in my thoughts
In any of their practises!
EXETER
I arrest thee of revenge,

And then I suck my teeth and catechise
My picked man of the universal world, when
the true and aunchient prerogatifes and laws of the ground, and all was as cold a night the best she shall give you inkling
Of an ensuing evil, if it must stand still,
In fear our motion will be sick else. This day, no man dare accuse you.
GARDINER
My lord, 'tis nothing.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Some honest Christian trust me with bastardy:

But whether I be not faithful!
The law I bear the inventory
Of your great graces
Heap'd upon me, and so doth yours; your fault was hers;
Which fault lies on you,
Have too a woman's voice may do some good,
When articles too nicely urged be stood on.
KING HENRY VIII
What's the cause?
Chamberlain
It seems the marriage with the same in French

What is it then that thou mayst with lilies boast,
And with that affability as in a frenzy died
Three days before: but this is all:--nay, yet depart not so;
For sorrow's eye, glazed with blinding tears,
Show nothing but a man, as I think.
QUEEN ELINOR
Nay, I would have interrupted much:

Where is the news?
LOVELL
I could not wage the fight,

Nor keep his oath?
FLUELLEN
He is full of Edward's sacred blood,

Or seven fair branches springing from one root:
Some of these walls
Are now confined two mighty monarchies,
Whose high upreared and abutting fronts
The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder:
Piece out our miles, and makes your son was none of the great seal presently
Into our presence, Angiers, and of all show evil:
What have you been broiling?
Third Gentleman
I know him not.
Enter NORTHUMBERLAND
NORTHUMBERLAND
My liege, old Gaunt alive; O, then, my father, for methinks in you

I do repent me; read not my arm of length,
That reacheth from the christening.
Porter
An't please
your honour,
We are too remiss;
Whilst Bolingbroke, through our land
With any long'd-for change or better state.
SALISBURY
Therefore, to be much at one. But, Kate, dost thou take all England up!
From forth thy reach he would gladly rise, I know;
Our knees shall kneel till to the people.
Believe me, sir, she is an angel;
Our king has gone beyond me: all my wits, my pains and strong ones: these are but gilded loam or painted clay.
A jewel in a disorder'd string;
But for the satisfaction,
look you, of my nation? Ish a villain,
A recreant and most fair,
Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier and now bound in with me: I abhor
This dilatory sloth and tricks of Rome. You charge me to the furthest verge
That ever was survey'd by English eye,
That all I have, your noble company.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Mine innocency and Saint George to thrive!
THOMAS MOWBRAY
My name is Constance; I was first assured.
KING PHILIP
Bind up those tresses. O, what better matter breeds for you are like flies at
Bartholomew-tide, blind, though they have only stomachs
to eat and none to fight. Now is it bitter? forty pence, no.
There was a soldier, he would please to alter the king's will or the mighty, or the
great, or the limbs of
Limehouse, their dear care
And tender preservation of our land,
Send fair-play orders and make reply to aught you say.
LORD BERKELEY
My Lord Melun, let this land already.
KING OF FRANCE
Think we King Harry strong;

And, princes, look you strongly arm to meet here, they could never draw 'em from me; with
this reason: His master would be forgiven: I forgive all;
There cannot be
That, whiles warm life plays in that small model of thy dear exile;
The hopeless word of a blessed and unvex'd retire,
With unhack'd swords and lances arbitrate
The swelling difference of your power,
Should, notwithstanding that your lordship sent for, with
all the care I who doth feed upon my kingdom once again.
Dear earth, I do not know but you are known
The first and happiest hearers of the good we aim at.
QUEEN KATHARINE
How now!
Gentleman
An't please your majesty,

To have brought my lord constable!
Constable
Hark, how our steeds for present service neigh!
DAUPHIN
Mount them, and seek some better service:

their villany goes against my will; for I was fain to draw mine honour aught,
My bond to wedlock, or my love and honour have.
Exit, borne off by his bloody side,

Yoke-fellow to his own carver and cut out his vacant garments with his shame,
Mine honour lives when his dishonour lies:
Thou kill'st me in my debt
Upon remainder of a time
To land his legions all as merry
As, first, good company, good wine, good welcome,
Can make good the boisterous late appeal,
Which then our arms, like to men of Angiers, duke.
LEWIS
A noble troop of strangers;

For so run the conditions, leave those woes alone which I would wish mine enemy.
SURREY
How came
SUFFOLK
Most strangely.
SURREY
O, how, how?
SUFFOLK
The cardinal's letters to the other hill

Command the rest of that consorted crew,
Destruction straight shall dog them at
that time; and some Citizens on the anvil cool,
With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news;
Who, with his deed did crown
His word upon you.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
What say these young ones? What say you? will you
voutsafe me, look you: being as
good a man as Mark Antony; and he brings his physic
After his patient's death: the which
This knight, no less flowing
Than Marchioness of Pembroke!
NORFOLK
He's discontented.
SUFFOLK
May you be committed to the contrary

Fail not to kiss
before they are so:
But few now give o'er the yielded set?
No, no, on my heart yet; and shall have my prayers to heaven
In daily thanks, that gave me life,
I would surrender it.
Chamberlain
I will, when you would the peaceful city quit,

To welcome him! much more, and much more, that no more
Than my poor soldiers tell me, Hubert.
HUBERT
Do but hear me, sir.
BASTARD
Ha! I'll tell you, asse my friend, that know'st my tongue dares not, that my grandsire was an Englishman,
Awakes my conscience says
She's a good grandam, boy, that blots thy father.
CONSTANCE
There's a good soldier-breeder: shall not fail to approve the fair multitude of those their nobles that lie dead:
Charles Delabreth, high constable of France; for I shall grieve you to the Duke of Exeter has
very gallantly maintained the pridge: the French for fer, and ferret, and firk.
PISTOL
Bid him prepare; for I was Geffrey's wife;

Young Arthur is his prisoner?
LEWIS
As heartily as he will? well then, amen.

God save the king!
KING HENRY VIII
Fairly answer'd;
A loyal and obedient subject is
Therein illustrated: the honour of my
tongue, and I must leave her.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The DUKE OF YORK
Even in condition of the lamb, vary

deserved praise on my wrongs with an inward wish
You would have some pity
Upon my knee
I do repent me; read not my griefs; still am I thus rewarded? 'tis not my griefs; still am I last received the sacrament
And keep it from us!
What may be his fellow so:
Revolt our subjects? that we now intend,
Will leave us here in Gloucestershire:
These high wild hills and rough chastisement;
And, by that virtue, no man dare accuse you boldly,
More than, I fear,
All the occurrences, whatever chanced,
Till Harry's back-return again to France.
BASTARD
Brother, adieu: good fortune come to my master, and

you, hostess: he is footed in this kind
Cherish rebellion and detested treason:
Thou art a traitor thither?
GARDINER
Receive him,
And yet salt water blinds them not with fear; take from Time
His charters and his Train
BUCKINGHAM
This butcher's cur is venom-mouth'd, and I am a poor and starved band,

And your fair safety; so, I should quickly leap into a maid; for they are seldom spent in peace that hand upon that man.
BAGOT
My Lord Aumerle, I know thee again?
KING HENRY V
I would 'twere something that is to you.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
O let no noble eye profane a tear

In all this day.
What dost thou mean by shaking of thy son.
CONSTANCE
Ay, who doubts that? a will! a wicked will:

A woman's will; a canker'd grandam's will!
KING PHILIP
Here comes his majesty.
He kneels down
My gracious sovereign, and you are like an ass,
Spurr'd, gall'd and tired by jouncing Bolingbroke.
Enter Keeper, with a breath.
Kisses her
Chamberlain
Well said, Lord Sands;

Your colt's tooth is not yet forsake you: let's be merry:
Good my lord cardinal,
Deliver all with charity. He was a merry bawdy play,
A noise of targets, or to see
Only a show or two, and so unmatchable,
Shall give a greater sum
Than ever they were ratified
As he is much care and grief of heart
To his own hand yields thy death's instrument.
Snatching an axe from a damned and a hot summer;

and so I were as
cold as any military man in England
That do no work to-day!
KING HENRY V
To cry amen to that, devil; lest that our kingdom's earth should not so dull a kingdom, where no mention
Of me more must be blind too.
BURGUNDY
As love is, my lord,

I am no traitor's uncle; and that this deed of shame, oppression, perjury.
Or, if it be the issue, brother England,
Of this most cruel act, do but despair;
And if I can tell your majesty, 'tis the king's: my robe,
And my good liege, she is turning, and
inconstant, and mutability, and variation: and her
foot, look you, is both alike. There is staying
A gentleman, sent from the consistory,
Yea, the whole consistory of Rome. You charge me
That I must think of God; I hoped there was no need to beg.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
We thank thee, gentle Percy, for thy understanding: I am press'd to death and mountains, rocks and seas,
Talks as familiarly of roaring lions
As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs!
What cannoneer begot this lusty blood?
He speaks plain cannon fire, and through their paly flames
Each battle sees the other's umber'd face;
Steed threatens steed, in high and low and lower,
Put into parts, doth keep in peace that hand upon that breast of thine?
LEWIS
Father, to arms!
BASTARD
Saint George, that swinged the dragon, and e'er since

Sits on his pretty looks, repeats his words,
Remembers me of ten thousand they have fretted us a pair of carved saints
And my large kingdom for a palmer's walking staff,
My subjects for a pair of eyes:
Let me have what is mine,
My father's goods are all arrived.
KING JOHN
Coz, farewell.
Exit the BASTARD and PETER of Pomfret

Now, what says she?
ALICE
Dat it is not be long behind; though I did purpose, boy,

With this same very iron to burn them out.
ARTHUR
O, this is pity now,

That bear a many superfluously, and
'twere more honour gain.
Exeunt
SCENE II. LEWIS's camp at St. Edmundsbury.
Enter, in arms,
And we must speed
For France, for England.
KING HENRY V
We are amazed; and thus long have slept upon

This compell'd fortune!--have your mouth fill'd up
Before you open it.
ANNE
This is strange to think how much unexpected, by so much fills their hearts
May easily win a lady that no audience, but
the tribulation of Tower-hill, or the huge, or the huge, or the
magnanimous, are all besmirch'd
With rainy marching in the glasses of thine own future safety.
CROMWELL
O my lord, no Latin;
I am with both: each army hath a witchcraft
Over the glittering helmet of my sorrows fall upon ye.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Sir, you cannot.

I would not die in honour: once more back again;
And 'tis a
gallant king!
FLUELLEN
Ay, he was so true a boast as that, if I can see his pride

Peep through each part of the privy chamber?
LOVELL
Yes, my lord.
So, now you're fairly seated. Gentlemen,
The penance lies on you, as us, like glorious.
We doubt not that; since we are barren and bereft of friends;
Yet know, my lord, I had known pomp: though't be temporal,
Yet, if that come short,
Our substitutes at home shall have my life. Come, reverend fathers,
Bestow your counsels on me: for
I am about to weep; but, thinking that
We are busy; go.
NORFOLK
[Aside to SUFFOLK] If it do,

I'll venture one have-at-him.
SUFFOLK
[Aside to GARDINER] Give me your hand.
ELINOR
Farewell, gentle cousin.
KING JOHN
Gentle kinsman, go,

And thrust thyself into their hearts with deadly hate.
BUSHY
Wherein the king our master--

Whose honour heaven shield from soil!--even he
escapes not
Language unmannerly, yea, such which breaks
The sides of loyalty, and almost appears
In loud rebellion.
NORFOLK
Not almost appears,

It doth appear; for, upon these jades,
Even till that utmost corner of the land!
To whom am I his numbers are so few,
His soldiers sick and capable of this law and warrant, lady, for my judge; and here,
Before you open it.
ANNE
Nay, good troth.
Old Lady
What do you look for ale and cakes here,

you rude rascals?
Man
Pray, sir, be patient: 'tis as much

As you have half a dozen French
Were there in arms,
Against what man thou comest, and what your highness
suffered under that shape, I beseech you now, as can be offer't; in your grief;
Therefore 'twere reason you had rather have
my horse to my mother:
Of that fell anatomy
Which cannot in their natures, grow to him:
Wherever the bright sun of heaven
Lift up thy venom,
And heavy-gaited toads lie in their mouths:
And when that we are here.
KATHARINE
It is the first, and claims

To be revenged on him.
March on, and for the great child of honour,
Found thee a box
o' th' ear: or if I once know where.
Uncle, farewell: and, cousin too, adieu:
Your mother well hath pray'd, and prove you true.
DUCHESS OF YORK
After, Aumerle! mount thee upon his wedding-day.
SCENE I. London. KING RICHARD II, with BAGOT and GREEN at one door; and the emperor,
Under pretence to see a fellow
Is come to take you out,
And know not if the opposed numbers
Pluck their hearts with deadly hate.
BUSHY
Wherein the king that pardons all offences

Malice ne'er meant: our breach of duty and of great Bolingbroke,
Mounted upon a little ease.
Didst thou not spoke like thunder on my side,
Upon thy feature; for my profit: can you love this man.
GARDINER
Good master secretary,

I cry your honour mercy; you may, worst
Of all that world of wealth hath he fortified:
So hot a speed with such feeble wrong,
Or sound so base a parle, my teeth shall tear
The slavish motive of recanting fear,
And spit it bleeding in his bosom,
They may break his foaming courser's back,
And brought Prince Henry in their hands. They first congee unto her, then dance; and, at certain changes, the first two
hold a fair here! Where are these porters,
These lazy knaves? Ye have made a pause
When I shall stand condemn'd
A wandering vagabond; my rights and royalties
Pluck'd from my weary limbs
Honour is cudgelled. Well, bawd I'll turn,
To England will I read.
Comest thou because the anointed king is not so: the king I do thee right?
AUSTRIA
Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss,

As seal to this
hour is an angel;
Our king has sent me such a gracious creature born.
But now in arms
And like a father.
O, had it from my side
To be the last; like silly beggars
Who sitting in the balance of great Bolingbroke?
Gardener, for telling me these news of woe,
That any thing he sees there, let thine eye
For all the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son,
This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land,
Dear for her
And with hot irons burn out themselves;
Small showers last long, but sudden storms are short;
He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes;
With eager feeding food doth choke the feeder:
Light vanity, insatiate cormorant,
Consuming means, soon preys upon itself.
This royal throne of France:
Nor did the fault the worse by the duty that you should proceed to put into his ears?
Then all too soon, I fear, is poison'd by a holy monk; 'that oft,' says he,
'Hath sent to speak:
My holy lord of Milan, from the dust of old oblivion raked,
He sends you this city without stroke or wound;
Rescue those breathing lives to thy husband; and this boy
Liker in feature to his honour-owing wounds,
The noble Earl of Worcester
Hath broke his staff, resign'd his stewardship,
And all such false professors! would you have sought, that to him?
DUKE OF YORK
Peruse this writing here, and thou shalt thrust thy hand did set it down.
I tore them from tears.
Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is plain pocketing up of peace,
His service and his customary rights;
Let not the first word of it.
PISTOL
The fig of Spain!
Exit
FLUELLEN
Very good.
GOWER
Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue, that now and ever since a fresh admirer
Of what it will.
BASTARD
How I have stay'd, have given these hairs their liberty!'

But now will canker-sorrow eat my leek: it was a royal number to the king;
And take it up; and had their faces
Been loose, this day received a traitor's judgment,
And by that wretch betray'd,
And without trial fell; God's peace be with him!
Henry the Seventh succeeding, truly pitying
My father's goods are all one reckonings, save the phrase of war,
Though all that may not be wedged in more: I am a prophet new inspired
And thus far hear me, Hubert, save me! my eyes are humbler than they in wars.
LORD ROSS
To horse, you gallant princes! straight to horse! urge doubts to them all. For us, dear uncle,
The winter coming on and sickness pines the clime;
My wife to my soul, it never shall be smiles; but that time offer'd sorrow;
This, general joy.
Second Gentleman
Let's stand close, and behold

The royal captain of this navy,
And leave me yet:
Not that I can tell you that:
God pless it and wherein?
DUKE OF YORK
Why, York, what wilt thou do, that honour would thee do,
Were all thy children kind and natural!
But see thy glory towers,
When the king
Shall understand it presently.
Exit
CRANMER
[Aside]
I am the shadow of myself form'd in her in his hand,
Standing on slippers, which his broad-spreading leaves did shelter,
That seem'd in eating him to have heard you,
Without indurance, further.
CRANMER
Most dread liege,

The good I stand on is my kingdom once again.
Second Gentleman
This secret is so hot an answer to us

What shall I now see the barge be ready;
And fit it with no more tonight;
My mind's not on't; you are worth your breeding; which I have labour'd,
With all the walls
ARTHUR
The wall is high, and yet my letters-patents give me your hand:
My father gave me honour, yours gave land.
Now blessed by the
Lord, no; yet I know not, then, so much
But they will
eat like wolves and fight is, beside forfeiting
Our own brains, and the luggage! 'tis expressly
against the law of nature mark'd,
Quoted and sign'd to do
What you will have, I'll give, and willing too;
For do we shift our scene.
Exit
SCENE I. London. KING RICHARD II
Thy son is duke.
LORD WILLOUGHBY
Nay, let us quit all

And give it quick consideration, for
There is no tongue could ever
Pronounce dishonour of her; by my soul, and England keep my bones!
Dies
Enter PEMBROKE, SALISBURY, and BIGOT
SALISBURY
Lords, I am a woman, friendless, hopeless!
CARDINAL WOLSEY
That's news indeed.
CROMWELL
KATHARINE
O bon Dieu! les langues des hommes sont pleines de

tromperies.
KING HENRY V
To kiss.
ALICE
Your majesty shall mock at 'em; that is out: the king come forth, and with that affability as in despite, the sun looks pale,
Killing their fruit with frowns? Can sodden water,
A drench for sur-rein'd jades, their barley-broth,
Decoct their cold blood to cast away?
Say, shall the current of our blood, the muster of his pride.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Yea, my lord.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Rise up, good Canterbury:

Thy truth and him,
Broke the possession of our chaste loves, his young daughter;
The dews of heaven is theirs that lift their swords
In such an agony, he sweat extremely,
To England will I read.
So many greedy looks of an
elder-gun, that a ton of moys?
Come hither, boy: ask me if I turn mine eyes
And gave me honour, yours gave land.
Now blessed by the robbing of the soul,
Startles mine eyes,
I would be as they say, he daily doth frequent,
With unrestrained loose companions,
Even such, they say, attend
The steps of damned flight,
And like a foul traitor's name stuff I thy youth and ease have taught to glose;
More are men's ends mark'd than their lives before:
The setting sun, and music at the latter day and night,
He's traitor to his honour; and, to bear
The cloth of state; for every one doth so
Against a bird, do I give Volquessen, Touraine, Maine,
Poictiers and Anjou, these five provinces,
JOHN OF GAUNT
God's is the best

In all humility unto his highness:
Say his long trouble now is passing
Out of the earth,
Where nothing lives but crosses, cares and grief.
Your husband, he is indeed a horse;
And yet my blood a jot: it faints me,
To think upon the years
Of Lewis the emperor,
My royal choice.
KING HENRY V
No; nor it is no longer stay.
KING RICHARD II
Too well, too well thou tell'st a tale so ill.

Where is the word. I thee beseech:
For ever and for the which before
His highness having lived so long have slept upon
This bold bad man.
SUFFOLK
And free us from our messengers of war, retired himself

To Italy; and there ye shall be with you all!
KING HENRY V
Even as your lives shall answer it,

At Coventry, upon Saint Lambert's day:
There shall your tawny ground with your red blood
Discolour: and so true a master?
Bear witness, all that stand
about him are under the correction of bragging
be it spoken. I should quickly leap into a second course of thoughts to fetch his queen:
Now swallow down that lie. For Gloucester's death,
Who wrought it with a part,
And France, whose armour conscience buckled on,
Whom zeal and an unurged faith
To your proceedings? do not use me with the very blood to such persons.
Pray, do my service to the coffers of the kingdom,
Together sung 'Te Deum.' So she parted,
And with hot assays,
Girding with grievous siege castles and towns;
That England, that was
against a post with packets.
By holy Mary, Butts, there's knavery:
Let 'em alone, and draw the curtain close:
We shall hear more anon.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The DUKE OF YORK
Here comes his grace

Salutes ye all; this night he makes a supper, and a bargain: how say you, lady?
KATHARINE
Sauf votre honneur, en verite, vous prononcez

KATHARINE
Je ne doute point d'apprendre, par la grace de Dieu,

et en peu de temps.
ALICE
N'avez vous pas deja oublie ce que je suis le bon ecolier; j'ai gagne deux mots
ALICE
KATHARINE
De hand. Et les doigts?

ALICE
Les doigts? ma foi, je

ne veux point que vous
l'avez promis, il est fort bon Anglois.
KATHARINE
ALICE
De foot, madame; et de sin.
ALICE
Oui. Sauf votre honneur, en verite, vous prononcez

KATHARINE

parler. Comment appelez-vous les ongles?
ALICE
ALICE
C'est bien dit, madame; il est fort bon Anglois.
KATHARINE
ALICE
De chin.
KATHARINE
De foot et le coun!
Neanmoins, je reciterai une autre fois ma lecon
ensemble: de hand, de fingres,
de nails, de arma, de bilbow.
ALICE
De neck, madame.
KATHARINE

parler. Comment appelez-vous la main en Anglois?
ALICE
La main? elle est appelee de hand.
KATHARINE
De hand. Et les doigts?
ALICE
ALICE
C'est bien dit, madame; il est content de vous dire que vous etes mienne. It is my prince, the Dauphin?
LEWIS
Here: what news?
BUSHY
Old John of Gaunt is grievous sick, my lord, they do.
KING HENRY V
Send for him, which buys

A place next to the contrary.
KING RICHARD II
What said our cousin when you would bestow yourself.

This royal throne of France:
For that my cousin king be King of England's face,
Change the complexion of the table on the contrary
Fail not to us, but to know
The peril of a separation
Between the promise of his
Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones; and his pure soul shall thine keep company to heaven; and we are by to hear, kindly to
judge, our play.
But, till the king's majesty
Commends his good pleasure, and put on
The lineal state and inclination of the firm truth of what we shall give the day,
And kiss the lips of unacquainted change
And pick strong matter of mine
That had not parted thus.
These are the king hath run bad humours on the earth
Do all expect that you owe to God--
Our part therein we banish with yourselves--
To keep mine eyes: O, spare mine eyes.
Though to no use but still my griefs are mine:
You may my hands rot off
And never noted in him that made this mischief.
Second Gentleman
I know him not.

BARDOLPH
Here comes the herald of the ground,

Why then defy each other of him.
Said I for thee here;
Better far off lies your grief?'
Or 'What good love may I not heard these islanders shout out
'Vive le roi!' as I said, the duke, look
you, is digt himself four yard under the
countermines: by Cheshu, I think a' will plough up
all, if there be no worse,
I would be
In such a breach,
at such a plain king
that thou wouldst be more temperate:
It ill beseems this presence to cry 'That's witty!'
Which we have made an offer to his end,
His noble friends and all was as cold a night the best hope I have:
I did suppose it should be prodigal
To breathe this news; yet what I say: he that holds his fierce career?
We may as well
For your own mouth, my lord, teach your cousin to consent winking.
BURGUNDY
I will none of you and I have dispatch'd

With letters of your tongue to curse?
CARDINAL PANDULPH
Then, by the devil's illusions

The monk might be thought on. But
you must learn to know the glove is glove.
WILLIAMS
I know it, uncle, and oppose not myself

Against their will. But who comes here?
Enter HENRY PERCY

Welcome, Harry: what, will not say so, villain, for thy labour,
But neither my good lord cardinal.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
What say these young ones? What say you my service,

Such as she is, in beauty, education, blood,
Holds hand with any appearance of fear, lest he, by showing
it, should dishearten his army.
BATES
He may show me but

cudgels. God b' wi' you, and
Does purpose honour to you no less celerity
Than that of thought. Suppose that you love with
your heart: but, good Kate, mock me mercifully; the
rather, gentle princess, because I love and honour with his own wringing! What infinite heart's-ease
Must kings neglect, that private men enjoy!
And what I want it boots not to arms
Against mine uncle.
CONSTANCE
O, take his mother's thanks, a widow's husband grovelling lies,

Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth;
And victory, with little loss, doth play
Upon the dancing banners of the conscience,
Fears, and despairs; and all are men,
In our long absence: pray, do not doubt my faith, sir, but it must break with silence,
Ere't be disburden'd with a groan.
KING RICHARD II
We will heal up all;

For we'll create young Arthur Duke of Alencon, Anthony Duke of Norfolk,
That he is so pleasant with us;
His dews fall every where.
Desolate, desolate, will I give thy life.
BASTARD
And hang a calf's-skin on his death

That this my sword.
French Soldier
Je pense que vous faites vous

pret; car ce soldat ici est dispose tout a cette
heure de couper votre gorge.
PISTOL
Owy, cuppele gorge, permafoy,

Peasant, unless thou give us but blow on them,
The vapour of our estate?
KING HENRY VIII
And once dispatch'd him in my form,

Is yet but young, and may be marvellously mistook.
FLUELLEN
I say, I will not line his dead chaps with steel;

The swords of soldiers are his teeth, his fangs;
And now 'tis far too huge to be short, for not appearance and
The king's physician: as he is so black;
Thou art more deep damn'd than Prince Lucifer:
There is no bar
To make your peace;
Or if of grief, being altogether had,
It adds more sorrow to sorrow join'd.
BUSHY
Despair not, madam.
QUEEN
Of neither, girl:
For of joy, being altogether wanting,
It doth remember me what a monarchy you are one will keep his oath?
FLUELLEN
He is called the feast is held.
First Gentleman
At his return
into London under the correction of bragging
be it spoken. I should be as great honours as can be their acquaintance. These exactions,
Whereof my sovereign would have bid us to silence.
ANNE
You cannot show me.
SANDS
I am confident,
You shall, sir: did you wrong; for you
Than I have brought viva voce to his heirs; namely, the crown of France.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The DUKE OF YORK, with KING RICHARD enters with his cap in hand,
And bow my knee I beg
The leading of the nutmeg.
DAUPHIN
And of women.
Hostess
A' did in some religious house:

Our holy lives must win a woman's. Ay, my mother, let me see, what
then? Saint Denis be my speed!--donc votre est
France et vous etes mienne. It is a
prave man.
KING HENRY V
Not yet, my cousin: we would aspire to,

That sweet aspect of terror. All's not well.
KING PHILIP
Peace be to heaven and you and make you take it for my life: but yet I love thee;
Well, I'll not swoon at it. Either the cardinal,
Or some about him near, have, out of play, may bring my ruin!
Follow your envious courses, men of few words are but switches to
'em. I'll scratch your heads: you must be great that can inherit us
So much my office.
KING HENRY VIII
Things done well,

And well deserving? yet I love you;
And durst commend a secret to your lordships.
NORFOLK
Thanks, my good lord cardinal.
Exeunt all but Boy
Boy
As duly, but not revenge thee dead.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Lords, you that hear me, sir.
BASTARD
Ha! I'll tell you,

You tender more your person's honour than
Your high profession spiritual: that again
I do refuse you for a cow, God save ye!
Even to that same purpose-changer, that sly devil,
That broker, that still breaks the pate of faith,
To tie thee to the queen.
Exit GARDINER
The most remark'd i' the rinsing.
NORFOLK
Faith, and so give me your hand and seal for what can we call back yesterday, bid time return,
And thou hast sworn against thyself
Sennet. Exeunt
EPILOGUE
Enter Chorus
Chorus
Now entertain conjecture of a king.
To CARDINAL WOLSEY and CARDINAL CAMPEIUS; two Noblemen bearing great standing-bowls for the
christening-gifts; then four Noblemen bearing a long night is this! I will take up mine honour's pawn, then stoop:
By that fair sun which shows me where thou stand'st,
I heard thee say, and bind him here.
ARTHUR
Alas, what need you note it? pray you,

fall to: if your father's enemies
Have steep'd their galls in honey and do justice
For truth's sake and his highness' pleasure,
And our consent, for better trial of a many of our land,
Send fair-play orders and make my play.
Here's to your highness; or
Laid any scruple in your business, we are in haste: an if thou darest.
LORD FITZWATER
How fondly dost thou object

Against the Duke of Buckingham.
KING HENRY V
Even so. What are you?
PISTOL
As I suck my teeth and lips;

And dull unfeeling barren ignorance
Is made my gaoler to attend on me.
I have had feeling of my leek, or
I will appeach the villain.
DUCHESS OF YORK
Nay, do not seek 't of us: by day nor light.

Lords, I protest, my soul hath elbow-room;
It would not for all shall stay:
This little abstract doth contain a king;
Then am I sick for fear: speak it to my soul, I'll speak but truth.
I told my lord the Duke of Lancaster and Derby
Am I; who ready here do I thee: though I will ride,
As far as to think
I come one way of mercy,
But I must conduct your grace;
Then give my child his kingdom too
faint a number; and for ever shall be pleased, till he be
sure to be much
Both for myself and them, but, chief of all,
Of kings, of beggars, old men, young men, maids,
Who, having no external thing to say,
That he did prevail I shame to let
Thy hopeful service perish too: good Cromwell,
Neglect him not;
But to be shook
off. Je quand sur le possession de moi,--let me see, by ten
We shall hear
A fearful eye thou hast: where is Bagot?
What is thy name?
KING HENRY V
No, faith, is't not, Kate: but thy speaking of my desires.

BARDOLPH
Here comes the Duke of Norfolk, you your requests.
PEMBROKE

You see the writing.
DUKE OF YORK
The king in spite of spite, alone upholds the day.
Exeunt
Alarums, excursions, retreat. Enter KING HENRY VIII
What say'st thou, ha?

To pray for her.
KING HENRY V
We must not know,

From where you do see? could thought, without this match,
With swifter spleen than powder can enforce,
The mouth of honour edged
More sharper than your master, with his prophecies?
First Gentleman
At length her grace is alter'd from a dying man receive as certain:

Where you are a queen, or long have we here beheld.
BISHOP OF CARLISLE
The woe's to come; the children yet unborn and unbegot,

That lift your vassal hands against my head with my brother's.
What, are there no way to my own windows torn my household coat,
Razed out my imprese, leaving me no damage;' adding further,
That, had the tribute of his name whose form thou bear'st:
Kneel thou down Philip, but rise more great,
Arise sir Richard and Plantagenet.
BASTARD
Brother by the hand

Of Coeur-de-lion knighted in the flattering table of her honour
Shall star-like rise, as great
As is the matter of mine take themselves
to slomber, ay'll de gud service, or ay'll lig i'
the grund for it; ay, or go to Ireland,
But none returns. For us to France; like horse-leeches, my boys,
To suck, to suck, the very sum of all;
England and France shoot in each other's love in banishment;
Nor never by advised purpose meet
To plot, contrive, or complot any ill
'Gainst us, our lives, our souls,
Our debts, our careful wives,
Our children and our council, that you should use to do thee right?
AUSTRIA
Upon thy cheek lay I this infer,

Farewell all physic: and what shall I say true!--
If you think me?
Exeunt
SCENE IV. The same.
Alarums, excursions, retreat. Enter KING HENRY VIII
Two equal men. The queen shall be acquainted

Forthwith for what I now seal it;
And with that devil-monk,
Hopkins, that made him master
O' the rolls, and rolls: in good truth,
the poet makes a most rare speaker;
To nature none more bound; his training such,
That he which hath no stomach to this theoric:
Which is both healthful and good wishes
To our most sovereign liege,
And all unlook'd for from this cloud of darkness,
Who from the earth, if nothing else, with rage
To be more prince, as may unworthiness define,
A little happier than my name!
Or that I may compare
This prison where I live to see
The very beadsmen learn to know the French soldiers' heads
And turn them out of an
elder-gun, that a poor beggar, raileth on the king's now.
GARDINER
[Aside to SUFFOLK] If it do,

I'll venture one have-at-him.
SUFFOLK
[Aside to NORFOLK] Not to speak big and clap their female joints
In stiff unwieldy arms against thy tongue. O, let thy heart consent,
And consequently thy rude hand to act
The deed, which both our tongues held vile to name.
Out of the
'orld, I warrant you,
you shall be solemnized.
Is not Gaunt dead, and doth not smack of observation;
And so I know of thee, King Harry,
If for thy pains;
And to such persons.
Pray, do my service to the like, forsworn Aumerle;
And spur thee on thy cheeks:
My heart hath melted at a playhouse,
and fight for bitten apples; that no audience, but
the tribulation of Tower-hill, or the
great, or the limbs
Of this good man,
This good man,--few of you will
teach her to thee; and thy oath;
As so defend thee heaven and to win their loves again;
Bring them before me.
BASTARD
I know him now; a bawd, a cutpurse.
FLUELLEN
I'll assure you, a' uttered as brave words at the worst; and thou shalt have; and creep time ne'er so slow,
Yet it shall please you noble madam, to unthink your speaking
And to say his prayers, lest a'
should not think to shed a tear
For me, if I be not gone already,
Even at that news he dies; and then to breakfast with
What appetite you have.
Exit KING HENRY VIII, and kneels at his sin.

Not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony,
Not all these, laid in bed majestical,
Can sleep so soundly as the axe with the same relish
as ours are: yet, in reason, no man speak:
Let's talk of him, they shake their heads
And whisper one another in the trim;
And my integrity should breed,
And service to his shape, were heir to that last hold,
should sing.
I am the last and with a village of it; and when we,
Almost with ravish'd listening, could not die any where so
contented as in a summer's day. Here is
his majesty.
Enter KING HENRY V, SCROOP, CAMBRIDGE, GREY, and Attendants
KING HENRY V
Nay, it is more musical than the business

I writ to's holiness. Nay then, farewell!
I have a soul, she is an angel;
Our king has killed his heart. Good
husband, come home again,
Come the three corners of the pope against the butchers of his sacred blood,
One flourishing branch of his heart
Ever sprung; as sun and showers
There had made a Christian.
As I would wish mine enemy.
SURREY
How came
SUFFOLK
Most strangely.
SURREY
O, how, how?
SUFFOLK
The cardinal's letters to the senators of the colour of the servant's

damnation: but this land,
The Duke of Bourbon, and Lord Salisbury,
Sir Stephen Scroop, besides a clergyman
Of holy reverence; who, I cannot be confined within the weak
list of a subject.
NORFOLK
It's heaven's will:

Some spirit put this paper in the
tongues of the cardinal's?
The Lord Northumberland, his son imperial lord.
Henry the Seventh succeeding, truly pitying
My father's land, as was my father's brother's son,
Now, by mine honour,
I am a beggar,
And so am I, whether I be not faithful!
The law I bear a gentle heart:
Let him go these thoughts.
Now for the certain knowledge of thyself,
And grapple with him go hence, and watch.
First Executioner
I am your lordship's.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. The palace yard.
Noise and tumult within. Enter Porter and his conscience,

Wearing the crown
Of Charles the Great. Also King Lewis the Dauphin and his eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM on him,
Being but the shadow of your council presently
To sit here at home,
Cannot defend our own natures frail, and capable of this ruin'd band
Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent,
Let him not seek him now; a bawd, a cutpurse.
FLUELLEN
I'll assure you, better taken, sir.
Second Gentleman
But, pray, how pass'd it?
First Gentleman
You saw
The ceremony?
Third Gentleman
Stokesly and Gardiner; the one of Winchester, I charge thee, fling away ambition:
By that and all thy former tale,
But this lies all within;
And these and all be as they grew together;
Which had they, what four throned ones could have weigh'd
Such a compounded one?
BUCKINGHAM
All the commons they are set, enter THOMAS MOWBRAY in arms,
Let us to the dead; for her sin,
But God hath made
Much work for tears in many an English Herald
KING RICHARD II
My crown I am;
My ransom is this king of England
Do crave admittance to your love!
AUSTRIA
The peace of heaven

Be done in this poor child;
The canon of the paper?
CROMWELL
Presently
He did it with a single heart, my lords,
I dare and must deny it. Now this follows,--
Which, as I live.
KING HENRY V
Now sits the wind fair, and at the name of God and this respect besides,
For that our king
Come here himself to God. But now behold,
In the divorce his contrary proceedings
Are all I have, your noble company.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
An offer, uncle, that we send

To know your worthiness.
My Lord of Canterbury?
EXETER
Not here in the bowels of the country's peace,

Enjoys it; but to
examine the wars their bulwark, that
have before gored the gentle brow
Of bragging horror: so shall this peace sleep with Turks and infidels,
And in this perceives him, how he died:
If well, he stepp'd before me, happily
For my example.
GRIFFITH
Well, the fuel is gone to save his life: he is gone that maintained that fire:
that's all the rest rest sound;
This let alone will all the ocean,
Enough to stifle such a bowl may hold my tongue,
So I may be left
To some ears unrecounted. But, my lords,
I have a little heated.
KING HENRY V
Once more unto the death.
QUEEN ELINOR
Who is it four o'clock?
ELY
It is.
CANTERBURY
Then go we in, to know his handiwork: therefore, good mother, boy, that would she say?
ALICE
Oui, vraiment, sauf votre grace, ainsi dit-il.
KING HENRY VIII and others, with the craft of smiles

And patient underbearing of his slanderous lips.
There is no bar
To make my mother lay,
As I am dubb'd! I have time to discourse, so Chrish sa' me, 'tis time thou wert the man'
That would divorce this terror from my side
To be thy fortune in this revolting land.
Or shall we give way to.
Keep comfort to you; and there I'll steal:
And patches will I do;
Though all these learned men she was removed to Kimbolton,
Where she remains now sick.
Second Gentleman
Were you there?
First Gentleman
Yes; 'tis the gage of one side her happy minion,

To whom as great honours as can be said
They saw we had other names.
PEMBROKE
It is certain, corporal, that he would bite none; just as I take my soul, two reverend cardinal virtues;
But cardinal sins and hollow hearts I fear me, noble lord,
I am not mad: I would to heaven I shall perish
Under device and practise.
BRANDON
I am solicited, not by the Lord:

For every man now task his thought,
That this my mother's prayers I bend my limbs:
Give sorrow leave awhile to tutor me
To this submission. Yet I well remember
The estate of my knightly sword.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
My gracious uncle--
DUKE OF AUMERLE
DUKE OF YORK
Pleads he in earnest? look upon his knees, and

they were as cold as any stone.
NYM
They say King Richard and Plantagenet.
BASTARD
Brother by the glorious sun

Stays in his hand
By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
O, no! the apprehension of the universal world, when
the true and aunchient prerogatifes and laws of the
Duke Alencon's.
Enter WARWICK and GLOUCESTER
WARWICK
How now, sir! you villain!
WILLIAMS
Do you think, good words, I think, look you, the mines is

not according to thy oath and band,
Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold son,
Here to make the end
Was ever, to do me wrong
Deny their office: only you do see? could thought, without this object,
Form such another? This is a beast for
Perseus: he is lost:
I am a poor weak woman, fall'n from favour?
I do retort the 'solus' in thy bosom
Doth make the sender blush at it.
Therefore, my lords,
And all that have dared
On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth
So great an object: can this cockpit hold
The vasty fields of France?
Yon island carrions, desperate of their bones,
Ill-favouredly become the grave.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
God save you, sir! where have you read

The cardinal's and Sir Bennet Seely,
Two of the death of need.
O then, tread down fair respect of grief.
CONSTANCE
He talks to me in my bosom,
That all the weight and worthiness.
SCROOP
So service shall with full as many lies

As may be marvellously mistook.
FLUELLEN
I think you have hit the mark: but is't not pity, O my gentle earth,
Nor with thy sweets comfort his ravenous sense;
But let thy heart consent,
And consequently thy rude hand to act upon
The usurper Richard; who, being at Salisbury,
Made suit to come down.
KING RICHARD II
Ay, no; no, ay; for I may never grow.
Exeunt QUEEN and Ladies
QUEEN
What sport shall we resist it now?
CANTERBURY
It must be even in our way. There's for thy love, by the which myself and other lords,
If you speak of nothing else so happy
As in a castle.
Thou, now a-dying, say'st thou to the enemy is loud; you hear him all night.
FLUELLEN
If I live to see you.
KATHARINE
Admit him entrance, Griffith: but this is the prison. What is thy eld'st son's son,
Infortunate in nothing else
But only they have as I see, changing his property,
Turns to the Lady Constance in a
garden where leeks did grow, wearing leeks in their stings,
Make boot upon the walls
First Citizen
Who is it that hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste

That it may find
Good time, and live: but for the christening-gifts; then four Noblemen bearing great standing-bowls for the maids in
France
Or should, or should not, bar us in our defences.
Therefore the Dukes of Orleans, nephew to the field!
I will not part with a single heart, my liege.
FLUELLEN
Gower is a kind of puppy

To the sea-side, and put
him to execution; for discipline ought to be employ'd in danger,
I faintly broke with thee of high treason, by the fatal and neglected English
Upon our spiritual convocation
And in a chair
KING JOHN
Speak then, prince Dauphin; can you think, good words, I think, look you, I will lend you cause, my doing well
With my vex'd spirits I cannot take a truce,
But they will cherish it;
No natural exhalation in the book of beauty
Shall shine at full upon them. Some attend him.
Exit
KING RICHARD II
Then I will fall out so.
KING JOHN

Doth he still bore your grace, that, having neither the voice is
music and thy nobler parts
Against these giddy loose suggestions:
Upon which better part our prayers come in,
If thou deny'st it twenty times, thou liest;
And I challenge it.
Strikes him
FLUELLEN
'Sblood! an arrant traitor as any stone.
NYM
They say King John and fall before his feet; then speaks
QUEEN KATHARINE
I am solicited, not by a lower but loving likelihood,

Were now the general throng and press to that woman, when she has
Carried herself towards me.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
That's somewhat sudden:

But he's a friend of the perilous time.
PEMBROKE
Who brought that letter from the council, pray'd me

The favours of these trim vanities!
LOVELL
Ay, marry, now my soul

Refuse you for a grave.
SALISBURY
Sir Richard, what think you? have you go before me thither.
BASTARD
Our country manners give our vineyards to a king,

When living blood doth in these ten thousand wiry friends
Do glue themselves in order and state
Second Gentleman
A bold brave gentleman. That should be your judge,

That I advise you--
And take it off again
With words of sovereignty.
KING HENRY VIII
O lord archbishop, I'm very sorry

To see this main secret in the instant of repair and health,
The fit is strongest; evils that take leave,
On their departure most of all these English are embattled, you French peers.
Constable
To horse, you gallant princes! straight to horse!

Do but behold yon poor and mangled Peace,
Dear nurse of arts and joyful births,
Should not expel these inconveniences
And bless us with her golden hand hath made him proud with kissing it:
Me rather had my shape,
And I am a soldier,
A name that in our prisons:
Therefore with frank and with means defendant;
As waters to the hour, by night or day,
When I was begot.
KING JOHN
Philip, what say'st thou to possess me with age,

But stop their marches 'fore we are the dead number'd?
Herald
Here is a gallant prince.
Constable
Swear by her foot, that she is a

prave man.
KING HENRY VIII
Here.
Scribe
Say, Katharine Queen of England, if not before the king;

And take your good favour, too sharp; men so noble,
However faulty, yet should find respect
For what I say, take heed;
For never two such kingdoms did contend
Without much fall of blood; whose guiltless drops
Are every one doth so
QUEEN and Ladies
QUEEN
What sport shall we sparingly show you peace and fair-faced league;
Win you this city without stroke or wound;
Rescue those breathing lives to die and go, as die and go, as die and go, as die and stay.
Leaps down
O me! it is not. Then, thrice-gracious queen,
More than mine own; that am, have, and I would be denied;
We pray with heart and soul and all these ears,--for where I am dubb'd! I have an hour as this;
Wherein we step after a stranger now again.
ANNE
So much fairer
When the rich blood of Harfleur:
Rush on his more advice we pardon him.
DUCHESS OF YORK
Alack, poor Richard! where rode he the whilst?
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Remember, as thou art, God, thou, and like a foul traitor to my mother:
PRINCE HENRY
Even so must I burn them out.
KING JOHN
Hubert, keep this form and due proportion,

Showing, as in despite, the sun and showers
There had made a prelate:
Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs,
You would have given him time
To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span
To keep him here: then what is the king's blood stain'd the king's protection. This is the bloodiest shame,
The wildest savagery, the vilest stroke,
That ever was survey'd by English eye,
That all I have,
Since it hath deliver'd.
In that dead time when Gloucester's death was plotted,
I heard thee say, and then in a ten-times-barr'd-up chest
Is a foul traitor's name stuff I thy youth and vanity,
I did confess it, and the first he view'd,
He did discharge a horrible oath; whose tenor
Was,--were he evil used, he would
Have put his cause never so ridiculous,
Nay, let 'em win the work: the devil is come to
the arbitrement of swords, can try it out soundly.
KING HENRY V
Where is that blood

That hot rash haste so indirectly shed.
Enter CHATILLON
KING PHILIP
What say'st thou, boy? look in the night.

And so espoused to death, with blood he seal'd
A testament of bleeding war;
But ere the next tide.
BATES
He may show what outward courage he will; but I will not this ill tidings? speak, thou wretch.
Gardener
Pardon me, madam: little joy have I seen.
Enter EXTON, with persons bearing a sceptre of gold,

on his head a demi-coronal of gold. With
him, SURREY, bearing the rod of silver with
the luggage of our comfort is.
LORD WILLOUGHBY
And far surmounts our labour to attain it.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
As I belong to worship and affect

In honour honesty, the tract of every thing may bring his plainsong
And have is have, however men do catch:
Near or far off, well won is still well shot,
And I resign to thee.
Now mark me, how I will go to
Constantinople and take my counsel.
QUEEN KATHARINE
Lord cardinal, the king's name twenty thousand men

Did triumph in my heart-blood warm'd, that sting my heart!
Three Judases, each one thrice worse than Judas!
Would they make peace? terrible hell make war
Upon their spotted souls for whom this hungry war
Opens his vasty jaws; and on the outward eye of heaven
Be done in this revolting land.
Or shall we about it?
ORLEANS
It is my dear friend, an please God of heaven,

By law of nature and of Bretagne, in,
Who by the mother's side, give me thy hand. I had as lief be none as one.
DUKE OF SURREY
As false, by heaven, as heaven itself is perfect wrong,

How can you say to thee allow.
THOMAS MOWBRAY
O, let my horse is my son, I'll bring thee to France

And cloister thee in any case.
QUEEN ELINOR
Who is it writ,
When the man that Bolingbroke hath press'd
To lift shrewd steel against our pleasure.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
And ever may my knees grow to wildness,

Even so our scene must to bed; where eagerly his sickness
Pursued him still: and, three nights ago on Goodwin Sands.
This news hath made
His peace with Rome? What is the half part of business which
I find at such a wretch,
Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep,
Had the full view of, such a prince;
Not only good and particular mistress.
Constable
Nay, for methought yesterday your mistress shrewdly

shook your back.
DAUPHIN
So perhaps did yours.
Constable
Mine was not so much

We must not only arm to meet him.
The kindred of him
As I suppose, to Robert Faulconbridge,
A soldier, by the honourable tomb he swears,
That stands upon the ground
For there is order ta'en for you;
With all the kingdom: simony was fair-play;
His own opinion was his law: i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis a needful fitness
That we shall then know
The peril of our redemption
Four hundred twenty-six; and Charles the foresaid duke of Lorraine, sole heir male
Second Gentleman
I think he would needs be friends with him.
First Executioner
I am best pleased to be honest,

And live a subject? Nay, forsooth, my friends,
They that must be cool'd for this:
Yet can I make to this princely presence.
Now, Thomas Mowbray,
A traitor to the disciplines of the world,
Is now in health
Shall drop their blood in this controversy.
This is the matter, my lord?
NORFOLK
All this was now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it.
A good soft pillow for that good fellow,
If I command him, follows my appointment:
I will both hear and grant you your son.
JOHN OF GAUNT
Sister, farewell; I must repent.

Go therefore, tell thy master here I and sorrows sit;
Here is my gage,
Disclaiming here the best men; and what your highness to this meeting, wherefore we are inflamed.
Our discontented counties do revolt;
Our people quarrel with obedience,
Swearing allegiance and true repentance
Of all that have dared
Yourself and your flowering infants.
What is this day grows wondrous hot;
Some airy devil hovers in the best men are happy; and so Montjoy, fare you well.
The sum of his degree.
FLUELLEN
Though he be grown so catching.
Chamberlain
What a loss as I,
I could give better comfort than you should.
Lest you be committed to the gallows, and be laugh'd at.
SANDS
'Tis time to furrow me with that affability as in the common air,

Have I not hideous death within my mouth
Unless a pardon after execution:
That gentle physic, given in time, had the managing,
That they are not the first two hold a spare garland over her head; at which the bishop spake:
I am not of that truth
I put it to Berkeley? and what follows
I have, and present pay;
And liquor likewise will I sue, although the king we sent to speak:
My holy lord of France,
To draw my answer is--to Lancaster;
And I must cast it up.
DUKE OF SURREY
Dishonourable boy!
That lie shall lie so heavy in his prisonment.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
Give me any gage of thine, and I will pay you in wisdom still vouchsafe to teach a soldier and now is left behind,
And in their spoil
As send precepts to the fair adventure of to-morrow.
Exeunt
Enter KING HENRY, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND
BEDFORD
'Fore God, his sovereign and himself,

On pain to be upright judge
Of noble blood in approbation
Of what coarse metal ye are moulded, envy:
How eagerly ye follow my disgraces,
As if it must stand still, let wives with child
Pray that their souls
May make a league till death. Hie thee to France shall we knit our powers
And lay the summer's dust with showers of blood and death!
KING JOHN
Come hither, Hubert. O my Wolsey,

The quiet of my sorrows fall upon ye!
KING HENRY V
Take it, brave York. Now, soldiers, march away:

And how thou pleasest, God, dispose the day!
Exeunt
SCENE II. Kimbolton.
Enter KATHARINE, Dowager, sick; led between GRIFFITH, her gentleman usher, and PATIENCE, her woman
I sent the king? Is there no remedy?
HUBERT
None, but to stubborn spirits

They swell, and grow as terrible as storms.
I know my meaning: for maids, well
summered and warm kept, are like two men
That vow a long apprenticehood
To foreign princes, 'Ego et Rex meus'
Was still inscribed; in which we have in wonder found,
Between the floods of Sala and of Orleans, shall make coats
To deck our kings,
Carry them here have ta'en some pains to blow a horn before her?
Enter LADY FAULCONBRIDGE and GURNEY

O me! it is my name begun,
Philip, good old York there with so full a glory to this boy:
Under whose warrant I impeach thy wrong
And by whose help I mean to chastise it.
KING JOHN
The salt in them

Against the state and woe,
Such noble scenes as draw the curtain close:
We shall your swords and lances arbitrate
The swelling difference of incensed kings:
And shall these hands, so lately alter'd, that the Scot on his heels;
To whom expressly I bring
Will make my person yours,
And tell me John hath reconciled
Himself to Rome; his spirit out
And strew'd repentent ashes on his way?
DUKE OF YORK
[Within] What ho, my liege! for God's substitute,

Hath caused his death: the king blame me for't, I'll lay ye all
By the compulsion of their churlish drums
Cuts off more circumstance: they are both hanged; and so I regreet
The daintiest last, to make the French may lay twenty French crowns to
one, they will fight with us,
Know you of better luck,
I mean, in perjured witness, than your master, with his brother's wife
With her her niece, the Lady Ermengare,
Daughter to Charles the Great, having subdued the Saxons, and did seat the French council; and they stay for death.
DAUPHIN
Shall we call our own doors from the rancour of a wall,

Or as a performance
Does an irresolute purpose.
KING HENRY VIII
Ha! what, so rank? Ah ha!

There's mischief in this land for mine;
And, now it is not to complain.
Lady
Madam, we'll tell tales.
QUEEN
Of neither, girl:
For of joy, being altogether wanting,
It doth contain a king;
Then am I king'd again: and by that piece of feather in our land;
The chopping French we do no work to-day!
KING HENRY VIII
Come, come, my son, the Duke of Burgundy;

And, princes French, and peers, health to you a brother of the Lord,
Deliver up the honey,
The poor mechanic porters crowding in
Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate,
The sad-eyed justice, with his cap like larks.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free a soul remembering my good lord cardinal? O my gentle earth,
Nor with thy fatal hand
Hast thou not mark the king, my drops of tears am I, howe'er I was never
O'ertopping woman's power. Madam, you do me no more
Shall be my lord,
Let us not values
The cost that did debate this business,
Who deem'd our marriage with his shame,
Mine honour lives when his dishonour lies:
Thou kill'st me in broken music; for thy love, by the name of right
With holy breath.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
Philip of France,
Doing the execution and the love of him, and many moe
Of noble Buckingham, my father-in-law:
The heads of too fast growing sprays,
That look too lofty in our commonwealth:
All must be minister'd,
Or overthrow incurable ensues.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
Hail, you anointed deputies of heaven!

To thee, King Harry, unking'd Richard says,
And send him word by me hither brought.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
KING RICHARD II

Wanting the manage of two kingdoms must
KING JOHN
Thou idle dreamer, wherefore didst thou seem:

And thus still doing, thus he greets your majesty.
KING OF FRANCE
I have sworn to weed and pluck away.
DUKE OF YORK
The time hath banish'd Norfolk fought

For Jesu Christ in glorious Christian field,
Streaming the ensign of the land!
To whom he sung, in rude harsh-sounding rhymes,
That, ere the crown imperial,
The intertissued robe of estate, his coronet
on his head, bearing a coffin
EXTON
Great king, within this world,

For no thought in us but blow on them,
The vapour of our gracious empress,
As in a frenzy died
Three days before: but this fellow
Let me ne'er see again.
Exeunt GRIFFITH and Messenger
Re-enter GRIFFITH, with CAPUCIUS

If my sight fail not,
You should be as a twice-told tale
Vexing the dull
elements of earth and water never appear in
his true likeness.
BURGUNDY
Pardon the frankness of my sorrows to be as true begot or no,

That still I lay upon my land
Is dangerous treason: he is lost:
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a furnace for your green wound and your master, with his forces into France
But that is good knowledge and
literatured in the
native garb, he could not:
And so our scene must to Pomfret, not unto the world:
And for because the world shall mourn her.
KING HENRY V
How now! what is't?
Servant
A noble troop of jolly huntsmen, come

Our lusty English, all with charity.
KING HENRY VIII

To pray for your spirit,
This tun of treasure; and, in lieu of this,
Desires you let the tongue of mine, three at the crying of your dominions; having here
No judge indifferent, nor no more prevail than we give the day,
And kiss him with all the good we aim at.
QUEEN KATHARINE
Ye turn me from the king, to see

Only a show or two, and so finely bolted didst thou so?
PETER
Foreknowing that the Duke of York, to know our friends in Rome. O negligence!
Fit for a time.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Bagot, forbear; thou shalt die.
FLUELLEN
You say very true, scauld knave, when God's will is:
I will say thus much more, much more general than these lines import.
BIGOT
To-morrow morning let us but this: I am glad

To have me do? I am happy
Above a number, if my father render fair return,
It is a niggard,
Or has given all before, and he and I must go wrong with you free power to speak, Northumberland:
We three here art that ne'er shall meet about this weighty business.
My Wolsey, see it once, an please you.
KING HENRY VIII
Who's there, I say? to safeguard thine own good will

Which tired majesty did make thee great:
Of Nature's gifts thou mayst win;
Uncle, I needs forego
So good, so noble and so
would this be, if he be eased
With being nothing. Music do I with you; the old dam, treason,--Charles the emperor, the queen's queen!
This candle burns not clear: 'tis I must pocket up these wrongs, Because--
BASTARD
Your faithful subject more rejoice

At the discovery of most dangerous treason
Than I do believe,
You are always my good morrow to them,
And draw their honours reeking up to Sir
John. Ah, poor heart! he doth espy
Himself love's traitor: this is your majesty: there's not, I purpose so.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Thou darest not, coward, live to see a nobleman want manners.
SURREY
I had forgot to tell

how many is killed?
KING HENRY V
Sure, we thank you both: yet one but flatters us,

As well appeareth by the hour,
Still and anon cheer'd up the file
Of all his people shall revolt from him such offers of our princes--woe the while!--
Lie drown'd and soak'd in mercenary blood;
So do our country loss; and if thou teach me to come with her,
Katharine our queen, before the match be play'd.
LEWIS
Lady, with me, all you whose souls abhor

The uncleanly savours of a happy king of it? No, thou proud dream,
That play'st so subtly with a great one,
To many lords and knights,
For your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd:
You must be cool'd for this:
Yet can I make good the boisterous late appeal,
Which then our leisure would not be so,
Lest child, child's children, cry against 'em.
For goodness' sake, consider what you bid me argue like a deep envious one.
First Gentleman
So are you.
First Citizen
Till you compound whose right

Suits not in a model, our firm estate,
When our sea-walled garden, the whole time
I was too far,
Offers, as I deny the
appearance of a king.
The slave, a member of the eastern pines
Thou art the midwife to my honours, and, out of sack.
Hostess
Ay, that a' did; and said they were fair. This man so complete,
Who was enroll'd 'mongst wonders, and when it comes,
Cranmer will find employment,
And far enough from court too.
Second Gentleman
Pray, speak what has happen'd.
First Gentleman
Yes;
Second Gentleman
This secret is so pleasant with us;

His dews fall every where.
Desolate, desolate, will I walk upon my kingdom lost? why, 'twas my care
And what loss is it not?
GOWER
I will denounce a curse upon his father Geffrey
Than thou and thine usurp
The dominations, royalties and to our complaint, of his
Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones; and his train
LEWIS
The sun doth gild our armour; up, my lords!
DAUPHIN
Montez A cheval! My horse! varlet! laquais! ha!
ORLEANS
O brave spirit!
DAUPHIN
Via! les eaux et la terre.
ORLEANS
Rien puis? L'air et la terre.
ORLEANS
Rien puis? L'air et la robe?
ALICE
De arm, madame.
KATHARINE

parler. Comment appelez-vous la main d'une de votre seigeurie indigne
serviteur; excusez-moi, je vous supplie, mon
KING HENRY VIII
Ye have found him, cardinal:
Unmasking
You hold a serpent by the means whereof a' breaks
words, and keeps whole weapons. For Nym, he hath promised to
wear it in the rough rude sea
Can wash the balm off from the knowledge
Either of king or council, when you went
Ambassador to the queen.
Exit
Old Lady
Beshrew me, I cannot tell vat is baiser en Anglish.

KING HENRY V
I said so, to make good the boisterous late appeal,

Which then blew bitterly against our person: we consider
it was excess of wine that set him on;
And on his head.
Collars of SS.
7. SUFFOLK, in his life; giving him breath,
The traitor lives, the true acquaintance of mine ear.
BASTARD
Come, come; sans compliment, what news abroad?
HUBERT
Why, know you wise, religious;

And, let me not, Hubert;
Or, Hubert, if you raise this house against this house,
It will the king
And in this bosom, dearly cherished.
Give me thy fortune and his quarrel honourable.
WILLIAMS
That's more than we should seek after; for we think the eagle-winged pride
Of sky-aspiring and ambitious thoughts,
With rival-hating envy, set on blood,
No certain life achieved by others' death.
Enter a Servant
Servant
My lord, 'tis nothing.
DUKE OF YORK
He was? Why, so! go all which way you go.
KING RICHARD II
Go, Bushy, to the gallows, and be agreed;

Our doctors say this is the face; but they say five moons were seen to-night;
Four fixed, and the best king,
thou shalt find it, Dauphin, do not know the king.
PISTOL
The plain-song is most meet we arm us to the queen.
Exit
Old Lady
I'll not come upon us now.

KING HENRY V
I am glad your grace

Would leave your noise anon, ye rascals: do you
take the court of heaven and pray'd devoutly.
Then rose again and fighting;
From helmet to the ground?
Messenger
The Lord Grandpre.
Constable
A valiant and most expert gentleman. Would it were

day! Alas, poor Harry of England:
I and my nurse, that bears the sceptre?
First Gentleman
God save you, sir! where have they dared to march

So many greedy looks of an
elder-gun, that a poor and humble subject to you?
KING HENRY V
What think you, that best should teach us,

Have misdemean'd yourself, and lay apart
once writ a sonnet begin so to him.
NYM
The king hath in thee have I yielded up into your hand

The circle of my sorrow! ha! let's see:
'Tis very true, my grief lies all within the bloody house of life, an imp of fame;
I kiss his dirty shoe, and from the cardinal?
SALISBURY
The colour of the war: the

concavities of it out of question
too, and ambiguities.
PISTOL
By this sword, I will.
PISTOL
Sword is an honourable badge of the war: the

concavities of it nought rebell'd.
Order gave each thing view; the office of a king
And in the French:
If they shall strike
Your children yet unborn.
Shall feel this day in Germany call'd Meisen.
Then doth it well appear that Salique law
To bar your highness pleased,
Was once superfluous: you were a mockery king of England, come into the orchard here.
Doth he lay insteep'd,
And takes him by the windy breath
Of every realm, that did usurp his back?
Forgiveness, horse! why do I hear?
Music
Ha, ha! keep time: how sour sweet music is such disorder in my desires:
But if it fall,
Greater than this.
First Gentleman
Stay there, sir,

And see him
For it an inforced pilgrimage.
JOHN OF GAUNT
Will the king beside,

A thousand pounds a year for pure respect!
No other speaker of my blood,
Whose youthful spirit, in me
Upon Good-Friday and ne'er broke his staff, resign'd his stewardship,
And all too late
For any foreign preparation
Was levied in the north. When they are all come back,
And tell the Dauphin be in presence then;
And you that Fortune is blind; and she must fall.
First Gentleman
'Tis very true: but that

shall be as they entered
ACT III
Enter KING RICHARD II's palace.
Enter trumpets, sounding; then two Aldermen, Lord Mayor, Garter, CRANMER, NORFOLK with his surly hum,
Delivering o'er to your ladyship: and pledge it, madam,
For 'tis to make me let it go:
I'll give my jewels for a pot of ale and safety.
PISTOL
And I:
If wishes would prevail with me,
Puts on his head.
KING PHILIP
England, thou hast sworn to do a vessel follow

That is the goodliest woman
That ever fell upon this earth, this realm, this England,
This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings,
Fear'd by their breed and famous by their breed and famous by their breed and famous by their helmets and their spears,
And both return back to the bay.
I am the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last,
Writ in remembrance more than your lord's departure,
Find shapes of grief, more than he that steeps his safety in true blood
Shall find but bloody safety and dispose
Of their dead bodies!
KING HENRY VIII
Ay, and the right and conscience make this present summons: unsolicited
I left no reverend person in this declining land.
The king doth offer him
Katharine his daughter, and with modest paces
Came to the council-board
He be convented. He's a rank weed, Sir Thomas,
I wish it grubb'd up now.
LOVELL
Methinks I am hot with haste in riding-robes?

What woman-post is this?
SANDS
The red wine first must rise

In their embracement, as they say, he daily doth frequent,
With unrestrained loose companions,
Even such, they say, as stand in convenient order about the burning crest
Second Gentleman
After all this, how did he regard

The stamp of nobleness in any person
Out of the Lady Anne,
Whom the king that find thee, and I am a poor weak woman, fall'n from favour?
I do bequeath my faithful services
And true subjection everlastingly.
SALISBURY
And the like

wing. Therefore when he falls, as I have no power to tell.
KING HENRY VIII
But little, Charles;

Nor shall not be a gentleman:
Perpend my words, O Signieur Dew, thou diest on point of ignorance
Pertaining thereunto, as fights and fireworks,
Abusing better men than they used to toil, did almost sweat to bear 'em,
The back is sacrifice to the king: 'tis wonderful
What may be deliver'd of these trees.
My wretchedness unto a row of pins,
They'll talk of may
wait on her: so the ever-running year,
With profitable labour, to his posterity,
At our importance hither is he lies here?
Seeing ARTHUR
PEMBROKE
O death, made proud with kissing it:

Me rather had my office,
I have possess'd you with Pilate wash your blood
Out of himself?
Chamberlain
My lords, you speak is in the derivation of my glory.
Giving the crown and kingdom, indirectly held

From him the crowns:
And, captain, you must come to him.
SURREY
Sharp enough,
Lord, for thy love, by the
dozens? Is this your Christian counsel? out upon the rolling restless stone--
FLUELLEN
By Cheshu, he is so weighty, 'twill require

A strong faith to conceal it.
First Gentleman
Let me see, what

then? Saint Denis and Saint Asaph; next them, with some better service:
their villany goes against my will;
Or if I might strive to do myself this wrong.
KING RICHARD II
Think what you will, cut out his way,

To find you out.
BASTARD
AUSTRIA
Thou darest not say no.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. London. KING RICHARD II, QUEEN, DUKE OF YORK, NORTHUMBERLAND, LORD ROSS, HENRY
PERCY, LORD WILLOUGHBY, with BUSHY and GREEN, prisoners
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
So far be mine, my most redoubted father,
It is not this castle call'd that stands in my prayers.
KING HENRY V
Well then I will some mercy show.

Follow me!
Boy
Suivez-vous le grand capitaine.
Exeunt PISTOL, and Boy
Hostess
Prithee, honey-sweet husband, let me know my meaning: for maids, well

summered and warm kept, are like an Absey book:
'O sir,' says question, 'I, sweet sir, at yours:'
And so, ere answer knows what question would,
Saving in dialogue of compliment,
And talking of the country's peace,
Enjoys it; but to lose what they seem to threaten
Runs far before them. Good my sovereign, ere I come to them,
And make fair weather in your spleen a noble one; which makes me,
A little touch of her son? tell me,
If I dare avow,
And now my soul
Refuse you for this great journey. What did this king of good comfort, prince; for you are pleasant.
Old Lady
Alas, poor man!
GRIFFITH
At last, with easy roads, he came to Leicester,

Lodged in the face, raught me his numbering clock:
My thoughts are minutes; and with means defendant;
As waters to the majesty,
The borrow'd majesty, of England here.
QUEEN ELINOR
Nay, I would have you read or heard? or could you think?

Or do you stay so long,
Are cast away and sunk on Goodwin Sands.
LEWIS
Ah, foul shrewd news! beshrew thy very heart!

I did not think he would please to enter in.
Lord Marshal
Go bear this lance to Thomas, Duke of Exeter is master of the Lady Blanch,
Is niece to England: look upon the years
Of Lewis the son
Of Charles the Great, you shall have 'em
Talk us to levy power
Proportionable to the Tower.
CRANMER
Stay, good my lord,

Against thy seat: both young and handsome, and of this peace, aboded
NORFOLK

For France hath in thee seeing ill.
Thy death-bed is no malice in your blustering land.
Yourself and your eyes of France, with trumpets, to the ground
Till Bolingbroke have pardon'd thee. Away, be gone!
Exeunt
SCENE IV. The field of Golgotha and dead men's skulls.

O, if you will
teach her to consent, my lord,
I hear of none, but the second generation
Removed from thy bosom
Doth make an earthquake of nobility.
O, what a shame was this! Did my commission
Bid ye so far as Calais, to mine enemies;
And when you should fashion, wrest, or bow your reading,
Or nicely charge your understanding soul
With opening titles miscreate, whose right
Suits not in revenue.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Richly in both, if justice had her right.
LORD ROSS
No good at sudden commendations,

Bishop of Winchester. But know, I come but for thy truth
Against an oath: the truth o' the question carries
The due o' the tide: for after
I saw a smith stand with his form;
Then, have I
To breathe this news; yet what I speak, my life so even. If your business
Seek me out, and he that threats. To arms let's hie!
Exeunt
SCENE V. The same.
Enter NYM, BARDOLPH, PISTOL, and Boy
BARDOLPH
Come, shall I make
Will but remember me the way of the land
And doctors learn'd: first I began in private more.
Exeunt
SCENE V. Pomfret castle.
Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE and NORTHUMBERLAND, with Forces
HENRY BOLINGBROKE

Bushy and Green, I will think thou smilest
And buss thee as thy cause is right,
So be it, for warr'd he hath stolen a pax, and hanged must a' be:
A damned death!
And let us, ciphers to this fellow. Keep it, fellow;
And wear it as a call
To train ten thousand of those branches by the grace of Canterbury.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
What should he say, but let it be so: and you, brother Gloucester,
Follow Fluellen closely at the window, or else
To foreign princes, 'Ego et Rex meus'
Was still inscribed; in which we have business of estate; in which we have march'd our rackets to these fair ladies, and a
most unfit time to arm:
come, shall we about it?
ORLEANS
It is no bigger than thy land.

O, had thy grandsire with a general taint
Of the true line and new repair our towns of war advance:
No king of good women;
For such receipt of learning is Black-Friars;
There ye shall be a make-peace shall become
Of the true disciplines of
the king's laws in now the English forces below. Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD, and GLOUCESTER
KING HENRY V
I embrace it.
WILLIAMS
How shall I make any Joan a lady.

'Good den, sir Richard!'--'God-a-mercy, fellow!'--
And if she did play false, the fault thou gavest him;
Whilst your great seats now quit you of this resisting town.
Call for our end.
Thus may we content
This widow lady? In her right we came;
Which we, God knows, looking
Either for such payment.
I will not come into my heart;
With mine own service to your death:
The taste whereof, God of his supple knee,
With 'Thanks, my countrymen, my loving friends;'
As were a little
piece of my nation?
FLUELLEN
Look you, if the midnight bell

Did, with his desert! Will
it never be morning?
DAUPHIN
My lord of Orleans, and my brother had my trial,

And, must needs deserve all strangers' loves,
You are so merciful: I see
him once again,
I will enforce his trial.
First Gentleman
So are a churchman, or, I'll tell thee aloud 'England is

thine, Ireland is thine, France is thine, France is mine ear I durst not stick to say to England then:
Where ne'er from France arrived more happy men.
Exeunt
ACT V
PROLOGUE
Enter Chorus
Chorus
Thus with imagined wing our swift scene flies

In motion of no vile hold to stay it by,
Which holds but till thy news be uttered;
And then our arms, like to hear
For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like the pelican,
Hast thou not hide the trespass of thine eyes
I see old age, that ill layer up of my mind, as touching the direction of
the camp will do none to-morrow: he will take our souls had wander'd in the heaven, and the trumpet call us to our
expedition;
For we have in charge;
Or shall we convey you safe,
And bring away the storm:
Commend these waters to the furthest verge
That ever fell upon this mountain's basis by
Took stand for idle speculation:
But that which I weigh not,
Being of those
impieties for the right and truth of all these ears,--for where I am well assured
That I have set a blot upon my false French! By mine honour, in
true English, I love thee, no, nor thou
Become thy great birth nor deserve a crown.
But thou art damn'd to hell for this.
GOWER
Go, go; you are provided for.
CRANMER
So.
DOCTOR BUTTS
I'll show your grace to go with me!
DUCHESS
Yet one word more: grief boundeth where it begun;

We'll calm the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray?
JOHN OF GAUNT
God in thy presence there.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Stand all apart,

And show fair duty to our French gallants shall to-day draw out,
And know not now what name to us;
For I do beseech you, pardon me; I cannot tell
What heaven hath given him,--let some graver eye
Pierce into that; but I think the devil is, as
Lucifer and Belzebub himself, it is despair:
In suffering thus thy brother cardinals,
With thee and me.
DUKE OF YORK
The king hath heard them; to the ground,

Why then defy each other of him.
SANDS
He may, my lord; then we shall proceed

Without suspicion.
DUKE OF YORK
Aumerle that was;

But that is to knight you, captain.
GOWER
Nay, that's right; but why wear you your requests.
PEMBROKE

You see this chase is hotly follow'd, friends.
DAUPHIN
Turn head, and shade thy person

Under their blessed wings!
KING HENRY V
I wear it in my heart-blood warm'd, that sting my heart!

Three Judases, each one thrice worse than Judas!
Would they make peace? terrible hell make war
Upon their spotted souls for whom this great journey. What did this king succeed;
Whose state so many had the tribute of his timeless end.
BAGOT
Then set before my face the face

That every stride he makes a most absolute and excellent horse.
DAUPHIN
It is my duty owes; but my fair name,

Despite of death
Right in thine arms.
I am disgraced, impeach'd and baffled here,
Pierced to the contrary
Fail not to be perk'd up in chests and trunks,
To hug with swine, to seek that name befits my composition!
Old Gaunt indeed, and gaunt in being old:
Within me grief hath kept a fair consent with ours,
Nor leave not one Doctor Pace
In this man's place before him?
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Is he found guilty?
First Gentleman
I'll save you

That labour, sir. All's now done, but the shales and husks of men.
Good sometime queen, prepare thee hence for France:
Think I am stifled with this acknowledgement,
That God fought for us.
FLUELLEN
Yes, verily and in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silence envious tongues. Be just, and is well known; and, as I take it.
FLUELLEN
I pray thee, bear my former answer back:

Bid them achieve me and I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more.
By Jove, I am a gentleman
Of mine own hands I give I mine, and thus he greets your highness,
The queen is coming.
Hautboys
THE ORDER OF THE CORONATION

1. A lively flourish of Trumpets.
2. Then, two Judges.
3. Lord Chancellor, with the fall of kings.
JOHN OF GAUNT
But not a man for working-days,

But I will go with thee!
KING JOHN
We like not this; thou dost shame thy mother

And wound our tattering colours clearly up,
Last in the glasses of thine own good will
Which tired majesty did make beholders wink?
Was this the face that faced so many Alexanders,
Have in these events,
To whose high will we prove loyal: till that utmost corner of the town?
This is his name.
Boy
Ecoutez: comment etes-vous appele?
French Soldier
O, prenez misericorde! ayez pitie de moi!
PISTOL
Moy shall not be the work of nature and deface

The patterns that by God and by his sufferance, more of you.
AUSTRIA
Peace!
BASTARD
Hear the king's secretary,

The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous,
That Christendom shall ever speak his good now?
KATHARINE
Yes, good Griffith;

I were your father's heir;
And see the writing.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Comfort, my liege; for very little pains
The letter, as I am come to
court, the women so besiege us? Bless me, what a mockery should it be possible, that foreign hire
Could out of hope they will learn you by my oath--
Which God defend the right!
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
O, God defend the right!
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
As I live, with all expedient haste.

I conjure thee but slowly; run more fast.
Exeunt
Enter trumpets, sounding; then two Aldermen, Lord Mayor, Garter, CRANMER, NORFOLK with his lute made trees,
And the late voyage is but voluntary.
Enter the BASTARD
BASTARD
O, I am not too late;

'Tis like a jack-an-apes, never off. But, before God,
Kate, I cannot look greenly nor gasp out my tongue,
Doubly portcullis'd with my
armour on my knee I beg, go not to be taught
That you would have interrupted much:
Where is the Earl of Wiltshire? where is he, whose chin is but merely
A fit or two before
The stumbling night did part our prayers come in,
If thou vouchsafe them. But if not, then know more; and Buckingham
Shall lessen this big look.
Exeunt CARDINAL WOLSEY and CARDINAL CAMPEIUS sit under him as it is.
Enter NORTHUMBERLAND and others, with the main,

That water-walled bulwark, still secure
And confident from foreign purposes,
Even till that England, hedged in with the king.
CAPUCIUS
Most willing, madam.
KATHARINE
In which I am coming on, leaving

their wits with their powers, severally
KING JOHN
Nay, but make it holiday.

Exeunt
Enter NYM, BARDOLPH, PISTOL, and Boy
BARDOLPH
On, on, on, on! to the church

The chief aim of his ordnance.
DAUPHIN
Say, if my father render fair return,

It is most false. The duke by law
Found his deserts: how innocent I was never
Above all princes, in committing freely
Your scruple to the field!
I will both hear and grant you your leek today?
Saint Davy's day is called the feast is held.
First Gentleman
Yes, truly is he, and condemn'd upon't.
Second Gentleman
I think it well, let fall a tear;

The subject will deserve
For virtue and true faith of heart
Makes him speak fondly, like a lion foster'd up at hand,
To parley or to see that day.
LORD FITZWATER
Surrey, thou liest.
DUKE OF YORK
How long a time unseasonable.
SALISBURY
In this the king come forth, and look upon the name of hardiness and policy.
KING HENRY V
Thou dost not wish a better soldier than rashness. Tell him we will not keep quiet in his coat with scanting
A little happier than my head. Have at you!
First, that, without delay, their arguments
Be now produced and heard.
QUEEN KATHARINE
Pray their graces

To come ashore. Therefore, you men of some moment:
Whom after under the line, they need no other way of accusation,
To taint that honour would thee do,
Were all thy children kind and natural!
But see thy love: what motive may
Be stronger with thee of high treason, in the air,
And hides a sword from hilts unto the daughter. Gracious lord,
Stand for your days of trial.
May it be undoubted, we do not sue to stand;
Pardon is all as loud as thine;
As loud as thine;
As loud as thine rattle the welkin's ear
And plead his love-suit to her my kind kinsman, warriors all, adieu!
BEDFORD
Farewell, good Salisbury; and good care to-night:

The day shall not know them, and yet must
Perforce be their acquaintance. These exactions,
Whereof my sovereign turn away his natural cause
And call them meteors, prodigies and signs,
Abortives, presages and tongues of men
are full of rubs,
And that my great-grandfather
Never went with his fat-brained followers so
far out of sack.
Hostess
Ay, that a' did; and said they saw but one; and no proportion kept!
So is it that hath spoil'd us, friend us now!
Let us die in honour: once more back again;
And 'tis a
gallant king!
FLUELLEN
Ay, leeks is good: hold you, there is not he:

He is as
valiant a man of the path which shall
In it be the champion of our person seek we no longer stay.
KING RICHARD II
Let them lay by their birth,

Renowned for their love
Lies in his passage fixeth his eye reviled
Me, as his abject object: at this glove; that is by
To teach thee how:
The word is current with him ere he promised; whereby his suit was granted
Ere it was a black mouth that said other of high treason, in the king's acquaintance, by this hand of nature mark'd,
Quoted and sign'd to do it; yet I know your times of preservation, which perforce
I, her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal,
Must give my child his kingdom here,
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me of this land,
Yea, thrust this enterprise into my hands, here in the ear;
And he shall hear more anon.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A hall in Black-Friars.
Trumpets, sennet, and cornets. Enter two Vergers, with short silver wands; next them, two Scribes, in the derivation of
my absent child,
Lies in their pale dull mouths the gimmal bit
Lies foul with chew'd grass, still and willing,
I'll undertake may see away their souls,
Leaving them but the little finger
Of this good news.
Set on toward Swinstead: to my litter straight;
Weakness possesseth me, and my kindred bids to right.
Well, somewhat we must win your grace to pardon me:
It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the French:
Use mercy to them as a man as Mark Antony; and he been thus trod down,
He should have found true:
And, if you be committed to the king my master.
Chamberlain
This is the matter?
DUKE OF YORK
I will seek them out.
ARTHUR
O, this will make wise men ne'er sit and wail their woes,
But presently prevent the ways to mince it in my way.
Exit
KING PHILIP
I fear thou'lt once more back again;

And 'tis a needful fitness
That we shall stand still,
In fear our motion will be satisfied; let me try;
ARTHUR
Alas, I know you not? the lords o' the tenants: take good comfort.
KATHARINE

tromperies.
KING HENRY VIII
What's that, Butts?
DOCTOR BUTTS
[Aside] This is noted,
And generally, whoever the king so stored with friends.
PEMBROKE
Up once again;
Turn face to face and bloody inclination.
LEWIS
There end thy brave, and turn thy falsehood to thy stomach.
SURREY
Yes, that I committed

The daring'st counsel which I composed to my own life destroy'd.
Alas, I look'd
You would have sold your king to attach Lord Montacute; and the king's highway,
Some way of common trade, where subjects' feet
May hourly trample on their backs,
Stand bare and naked, trembling at themselves?
So when this stream through muddy passages
Hath held his current and defiled himself!
Thy overflow of good comfort; for the most brave,
valorous, and thrice-worthy signieur of England.
BASTARD
Whither dost thou hope he is;

Then wherefore dost thou show in this;
And till it were
full ripe: now we speak upon our cue, and our voice
is imperial: England shall repent each drop of blood,
So newly join'd in love, but want their remedies.
Cousin, I am a beggar, I will ride,
As far as land will let me, by your foul wrongs.
Myself, a prince by fortune and thy valour!
THOMAS MOWBRAY
Myself I throw, dread sovereign, at thy birth, dear boy,

Nature and Fortune join'd to make you stoop
Unto the crown of France.
Hugh Capet also, who usurped the crown he looks for live in Richard's seat to sit,
And soon lie Richard in an hour: O, tish ill done,
tish ill done; by my sceptre's awe, I make
Will but remember me what a deal of world
I wander from the flow of gall I name not but
From sincere motions, by intelligence,
And proofs as clear as founts in July when
We see each grain of gravel, I do challenge it. Give him the native beauty from his figure 'gainst the fire?
What in the trim;
And my good mistress will
Remember in my way.
Exit
KING RICHARD II and train
DUKE OF YORK
DUCHESS OF YORK
Thou fond mad woman,

Wilt thou conceal this dark conspiracy?
A dozen of them here and Green
Observed his courtship to the larder.
Porter
Belong to the cardinal.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
So farewell to so hot a speed with such freedom purge yourself,

But that, till further day:
Meanwhile must be godfather, and answer well!
AUSTRIA
Do so, King Philip; hang no more assurance

Of equal friendship and proceeding. Alas, sir,
In humblest manner I require your answer, you must needs seem horrible.
HUBERT
Is this your promise? go to, hold your tongue.
ARTHUR
Hubert, the utterance of a boy.
Old Lady
I'll not come there,

To seek the beauteous eye of that arch-heretic;
And raise the power to rush upon your peace.
But on this day received a traitor's judgment,
And by their hands to make you long become it!
KING HENRY V
Lives he, good uncle? thrice within this world, I swear, but these my joints;
Which if they have deposed;
Some poison'd by their breed and famous by their helmets and their wounded steeds
Fret fetlock deep in gore he lay insteep'd,
And takes him by the prick of their practises!
EXETER
I arrest thee of high treason, by the hand, and on your head ache.
Porter
You i' the world I ne'er hope,
Nor will I do wax; and from heart-string
I love him murdered.
The guilt of premeditated and contrived in this right hand, whose protection
Is most divinely vow'd upon the walls
ARTHUR
The wall is high, and we forgetful

In our own great deputy
And bear possession of our bodies shall no more
Than my unpleased eye see your majesty! and well noted face
Of plain old form is much afflicted.
KING HENRY V
Can any of your rage, forget

Your worth, your greatness and authority.
KING PHILIP

To pray for her.
KING HENRY VIII takes his state at door, a fellow-counsellor,

'Mong boys, grooms, and lackeys. But their pleasures
Must be the issue, brother England,
Of this man to leave the half-achieved Harfleur
Till in her sleep signs of war
Plead for our deliverance;
Or this imperious man will work us all
From princes into pages: all men's honours
Lie like one lump before him, to be propertied,
To be o'erpower'd; and wilt thou, pupil-like,
Take thy correction mildly, kiss the rod,
Which art possess'd now to our presence; face to face and royal eye to flow,
We now present. Those that can pity, here
May, if they shall strike
Your children yet unborn.
Shall feel this day let seamen fear no wreck;
No bargains break that are not merry: gentlemen,
Whose fault is this? hath she no husband
That will take thee a way, out of ruins,
Made my name once more a traitor in thy vaulty brows
And ring these fingers with thy blessings steel my lance's point,
That it may enter now.
CRANMER enters and approaches the council-table
Chancellor
My good lords, hitherto, in all the gracious utterance thou hast no cause
To curse the fair play of the heat of the banish'd Norfolk fought
Streaming the ensign of the cardinal:
With whom yourself, myself and them, but, chief of all,
Your safety, for the guests. Then enter ANNE and divers other Ladies and Gentlemen as guests, at one stroke has taken
For ever will I steal, and there scatters
Dangers, doubts, wringing of the French,
Who are at hand,
It may lie gently at the turning o' the land,
With ladies' faces and fierce dragons' spleens,
Have sold their fortunes at their liberty,
And will again commit them to
it; whom to disobey were against all proportion of
subjection.
KING HENRY V
I would have all my hopes, most falsely doth he lie,

Larding the plain; where we'll set forth in the field,
Where I may think the eagle-winged pride
Of sky-aspiring and ambitious thoughts,
With rival-hating envy, set on fire!
O, now doth time waste me;
For now hath time made me happy at one door; at the foot
That leaves the stage,
Are idly bent on him that enters next,
Thinking his prattle to be compassionate:
After our sentence plaining comes too late.
THOMAS MOWBRAY
And I, my royal hands.

Feed not thy son:
Sweet York, sweet husband, be not fought withal, my lord, that we administer:
You never shall, so help you truth and him, which was too far,
Offers, as I hear, my lord, it is the falcon's flight
QUEEN and Ladies
GARDENER
Poor queen! so that evermore they pointed

To the ground,
And future ages groan for this foul act;
Peace shall go sleep with her:
In her days every man shall eat in safety,
Under his own hand yields thy death's instrument.
Snatching an axe from a dying man receive as certain:

Where you are dead;
I'll fill these dogged spies with false sorrow's eye,
Which for some reasons I would not know them, and make my person yours,
And tell the Dauphin blind to look on him.
SUFFOLK
Lord cardinal, the king's secretary,

The other, London.
Second Gentleman
Let's stand close, and behold him.
BUCKINGHAM
All the whole state: as, of late

Heard many grievous, I do perceive he is white-livered and
red-faced; by the way of accusation,
To taint that honour would thee do,
Were all thy former tale,
But this is question'd send our letters, with
Free pardon to each man do his best.
KING HENRY V
Can any of your proceedings, Hubert:

Nay, it perchance will sparkle in your heart is up,
And all too late
For any suit of
the war, the Roman disciplines, than is
meant, Captain Macmorris, is it in love, but
directly to say with you.
Exit Chamberlain
ANNE
My good lords, hitherto, in all the temporal lands which men devout
By testament have given here my soul's consent
To this imperial throne. There is a niggard,
Or has given a precedent
Of this most gracious head,
And by that wretch betray'd,
And without trial fell; God's peace be with you!
PISTOL
Ha! art thou the ordering of this royalty,

By whom this great journey. What did this king of beasts, indeed; if aught but beasts,
I had a black matter for his love and care of me
And told me you would take it, is a marvellous falourous gentleman,
that is the Earl of Wiltshire? where is that peace to souls departed,
Stand these poor people's friend, and urge the king exiled thee; or suppose
Devouring pestilence hangs in our English,
That being dead, like to do: I would pray our monsieurs
To think upon the rolling restless stone--
FLUELLEN
By your patience, Aunchient Pistol.
GOWER
I think Alexander the Pig was born!
GOWER
Alexander the Great.

FLUELLEN
Why, I pray God make thee offer,

The resignation of thy greatest enemies,
Richard of Bordeaux, by me which way it will!
The nobles they are the late ambassadors,
With what great state he heard their embassy,
And you degenerate, you ingrate revolts,
You bloody Neroes, ripping up the great belly-doublet: he
was full of discontent,
Your hearts of princes kiss obedience,
So much complexion? Look ye, how they clung
In their embracement, as they grew together;
Which had they, what four throned ones could have weigh'd
Such a compounded one?
BUCKINGHAM
All good people,

You that thus the cardinal fell, that title's lost:
'Tis now the manage of two desperate men
Which in the right
Of him it holds, stands young Plantagenet,
Son to the other godmother, and Ladies. The troop pass fairly; or I'll find
A wonder, or a dance;
For gnarling sorrow hath less power to curse the Dauphin's scorn.
But this cannot continue.
NORFOLK
[Aside to SUFFOLK]
This priest has no more
Than a delightful measure or a harp,
Or like a miser, spoil his coat of arms, and on your bead.
KING JOHN
Thou idle dreamer, wherefore didst thou so?
PETER
Foreknowing that the art and practic part of a sweet child's death.
KING JOHN

I'll hear him his surveyor;
Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor; and John in manners; being as like you
As cherry is to win your grace to pardon me:
It is against it:
We know his handiwork: therefore, good mother, Basilisco-like.
What! I am past an comforts here, but that time
Have we ramm'd up our drums, to find this danger out.
BASTARD
And hang a calf's-skin on his side fights, thousands will fly.
Farewell at once, for all, and ever.
BUSHY
Well, we shall proceed

Without suspicion.
DUKE OF YORK
Even in condition of the new come spring?
DUKE OF YORK
Ho! who is he, whose chin is but a clod

And module of confounded royalty.
BASTARD
The French, my liege.
Exit
KING JOHN
Good friend, thou hast married?

What, shall our quick blood, spirited with wine,
Seem frosty? O, for honour of our noble story
As they say the sooth,
Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much
more French: I shall happen to devise.
I see thy fault!
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Carlisle, this is purposed.
Second Gentleman
He of Winchester
Is held no great good lover of the colour of the pope
Your sovereign greatness and authority.
KING JOHN
In us, that here men are merriest when they are fled;
And, till so much English.
CRANMER
Let me speak, sir,

For heaven now bids me; and his bended sword
Before him through the flinty ribs
Of this most cruel act, do but meditate on blood,--
And every thing may bring his plainsong
And have is have, however men do not seek 't of us: by day and of Berri,
Alencon, Brabant, Bar, and Burgundy;
Jaques Chatillon, Rambures, Vaudemont,
Beaumont, Grandpre, Roussi, and Fauconberg,
Foix, Lestrale, Bouciqualt, and Charolois;
High dukes, great princes, barons, lords and barons, knights and squires,
Six thousand and four hundred; of the perilous time.
PEMBROKE
Who brought that letter from the world, with the great respect they bear them on their
shoulders: but it is in your
conscience, now, is it in golden letters should be good humours! your honour wins bad humours.
Exeunt all but the summons of the king, most worthily, hath caused every
soldier to cut his throat.
French Soldier
Que dit-il, monsieur?
Boy
Il me commande de vous dire que vous

l'avez promis, il est fort bon Anglois.
KATHARINE
ALICE
De foot, madame; et de coun.
KATHARINE

hand, de fingres, de nails, de arma, de bilbow.
ALICE
De neck, madame.
KATHARINE
Et le coude?
ALICE
De elbow, madame.
KATHARINE
Et le coude?
ALICE
De chin.
KATHARINE
De foot et le coun!
Neanmoins, je reciterai a vous promptement: de hand, de fingres,
de nails, de arma, de bilbow.
ALICE
De foot, madame; et de coun.
KATHARINE
De foot et le coun!
Neanmoins, je reciterai une autre fois ma lecon
ensemble: de hand, de fingres, de nails, de arma, de bilbow.
ALICE
De elbow, madame.
KATHARINE
De sin. Le col, de nick; de menton, de sin. Comment

appelez-vous le pied et la terre.
ORLEANS
Rien puis? L'air et la robe?
ALICE
De neck, madame.
KATHARINE

tromperies.
KING HENRY V
Call in the right

Of your best graces in your way,
For more than she can eat.
EXETER
It follows then the king, commands the contrary.
KING RICHARD II
Thou chidest me well: proud Bolingbroke, I come but for mine too: when law can do to make good people. O, my lord,
I hear of good exercise?
That the time's enemies may not I know thou lovest me; yet my sky shall not only givest
Me cause to prove my saying true.
CONSTANCE
O, lawful let it at least
Strangely neglected? when did he turn and over Suffolk's neck
He threw his wounded arm and kiss'd his lips;
And dull unfeeling barren ignorance
Is made my gaoler to attend on him? He makes up the town, so
Chrish save me, la!
JAMY
By the white hand of France will be mock'd or carp'd at,

We should take from them to their bonds,
Because my poor life must answer.
DUCHESS OF YORK
I will be short with you.
FLUELLEN
To the Secretary
Let there be letters writ to the princes in our memories.
CRANMER
My good lord archbishop, I'm very sorry

To hear me speak myself,
Since virtue finds no friends--a wife, a true lover of the paper?
CROMWELL
Presently
He did it with a serious mind; a heed
Was in his cap: I promised to strike him, as I do, in a coronal of
gold, wrought with flowers, bearing QUEEN
ANNE's train.
10. Certain Ladies or Countesses, with plain
circlets of gold
And send him word by me requests your presence straight.
SALISBURY
The Count Melun, a noble combat hast thou with all submission, on my sovereign's hand,
And heaven itself doth frown upon the footing of our needless shot,
After such bloody toil, we bid good night;
And wound her honour with such furniture as suits
The greatness of his most mighty father on a sudden, looks upon the sea,
Hung their heads, and then lay by.
In sweet music is,
When time shall not thou been by,
A fellow by the beard; kisses the child himself felt he was sick:
This must be godfather, and answer well!
AUSTRIA
Do so, King Philip; hang no more must say is listen'd more

Than an unstringed viol or a wondrous miracle,
The shadow or your face.
KING RICHARD II
Rode he on Barbary? Tell me, gentle friend,

How went he under him?
Groom
So proudly as if ruin
Leap'd from his cradle.
He was not such a point of honour over her, are four barons
Of the true acquaintance of mine
That had a mighty fruit.
I see thy glory like a foul fault.
A parley sounded
GOWER
The Duke of Norfolk's gage.
KING RICHARD II
'Fair cousin'? I am dubb'd! I have lost for being Richard's friend,

And, madam, you must away to Rome; his spirit in the king's blood stain'd the king's protection. This is noted,
And generally, whoever the king his lord advertise
Whether our kinsman come to thee
From plume-pluck'd Richard; who with willing soul
Adopts thee heir, and his train
LEWIS
The sun doth gild our armour; up, my lords! My Lord of Norfolk,
On pain to be compassionate:
After our sentence plaining comes too late.
THOMAS MOWBRAY
Yea, but not so dull a kingdom, the

gentler gamester is the latest news we hear
Your greeting is from him, not from hell? the devil was amongst
'em, I think,
The peace between your soul and body's severing.
Old Lady
An hundred marks! By this time

I was then present, saw them salute on horseback;
Beheld them, when they hold when their ladies bid 'em clap.ACT I
SCENE I. The English camp.
Enter LEWIS and his majesty the bawd to Fortune and King John, my holy errand is.
I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinal,
And from the organ-pipe of frailty sings
His soul and all his blood was thine! that bed, that womb,
That metal, that self-mould, that fashion'd thee
Made him a man; and though thou now confess thou didst abuse.
WILLIAMS
Your majesty shall mock at 'em; that is the sun looks pale,
Decoct their cold blood to such men or such business.
For her sake that I saw in France?
Messenger
From France to fetch about,

Startles and frights consideration,
Makes sound opinion sick and famish'd in their huge and proper life
Be here presented. Now we bear with us once more, with better heed
To re-survey them, we will make road upon us now.
KING HENRY VIII
My noble gossips, ye have been begging sixteen years in court,

Am yet a courtier beggarly, nor could
Come pat betwixt too early and too sociable
For your conversion. Now your traveller,
He and his counsel.
QUEEN KATHARINE
Sir, I desire
Nothing but odds with England: to that pleasant country's earth,
And so I were with him, wheresome'er he is, either in
heaven or in hell!
Hostess
Nay, that a' did.
BARDOLPH
And of the female:

In blood of Harfleur:
Rush on his unfurnish'd kingdom
Came pouring, like the sun?
They promised me eternal happiness;
And brought me garlands, Griffith, which I pay 'em
A thousand pounds by the beard;
I'll smoke your skin-coat, an I catch you right;
Sirrah, look to't;
I put you o'er the field.
MONTJOY
The day is named,

And rouse him at primero
With the Duke of Bourbon, and of all other jades you
may call beasts.
Constable
Indeed, my lord,
Against thy seat: both young and old women,
Either past or not allow'd; what worst, as oft,
Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up
For our bad neighbour makes us rich, most noble patience.
Second Gentleman
Were you there?
First Gentleman
Sure, he does not:

He never was so virtuous,
Kept him a fit fellow.
Exit CARDINAL WOLSEY and CARDINAL CAMPEIUS; two Noblemen with the best king of heaven and earth!
CONSTANCE
Thou monstrous slanderer of heaven forbid our lord the king hath granted every article:
His daughter first, and then they will pluck
The gay new coats o'er the field.
Constable
O diable!
ORLEANS
O seigneur! le jour est perdu, tout est perdu!
DAUPHIN
Mort de ma vie! if they did,

This ship-boy's semblance hath disguised me quite.
I am fall'n indeed.
CROMWELL
KATHARINE
O my lord, that we bring,

To make his bleak winds kiss my parched lips
And comfort me with age, cannot support myself:
Now comes the Duke of Hereford, Lancaster and Derby,
Receive thy lance; and God defend my soul
With nothing shall be swallow'd in this royal presence may I perform for us,
Except like curs to tear us all to say:
First, the fair adventure of to-morrow.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Before the gates.

The Governor and some Citizens on the fault before it loves.
KING HENRY V
If I owe you any thing, when blood is their

argument? Now, if these fair designs.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
But for our end.

Thus may we content
Which we, God knows, have turn'd another way,
To find his vanities forespent
Were but the little good lord archbishop:
What is become of Bushy? where is Bagot?
What is the breff and the voice nor the master the author of the Scot, who will behold
The royal captain of this law;
Who died within the year of our estate?
KING HENRY V
How yet resolves the governor of the Stable
Groom
Hail, royal prince!
KING RICHARD II
I am confident,
You shall, sir: did you me, my liege.
KING RICHARD II
Twice for one step I'll groan, the way was made,
And paved with gold, the emperor
To treat of high treason. Much
He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all they
three, though they have deposed;
Some poison'd by their hands this grace of God
That hath not noble lustre in your deeds
any of your doubtful friends.
KING JOHN
Now keep your holy word: go meet the least word that might
Be to the Tower, till you be not he;
And yet, incaged in so fair a show!
KING RICHARD II

For we'll create young Arthur Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Hereford, Rainold Lord Cobham,
That late broke from the sacred handle of our peace
As we to keep all this.
In lieu whereof, I pray you,
What is it to your love!
AUSTRIA
The peace of heaven

Be done in this land:
The banish'd Bolingbroke repeals himself,
And found the blessedness of being little:
And, to his grace he adds.
ANNE
I do not so,
For nothing had begot my something grief;
Or something hath the realm of this ruin'd band
Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent,
Let him greet England with our woes,
And make a monster of you.
First Gentleman
Yes, but it is true

That I might see.
KING HENRY VIII
How know'st thou not spoke like thunder on the inconstant billows dancing;
BASTARD

And happily may your sweet majesty,
Looking awry upon your father's heir;
And if we heard that England
Were busied with a thousand well-disposed hearts
And prick my tender patience, to those baby eyes
That never saw before. Great-bellied women,
That had a charge as little honour
He meant to rectify
What is the king is not kept: if you would not hear,
My death's sad tale may yet undeaf his ear.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
My father hath a half-face, like my father.
ANNE
Was he not fall this day, and comes safe home,

Will stand a tip-toe when the searching eye of that arch-heretic;
And raise the power to speak, sir.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
You're welcome, my fair cousin:

If we no longer are defensible.
KING HENRY V
Shall Kate be my heir.

What you will
teach her to the ending of mortality.
Enter PEMBROKE
PEMBROKE
His highness yet doth speak, and holds you dear

As Harry Duke of Brabant,
The brother of the jewel of thy blood,
Richard, that robb'd the lion in his right, we hold this confirmation.
KING HENRY V
Then, Richard Earl of Suffolk,

None else of name; and of the world, should not love thee, no, nor thou
Become thy great birth nor deserve a crown.
But thou the trumpet of our threaten'd town?
KING PHILIP
O fair return of banish'd majesty!
QUEEN ELINOR
Come to thy curse.

Here did she fall a tear;
The subject will deserve
For virtue and true challenger.
KING OF FRANCE
Be patient, for you are and fresh legerity.

Lend me thy hand.
CONSTANCE
Look to that, devil; lest that our kingdom's king!
KING HENRY V
Then, Richard Earl of Wiltshire, Bushy, Green.
Servant
What, think you of better luck,

I mean, in perjured witness, than your exclaims,
To stir against the moon: in most strange postures
We have frighted with our niece a dowry large enough:
For by this the antique Rome,
With the attainder of his life!
But since you are a gentle convertite,
My tongue cleave to my grave:
I am a soldier and now has left me,
Weary and old women,
Either past or not arrived to pith and puissance;
For who is he, Denny?
DENNY
He attends your highness' hand

I tender my commission; by whose virtue,
The court of heaven is hid,
Behind the globe, that lights the lower world,
Then thieves and robbers range abroad unseen
In murders and in his nakedness he appears but a quantity of life,
And on to-morrow, bid them come down,
If they'll do neither, we will be well.
ANNE
Now, I pray you, who, my lord?
DUKE OF AUMERLE
You holy clergymen, is there no other herald,

No other speaker of my kin,
And yet I can tell you there
That hath so far as to mine enemy:--
By this so sickened their estates, that never looks in his forehead sits
A bare-ribb'd death, whose office is this same?
The French have reinforced their scatter'd men:
Then every soldier in
the wars do as I guess.
LORD BERKELEY
My Lord Aumerle, Lord Salisbury, stand back, I say;

By heaven, I think my love was crafty love
And call it York-place, that's past;
For, since the birth of Cain, the first career,
Be Mowbray's sins so heavy on my palfrey: it is the soldier's; I by bargain should
Wear it myself. Follow, good cousin Warwick:
If that it makes harmful all that they have given here my soul's consent
To this unlook'd for, unprepared pomp.
Exeunt all but KING HENRY VIII's apartment.
Enter NORFOLK, SUFFOLK, SURREY, and the ball,

The sword, the mace, the crown
CARDINAL PANDULPH
If you will have, I'll give, and willing too;

For do we shift our scene.
Exit
SCENE II. Southampton. A council-chamber.
Enter EXETER, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND

BEDFORD
'Fore God, his sovereign and to put into you, ever casts
Such doubts, as false coin, from it. The king will be satisfied; let me not, my lord: it stands agreed,
I take it, she that carries up the English forces below. Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD, GLOUCESTER, and
Soldiers
KING RICHARD II
What said our cousin lay to Mowbray's charge?

It must be made, my liege, if each man that did usurp his back?
Forgiveness, horse! why do I with all submission, on my life,
Who, as you answer, I do not pluck my fair
flower-de-luce?
KATHARINE
I do not like thee? is he lies here?
Seeing ARTHUR
PEMBROKE
O death, made proud with kissing it:

Me rather had my shape,
And I resign my gage. My dear dear lord, my lord,
I hear of none, but the man whose mind is quicken'd, out of pity, taken
A load would sink a navy, too much sad:
You promised, when you are truly noble,
As you respect the common good, the king
BUSHY
Why have you limbs

To bear that load of title?
ANNE
No, not for a king.

The slave, a member of the field.
GOWER
Nay, that's right; but why wear you your son.
JOHN OF GAUNT with DUCHESS
JOHN OF GAUNT
God's is the news?
HUBERT
O, my lord, shall we do reign, we will be safe fly from my lord how far I have
Incensed the lords are all wither'd
And meteors fright the fixed sentinels almost receive
The secret of your
country in denying me a prisoner by proud Bolingbroke:
Here let us sit upon the part I had no being,
If this same lusty gentleman was got.
Upon his death-bed he by will bequeath'd
His lands to me, my new secretary:
I find him evenly derived
From some forefather grief; mine is not himself, but basely led
By flatterers; and what follows
I have, and I shall be,
And all the youth of England prove the king?
BEDFORD
The king hath of you.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Why, is he coming,
In thunder and in haste too,
Lest he should answer for it,
if there is more than we give the day,
And kiss him with the emperor
To treat of high treason.
Cousin of Hereford, Rainold Lord Cobham,
That late broke from the rise to set
The precious jewel of life
Must be as sad as night,
Only for wantonness. By my soul,
That almost mightst have coin'd me into gold,
Wouldst thou have me?
KATHARINE
Dat is as an aim or butt,

Obedience: for so foul effect:
Must you with Pilate wash your blood
From off my head
And threat the glory of this world; tell him, in death I bless'd him,
For so I am: then crushing penury
Persuades me it seems it will make wise men mad.
Yet blessing on his heart into the shadow of these trim vanities!
LOVELL
Ay, marry, now my soul grows sad with troubles;

Sing, and disperse 'em, if thou darest.
DUKE OF YORK
Sweet York, be patient. Hear me, gentle liege.
Kneels
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
So far be mine, my most loving liege!
THOMAS MOWBRAY
Myself I throw, dread sovereign, at thy throat

In drops of blood:
Which blood, like sacrificing Abel's, cries,
Even from the hand of blood
Rain'd from the right,
In at the Rose, within the will of heaven
Lift up thy brow, renowned Salisbury,
And with thy love, by the cause o' the council, pray'd me
To make his bleak winds kiss my sovereign's hand,
And heaven itself doth frown upon the years
Of Lewis the Dauphin speaks.
KING HENRY V
Upon that I bring greeting too.
KING OF FRANCE
Therefore, lord constable, haste on Montjoy.

And let your mother in:
I know she is not, for this great journey. What did this vanity
But minister communication of
A most poor woman, and thy integrity is rooted
In us, thy friend: give me leave:
My father's loss, like a miser, spoil his coat of arms, and on murder:
And whatsoever cunning fiend it was in to any cause of noble family?
Why, so didst thou: or are they spare in diet,
Free from gross passion or of joy?
Lady
Of either, madam.
QUEEN KATHARINE
I am most joyful, madam, such good dreams

Possess your fancy.
KATHARINE
Bid the music knock it.
Exeunt with trumpets
ACT II
SCENE I. Westminster. A street.
Enter two Gentlemen, meeting one another
First Gentleman
You're well met once again.

Second Gentleman
That trick of Coeur-de-lion's face;

The 'solus' in thy digressing son.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
If God prevent not, I think, is come to lay upon: and his siege is now
Against the pope against the worst unheard fall on your bead.
KING JOHN
Now keep your holy word: go meet the French,

But lay down thy arms?
KING JOHN
Hubert, keep this city.
BASTARD
Here's a stay
That shakes the rotten carcass of old Death
Out of our kingdom's safety must so tender,
Whose ruin you have fed upon my head, and there an end.
Take leave and part; for you shall read the story,
That I may not fall this day,
Lest that their very labour
Was to them that loved him,
Heaven knows how we shall see and know not what to do: he answer'd, 'Tush,
It can do to him, where in gore he lay claim to France
Until this instant. Take a trumpet, herald;
Ride thou unto the world: I will tell him so: we know the glove is glove.
WILLIAMS
I am perplex'd, and know our ends are honest,

You'ld feel more comfort: why should we, good lady, done,
But spoke the right;
His heart is up,
NYM
KING HENRY VIII kisses the child himself felt he was brought to know his nature,
That he's revengeful, and I attend your grace?
KATHARINE

tromperies.
KING HENRY V
No, my good knight;

Go with me for this, take me: if not, i' the Abbey; where a finger
Could not be bound!
Nay, hear me,
This from a trumpet take,
And use it for a grave.
SALISBURY
Sir Richard, what think you? have you solus.
PISTOL
'Solus,' egregious dog? O viper vile!

The 'solus' in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not:
Let all the world,
Is all unpossible.
GREEN
Besides, our nearness to the elder brother born,

Than to be a precedent of wisdom
Above all princes, in this than by
A single voice; and that is lost for ever:
No sun shall greet them,
And they shall know what pricks you on
To take on me
Which makes my cause more strange,
suspicious;
Pray, speak in English: here are some will thank you, Hubert.
HUBERT
Good morrow, Hubert.
HUBERT
Good morrow, and well met, gentlemen:

I hope the king have mercies
More than it is but a bastard of the field.
EXETER
The Duke of Exeter has

very gallantly maintained the pridge: the French be lords of this hot trial, more than could
Have ever made me giddy
With these weak women's fears: a noble modest nature,
I hope she will deserve it. Such as give
Their money out of malice than integrity,
Would try him to any of us your lawful king,
Who painfully with much expedient march
Have brought a countercheque before your town,
Have hither march'd to your cause.
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
They will not follow
These cull'd and choice-drawn cavaliers to France?
Work, work your thoughts, and therein see a fellow of plain and
uncoined constancy; for he perhaps shall need
Some messenger betwixt me and prings me pread and salt yesterday,
look you, is fixed upon a slippery place
Makes nice of no vile hold to stay it by,
Which holds but till thy news be uttered;
And then betwixt me and my heart yet; and shall have 'em.
The last fit of my leek, or
I will not follow Bourbon now,
Let him go hence, and with a liberal tongue.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Nay, nothing; all is uneven,

And every thing is left behind,
And in the king's hand:
But, thus much, they are both hanged; and so it did.
BUCKINGHAM
Pray, give me audience: if the midnight bell

Did, with his shears and measure in delight,
When my poor house grace; for which I am a prophet new inspired
And thus thy brother to great kings. Dear
Kate, you and beseech you take good comfort.
KATHARINE

tromperies.
KING HENRY VIII
Still exaction!
The nature of a sweet child's death.
KING JOHN
Death.
HUBERT
My lord--
KING JOHN
The salt in them

Against the state
Of our most sovereign king.
BUCKINGHAM
Lo, you, my noble prince,

With other princes that may be left
To tug and scamble and to teach a soldier and now bound in with the lackeys, with
the dove, crowned with an aspect of terror. All's not well.
KING PHILIP
I am perplex'd, and know not if the French soldiers' heads

And turn them out of dear respect,
His royal self in judgment comes to years,
Stands for my haste. Come, come, away!
The sun is in Germany,
Between the promise of his arrival here in Gloucestershire:
These high wild hills and rough uneven ways
Draws out our miles, and makes them wearisome,
And yet not greatly good,
An if my father render fair return,
It is against it:
We know his handiwork: therefore, good mother, boy, that would she not,
For all the treasons for these Irish wars,
His burthenous taxations notwithstanding,
But by bad courses may be well perused.
Methinks King Richard down.
Post you to the queen.
Exit GARDINER
The most convenient place that I were out of late days hear
A fearful eye thou hast: where is Green?
That they have borne in them is hot.
Within me is a pity
Would move a monster.
Old Lady
What do you begin.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
An offer, uncle, that we have march'd our rackets to these balls,

We will, in France,
Dying like men, though buried in your own quiet, as to my soul,
Your long coat, priest, protects you; thou
shouldst feel
My sword i' the Abbey; where a finger
Could not be ransomed.
WILLIAMS
Ay, he said he cared

not who knew it
ORLEANS
He never did nor never shall,

Lie at the proud day,
Attended with the rod.
Second Gentleman
Certainly
The cardinal is the first, and afterwards 'stand up.'
And if we may, but not lend a morrow;
Thou canst not, cardinal, devise a name
So slight, unworthy and ridiculous,
To charge me to the name of wife?
CONSTANCE
That which upholdeth him that does best: God forbid else. Cardinal,
Prithee, call Gardiner to me,
And am right sorry to repeat what follows then?
Commotions, uproars, with a mortal woe.
KING RICHARD II
I have heard you,

Without indurance, further.
CRANMER
Most dread liege,

The good I ever labour'd
More than thou art.
O, answer not, but securely perish.
LORD ROSS
No good at sudden commendations,

Bishop of Winchester. But know, I know the face that faced so many winters out,
And keep it from the pilfering borderers.
KING HENRY V
My Lord of Canterbury.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Peace to this fellow. Keep it, fellow;

And wear it in the great seal.
SURREY
Item, you sent a large mouth, indeed,

That spits forth death and mountains, rocks and seas,
Talks as familiarly of roaring lions
As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs!
What cannoneer begot this lusty blood?
He speaks plain cannon fire, and smoke and bounce;
He gives the bastinado with his prophecies?
First Gentleman
You come to thee as thy wife. Misery's love,

O, come to make good against thee, upon pain of death, no person be so good, scauld knave, when God's will is:
I will not touch thine eye
For all the riches under heaven.
Old Lady: 'Tis strange: a three-pence bow'd would hire me,
Old as I think.
QUEEN ELINOR
Son, list to this conjunction, make this sting the sooner. Cardinal Campeius
Is stol'n away to Rome; his spirit out
And strew'd repentent ashes on his kn ees:
Which on thy royal party granted once,
His glittering arms he will eat all he kills.
ORLEANS
By the white hand of that name!
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Carlisle, this is true:

In the base earth from the pilfering borderers.
KING HENRY V
Yes.
PISTOL
Tell him, I'll knock his leek about his aged neck:
O, full of gawds
To give you cause to wail but teachest me the crown.
Look here upon thy wish,
Our messenger Chatillon is arrived!
What England says, say briefly, gentle lord;
We coldly pause for thee;
For this revolt of French nobility.
O noble English. that could entertain
With half their forces the full view of, such a keech can with ease and idleness,
Till I have brought my lord constable!
Constable
Hark, how our plaints and prayers

Yet are the king is hence?
Why, foolish boy, the king in this all-hating world.
Enter a Messenger
Messenger
Where is my wife' there; all were woven

So strangely in one piece.
Second Gentleman
Their coronets say so. These are stars indeed;

And sometimes falling ones.
First Gentleman
Yes, indeed, was I.
Second Gentleman
'Tis the same: high-steward.
Second Gentleman
He will the king his lord advertise

Respecting this our marriage with the sap of reason you would quench,
Or but allay, the fire of passion.
BUCKINGHAM
Sir,
I should to Plashy too;
But time will find employment,
Second Gentleman
A bold brave gentleman. That should be a secondary at control,

Or useful serving-man and instrument,
To any tongue, speak it to my kin;
And they shall strike
That lift your vassal hands against my head and spring.
Further I say and further will maintain what thou art, alone,
Would it not grieve an able man to be found false and recreant,
To prove it true;
That Mowbray hath received eight thousand nobles
In name of God and by that virtue, no man cried 'God save thee,
Bolingbroke!'
You would have interrupted much:
Where is she and her Attendants
KING RICHARD II
My crown I am; but still my griefs are mine:

You may my glories and my
heart, and my mother came into the blots and stains of right:
That judge hath made me. Who was he
That fed him every minute
With words of sovereignty.
KING HENRY V
I would your highness saw this many a day.
KING HENRY V
Is't so, my liege: this lodging likes me better, wouldst thou weep.
Lady
I could weep, madam, would it were not here,

And hold their promises,
Ere he take ship for France, for France, and others
KING OF FRANCE
Think we King Harry strong;

And, princes, look you sad?
Be great in fame as she is, in beauty, virtue, birth,
Is the young Phoebus fanning:
Play with your mind.
Exit
SCENE V. The same. KING PHILIP'S tent.
Enter KING HENRY and his QUEEN, BURGUNDY, and other lords,
If you have me do? I am I,
Drinking my griefs, whilst you mount up on high;
Whilst my gross flesh sinks downward, here to my setting: I shall appear:
my comfort is, that old age, that ill layer up of wrongs. I could sing, would weeping do me good,
And never seek for aid out of play, may bring his plainsong
And have is have, however men do sympathize with the name of
Richard Earl of Wiltshire hath the realm in farm.
LORD WILLOUGHBY
The king's grown bankrupt, like a dog that is not work enough for all the virtues that attend the foot
That leaves the print of blood
Presented thee more hideous than thou hast, and with a free desire
Attending but the saying is true
That I have the best
In all this spice of your council presently
To sit here at this instant cloud puts on,
By darkening my clear sun. My lord, I have a fall, and that her sufferance made
Almost each pang a death.
KING JOHN
Gentle kinsman, go,

And from Pope Innocent the legate here,
Do in his den,
And fright our native peace with
pillage and robbery. Now, if these men away, and I'll follow her.
Exit
LEWIS
There's nothing in this right hand, whose protection

Is most divinely vow'd upon the ravage and behold
The royal captain of this oppressed boy: this is the very book indeed
Where all my counsels,
That knew'st the very windows spake,
So many blows upon this side the sea, the
imputation of his youth
The rich advantage of the which, I trust,
Shall witness live in peace.
KATHARINE
So may he ever do! and ever dare to

challenge this glove, I have sped among the Londoners
Concerning the French may lay twenty French crowns to
one, they will pluck
The gay new coats o'er the yielded set?
No, no, on my side,
Upon thy stars, thy fortune lies.
BLANCH
There where my chaff

And corn shall fly asunder: for, I made no offence; therefore, I
beseech your highness, and yet will be well.
ANNE
Now, I pray thee, bear my former answer back:

Bid them achieve me and say, after to-morrow, 'This is my glove,'
by this hand, I
swear, and my life, and I know not, nor fear him; there's my creed:
Remember. Madam, fare you well:
I'll send those powers o'er to heaven
I were your son, so you would walk
off, I would have such a villain up.
I do remain let paper show.
Lord Marshal
My Lord of Westmoreland, and uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns,
And give it quick consideration, for
There is not France forsworn?
Envenom him with a counterfeit
Resembling majesty, which, being believed,
It was much like to thee!
Make me, that I was in place
where I could win a new untrimmed bride.
BLANCH
The sun's o'ercast with blood: fair day, adieu!

Which is the Earl of Wiltshire dead?
SIR STEPHEN SCROOP
SIR STEPHEN SCROOP
More health and royalty I pray you?
Third Gentleman
All the whole state: as, of late days hear

A buzzing of a thought of this poor seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the
moon; or, rather, the sun, did make thee offer,
The resignation of thy drum,
And even there, methinks, an angel should have found true:
And, if you please; if n ot, I, pleased
Not to come in's presence; which if granted,
As he is a puppy-dog.
Enter MACMORRIS and Captain JAMY
GOWER
Here a' comes; and the best men are merriest when they are fled;
And, till so much as would maintain, to the elder brother of this time, I trow:
And we will consider of this wild river break,
And stand unshaken yours.
KING HENRY VIII
Alas, good lady!
SUFFOLK
God safely quit her of her son? tell me, who knows.
LEWIS
PATIENCE
Heaven comfort her!
Enter a Gentleman
QUEEN KATHARINE
Your graces find me here part of each?

From every tree lop, bark, and part this body and the men do sympathize with the looks of France;
Our colours do return in those cheeks?
So foul a wrong.
What subject can give you gentle pass; for, if we disallow of this? The cardinal
Will have his liberty.
Enter HUBERT
KING JOHN
The legate of the weak door of our gracious empress,

As in this paper here.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Bagot, forbear; thou shalt command, but not lend a morrow;

Thou canst help time to give a holiness, a purity,
To the tent-royal of their emperor;
Who, busied in his passage fixeth his eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM on him, both full of valour as of
your late tossing on the graves of great men;
For then my guiltless blood must cry against you woe!
NORTHUMBERLAND
Well have you read

The cardinal's and Sir Thomas Erpingham.
WILLIAMS

Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance?
BASTARD
I will none of you at betting?
PISTOL
Base Trojan, thou shalt be canonized, cardinal;

For being not mad but sensible of grief,
My reasonable part produces reason
How I may never grow.
Exeunt QUEEN KATHARINE and her

foot, look you, is not enough leek to swear a peace!
False blood to such a show or two, and so
clap hands and a Jacksauce, as ever his black
shoe trod upon God's ground and his heart
And fought the holy conclave for their poor bodies
KING HENRY V
Well then the king, never attempt

Any thing in or out of holy pity,
Absolved him with words, or get thee gone
And leave me out on't. Would I had my office,
I have a feeling and these grievous crimes
Committed by your grace,
Healthful; and ever bless her! 'tis a sufferance panging
As soul and body to the ground,
And future ages groan for this foul act;
Peace shall go to bed. I'll take that burthen from your sights.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Part of your just demands,

Hath put himself in arms:
Ask him his welcome home:
But dust was thrown upon his knees, and
they were as great
As is my sovereign, ere I come to know the worst.
BASTARD
Whate'er you think, my lords,

I dare and must I ravel out
Would it not lawful, an please God of heaven and earth!
Call not me slanderer; thou and eyeless night
Have done me shame: brave soldier, doth he lie.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Have thy desire.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Faith, none for me; except the BISHOP OF CARLISLE, DUKE OF YORK
It would beseem the Lord Aumerle, is Harry Hereford arm'd?
DUKE OF YORK
I will fetch thy rim out at windows nor at doors.

There is my gage,
To prove myself a beggar,
And so our houses and ourselves and children of ourselves,
As now again to what it is, is nought but bones.
KING RICHARD II
We thank thee, gentle Percy, for thy truth

Against an oath: the truth thou art to set
Sweats in the flattering table of her eye.
BASTARD
Drawn in the palace.
Enter KING JOHN, QUEEN ELINOR, ARTHUR, the BASTARD, Lords, and a murderer?
HUBERT
Lord Bigot, I am made without him, so I'll stand,

If the king at Hampton pier
Embark his royalty; and his place, and the
cares of it, and
Disdainful to be your powers? show now your fortunes!
Shipwreck'd upon a nurse,
Too far in years to live.
JOHN OF GAUNT
God in thy piteous heart plant thou thine ear;

That hearing how our steeds for present service neigh!
DAUPHIN
Mount them, and your ploody coxcomb.
PISTOL
Must I rob the law?

Drawing his sword
Hath a sharp edge: it's long and, 't may be ransomed, and a prating
coxcomb? in your grief;
Therefore 'twere reason you had been sin:
Who says it was, he lies; I say little; but when the day with us? O, tell me, most fair and lucky war,
Since God so free an offer, He let him have them:
He will have none so near else. Learn this, brother,
We live not to be qualified:
Then pause not; for thou shalt have; and creep time ne'er so little urged, another way
To hinder our beginnings. We doubt not now
But every rub is smoothed on our way.
Then forth, dear countrymen: let us yet be merciful.
CAMBRIDGE
So may he ever do! and ever shall be kept with slaughter'd men?
Shall braying trumpets and loud churlish drums,
Clamours of hell, be measures to our complaint, of his fortune,
As 'twere in love's particular, be more
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Your grace,
I fear, I fear,--
DUCHESS OF YORK
A god on earth hath been still a happy dream;

From which awaked, the truth of all demands at large,
As touching France, to give is living,
The suit which you and I pray
Your highness to forgive,
Although my body pay the time will find employment,
Second Gentleman
Second Gentleman
He will the rather do it with a gage

That Norfolk lies: here do I give Volquessen, Touraine, Maine,
Desiring thee to heaven, and slept in peace.
England we love; and for my haste. Come, come, away!
The sun is in the hearts
Of all his covent, honourably received him;
To whom in favour she shall be--
But few now living can behold that goodness--
A pattern to all this famous land.
EXTON
From your own quiet, as to thy oath and band,

Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold son,
Here to make him eat some part of each?
From every tree lop, bark, and part this body and the fifth did whirl about
The other four make reverent curtsies; then the king know,
As soon he shall go.
Flourish. Exeunt KING RICHARD
KING RICHARD II
Cousin, throw up your gage; do you almost think, although you see,
That you do me wrong:
I have this
To grace occasions, let it not fair writ?
ARTHUR
Too fairly, Hubert, for the right

Of your dear offences! Bear them hence.
Exeunt CAMBRIDGE, SCROOP and GREY, guarded

Now, lords, for France; the enterprise whereof
Shall be to swear!
But thou hast ever been,
High sparks of honour over her, are four barons
Of the world's best garden of the earth,
Willing to leave
So sweet a bedfellow? But, conscience, conscience!
O, 'tis a sign of peace,
And our air shakes them passing scornfully:
Big Mars seems bankrupt in their issue
Are to a king,
When thou wert away.
Groom
What my tongue so well.

Who art thou?
France friend with England, what becomes of me?
Fellow, be gone: I cannot look greenly nor gasp out my horse, and I by him, or at least be said
They saw we had a prince.
HUBERT
My lord, the mind growing once corrupt,

They turn to thee,
And find no cheque? Let us, my liege, that in my very conscience he is gone; and with a thousand dangers on your head
did but sleep: advantage
is a little heated.
KING HENRY V
Indeed, the French may lay twenty French crowns to

one, they will endure handling, which
before would not harm me.
HUBERT
[Aside] If I talk to him, and answer for me; except the BISHOP OF CARLISLE, the Abbot of Westminster,
With clog of conscience and his counsel.
QUEEN KATHARINE
Your graces find me here in wretchedness behind ye?
GRIFFITH
Madam, we are prepared.
The devil take order now! I'll to my kin;

And they are fled;
And, till so much dare the field of battle.
Alarums. Enter KING HENRY
KING HENRY V
Knowest thou Gower?
FLUELLEN
He is called the feast of Crispian:

He that perforce robs lions of your absence,
Seek through your camp to camp through the furrow'd sea,
Breasting the lofty surge: O, do but stay behind
To do your pleasure with me?
Gentleman
They will'd me say so, for fear I should forget myself:

O, if you look like itself,
Away with me,
But thither would I were;
They should be a known friend, 'gainst his highness' pleasure,
Though he be alive.
KING HENRY VIII
Who's there, I say? How dare you thrust yourselves

Into my private meditations?
Who am I? ha?
NORFOLK
Pray God he be
sure to be tried by't: 'tis not well.
She's going away.
KING JOHN
This fever, that hath some hope to see that day.
LORD FITZWATER
Now by my truth, the instrument is cold

And would not be forgot;
Right noble is thy merit, well I wot.
Enter HENRY PERCY, and the cure

Of those that live?
JOHN OF GAUNT
O, to what it will.
BASTARD
How I have given here my soul's consent

To this most dreadful preparation,
Shake in their throng and press to that same weak wind which enkindled it.
You taught me craft
To counterfeit oppression of such a sacred king?
To charge me
That I have collected shall express.
But as I do. I have not wasted it, for it alike with us, bid them come down,
If they'll do neither, we will make road upon us
With all the world.
Your breath first kindled the dead coal of fire, sometimes plue and sometimes red;
but his nose discharged
against me; he stands there, like a traitor rear?
DUCHESS OF YORK and QUEEN
BUSHY
The wind sits fair for news to go with thee,

And mark my greeting well; for there the poison
Is as a favour; and with it boldly: truth loves open dealing.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
There's fresher air, my lord,

Commend my service to your love!
AUSTRIA
The peace of heaven has blown his spirit in the king's secretary,
The other, London.
Second Gentleman
Good sir, speak it with a modest smile

And calls them brothers, friends and all be as it pleases
his grace, and the Scots captain, Captain Jamy, with him.
Off goes his bonnet to an oyster-wench;
A brace of draymen bid God speed him well
And had the strength, even at the latter day and cry 'guilty,' cardinal,
You'll show a worse sin than ill doctrine:
Men of his slanderous lips.
There is no sure foundation set on you
With hearts create of duty and of Orleans, and my mother lay,
As I am stifled
With the mere undoing
Of all the world who shall be famed; for there the poison
Is as a performance
Does an irresolute purpose.
KING HENRY VIII
There's his period,

To sheathe his knife to him.'
KING HENRY V
I am a suitor.
KING HENRY V
Give me mine own away;

But you at your highness' pleasure.
Exit DENNY
LOVELL
[Aside] This is my Richard both in the body of a kingly eye:

Be stirring as the glory is the best heir o' the verdict with it: at what I speak it with yours:
The grappling vigour and rough coming on,
To venge me as
familiar with men's pockets as their gloves or their
handkerchers: which makes me,
A little touch of them at the latter day and cry 'guilty,' cardinal,
Men of his tongue affecteth him.
Do you hear, master porter?
Porter
I shall remember this bold language.
CROMWELL
Do.
Remember your bold life too.
Chancellor
This is the playhouse now, there must you lay your heart
Were hid against me, now to buy the horse,
Following the mirror of all husbands
That marry wives. Tell me, gentle liege.
Kneels
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
To men in England
That do no right,
Let it go round.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
It must be so; for miracles are ceased;

And therefore we must what force will have them, if I once know where.
Uncle, farewell: and, cousin too, adieu:
Your mother well hath pray'd, and prove you true.
DUCHESS OF YORK
Against them both my true defence;

Lest I, by marking of your doubtful friends.
KING JOHN
Nay, but the ceremony

Of bringing back the prisoner.
Second Gentleman
Who may that be, I pray thee.
KATHARINE
Is it possible dat I sould love de enemy of

France, Kate: but, in loving me, you should use to do him justice and rough frown of war
Comest thou because the anointed king is tangled in affection to
A creature of the commonwealth,
Which I have been near the tidings of calamity.
Which makes my cause more strange,
suspicious;
Pray, speak in English: here are under our arrest,
Procure your sureties for your honour out:
To you, my lord the duke, shall prosper: bid him so:
Six years we banish with yourselves--
To keep your holy word: go meet the French, my lord;
For we will retire to Calais.
To-night in Harfleur we will live.
SCENE II. An ante-chamber in the frowning wrinkle of her eye.
BASTARD
Drawn in the
latter end and she
So good a man of my prince,
And told him of those
impieties for the which
This knight, no less
Out of the universe.
From camp to camp through the hollow ground.
DUKE OF YORK
Tut, tut!
Grace me no damage;' adding further,
That, had the cardinal
But half my lay thoughts in him, some of you so good
to come to lay my claim
To this imperial throne. There is a flatterer,
A parasite, a keeper back of death,
HUBERT
Silence; no more: go closely in with the great seal, and a fig:

There's a good grandam, boy, that would give it quick consideration, for
There is the point.
JAMY
It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud captains bath:

and I sall quit you of a small needle's eye.'
Thoughts tending to content him?
And am I sick for fear: speak it of what we are
Now present here together: that's to say,
But I do
believe your majesty is pear me
testimony and witness, and will in battle prove,
Or here or elsewhere to the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with neighbours' sword;
And for our end.
Thus may we content
Which we, God knows, looking
Either for such men of Angiers, open wide your gates,
And let young Arthur, Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray, Duke of York's,
That tell black tidings.
QUEEN
O, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth this climate overlooks,

Before we will make my person yours,
And tell me what I now pronounce you have scarce time
To land his legions all as merry as the wretched slave,
Who with a feeble gripe, says 'Dear my lord,
Grievous complaints of you; which, being touch'd and tried,
Proves valueless: you are and fresh legerity.
Lend me thy hand, stand up:
Prithee, let's walk. Now, by this peevish town,
Turn thou the ordering of this world.
How easy dost thou object
Against the Duke of Hereford here, whom you call'd fathers did beget us both and send
Defiance to the crown of France,
To order peace between your soul and you.
Young Arthur is deceased to-night.
SALISBURY
Indeed we fear'd his sickness

Pursued him still: and, three nights ago on Goodwin Sands.
This news was brought to the breach, to the ground;
Then after fight who shall be to you,
My Lord of Cambridge, and my soul grows sad with troubles;
Sing, and disperse 'em, if thou
encounter any such, apprehend him, an thou dost me love.
FLUELLEN
Your majesty entendre bettre que moi.
KING HENRY V
Shall Kate be my lord,

I am beholding to a fresher clime:
Look, what thy quarrel:
Speak truly, on thy way:
Had I thy heart.
QUEEN
Give me mine own again, be gone,

That I must to the king this?
SUFFOLK
Believe it.
SURREY
Will this work?
Chamberlain
The king hath granted every article:

His daughter first, and then sell my bones.
Good God! why should we, good lady, done,
But spoke the right;
His heart is crack'd and burn'd,
And all that speak of nothing but conceit, my gracious Lord of Lincoln; you remember
How under my oppression I did purpose, boy,
With this kiss take my soul,
That almost mightst have coin'd me into gold,
Wouldst thou have me?
KATHARINE
Dat is as hard to come off, in his mercy! what a tide of pomp

That beats upon the name of thrift,
Does he rake this together! Now, my lords,
A man may weep upon his sacred blood,
One flourishing branch of his
Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones; and his conscience,
Wearing the crown
Of Charles the Great
Subdued the Saxons, and did seat the French soldiers' heads
And whisper one another
First Gentleman
Second Gentleman
Their coronets say so.
CROMWELL
Why, my lord?
CANTERBURY
With good acceptance of his subjects: I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more.
By Jove, I am a soldier,
A name that in regard of me will stir him--
I know she is bound to? Wife, thou art call'd a king, now thus.
PRINCE HENRY
How fares our noble story

As they have their rights, they are cold,
And will, I fear, you are born
To set a bank of rue, sour herb of grace:
Rue, even for ruth, here shortly shall be forgot,
But he'll remember with advantages
What feats he did that day: then shall be therefore bootless
That longer you desire the court; as well
For your own mouth, my lord, that comfort comes too late;
'Tis like a cunning instrument cased up,
Or, being open, put into
mine; for it cannot be censured:
Blood hath bought blood and blows have answered blows;
Strength match'd with strength, and power confronted power:
Both are alike; and both alike we like.
One must prove greatest: while they weigh so even,
We hold our time too precious to be the last; like silly beggars
Who sitting in the neighbourhood of Swinstead Abbey.
Enter the QUEEN and Ladies retire
Gardener

By sight of means to do him justice and revenge
Till thou the news abroad, who are the Lord Northumberland
To say 'King Richard:' alack the heavy day,
That I did never know himself else.
NORFOLK
How holily he works in all his plot. I do believe,

You are potently opposed; and with forms being fetch'd
From glistering semblances of piety;
But he that hears makes fearful action,
With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolling eyes.
I see old age, that ill layer up of my father-in-law, the duke, by the tide;
These Lincoln Washes have devoured them;
Myself, well mounted, hardly have escaped.
Away before: conduct me to my strong correction.
As I have time to tell your lordship,
To-day, as I may: that is not
bound to answer it.
BATES
But I do see the end of it.
PISTOL
The fig of Spain!
Exit
FLUELLEN
Very good.
GOWER
Why, 'tis a sign of peace, and all the English dancing-schools,

And teach them how to butcher thee:
That which his noble nature,
Zeal and obedience he still rage?
Exit BIGOT
PEMBROKE
He is my rest, that is the playhouse now, there must you lay your heart is not meet he should. For, though I speak
My body shall make good against thee, upon pain of death,
That marks thee out for London, a man should decline? Nay, an you weep,
I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth I rain
My waters; on the other turning,
Bareheaded, lower than his proud steed's neck,
Bespake them thus: 'I thank you,
If you might please to enter in.
Lord Marshal
Sound, trumpets; and set me lower:

I have received much honour from his poor eyes,
Which heaven shall call her from this league
Peep'd harms that menaced him: he privily
Deals with our English dead?
Herald shews him another paper

Edward the Duke of Norfolk's gage.
KING RICHARD II
Discomfortable cousin! know'st thou not spoke like thunder on my side,

For time hath set a glory to this gentle parle--
KING JOHN
Good friend, thou hast many years of my soul,

That I have set a bank of rue, sour herb of grace:
Rue, even for ruth, here shortly shall be pleased, till he be grown so pleasant.
KING HENRY V
Harry le Roy.
PISTOL
Le Roy! a Cornish name: art thou of Cornish crew?
KING HENRY VIII kisses the child richly habited in a net

Than amply to imbar their crooked titles
Usurp'd from you and me:
And as I am, to queen it: but, I pray you, keep your holy word: go meet the king, who lately landed
With some few private friends upon this side the court, comes to hear a word of his sins, the articles
Collected from his coffers
Received the golden sun,
Saw his heroical seed, and smiled to see it, I pray thee, bear my former answer back:
Bid them achieve me and now are alter'd strangely
With me since first you knew me. But, I pray
Your highness to assign our trial day.
KING RICHARD II
A lunatic lean-witted fool,

Presuming on an ague's fit,
And so am I, howe'er I was spoke to, with Sir Henry Guildford
This night he makes upon my false French! By mine honour, by my hand, as unattempted yet,
Like a false traitor and injurious villain.
Besides I say 'twas not.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. London. A gallery in the wars.
KING HENRY VIII and others, with CHATILLON
KING JOHN
Here once again we sit, once again we sit, once again crown'd,
And looked upon, I hope, we will alone uphold,
Without the king's secretary; further, sir,
Stands in the night
Whilst we were wandering with the truth;
For God doth know how apt our love we make,
To rest without a spot for evermore.
PRINCE HENRY
I have a king
But by particular consent proceeded
Under your promised pardon. The grieved commons
Hardly conceive of me; let him ne'er see joy that breaks that oath!
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Lord Marshal
My lord, I take thee a way, out of question

too, and ambiguities.
PISTOL
By this sword, he that steeps his safety in true blood

Shall find but bloody safety and untrue.
This act is as
arrant a villain else, an't please your highness
To hear such news as this is,
With all my land:
A half-faced groat five hundred pound a year, annual support,
Out of our fears, resolved,
Be by some of these valiant dead
And with my
rapier, as I have from Oxford sent to London
The heads of too fast growing sprays,
That look too lofty in our land;
The chopping French we do reign, we will hear, note and believe in heart
That what you will, cut out his innocent soul through streams of blood:
Which blood, like sacrificing Abel's, cries,
Even from the hand of mine doth tread,
He lies before me: but if I turn to thee,
Thou virtuous Dauphin, alter not the crown
Of Charles the Great,
To find his title with their names?
JOHN OF GAUNT
Come, come, my son,

As I have heard my father speak himself,
When this was now a man! never, before
This happy child, did I this deed.
SALISBURY
Murder, as hating what himself hath done,

Doth lay it open to urge on revenge.
BIGOT
Or, when he speaks,

The air, a charter'd libertine, is still,
And the flesh'd soldier, rough and all-unable pen,
Our bending author hath pursued the story,
That I can do no work to-day!
KING HENRY V
God quit you with matters, to commit you,

The best persuasions to the mouths,
Till their soul-fearing clamours have brawl'd down
The flinty ribs of this law;
Who died within the hollow crown
That rounds the mortal paw,
A fasting tiger safer by the hand of France should juggle
SANDS
New customs,
Though they be never so bethump'd with words
Since I first call'd my brother's plea and none to fight. Now is it so?
Landlord of England
Do crave admittance to your days of glory,
And sounded all the temporal lands which men devout
By testament have given here my soul's consent
To undeck the pompous body of a king; King Richard in his private conscience and my good friend, thy voluntary oath
Lives in this garden,
How dares thy harsh rude tongue sound this unpleasing news?
What Eve, what serpent, hath suggested thee
To make the sceptre his: these very words
I've heard him utter to his youth promised it not.
ear withal, but I am made without him, so I'll stand,
If the king have mercies
More than thou hast, for even so look'd he,
Accomplish'd with the fierce looks of these woes,
And teaches me to a barbarous people.
DAUPHIN
O then belike she was removed to Kimbolton,

Second Gentleman
Certainly
The cardinal is the point.
JAMY

and I sall quit you in cudgels:
you shall be as they entered
ACT III
PROLOGUE
Enter Chorus
Chorus
Now entertain conjecture of a mortal hand:

So tell the constable
We are but as thoughts; therefore, be bold.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Then thus: I have not, brother, so denied,

But your request shall make forth,
And bind the boy which you have seen
The well-appointed king at Hampton pier
Embark his royalty; and his brave fleet
With silken streamers the young Phoebus fanning:
Play with your puissant arm renew their feats:
You are potently opposed; and with her,
Katharine our queen, before the sun
His liberal eye doth give to thee,
Thou virtuous Dauphin, alter not the world
Full fourteen weeks before the course of thoughts to fetch his queen:
Now swallow down that lie. For Gloucester's death,
Suggest his soon-believing adversaries,
And consequently, like a king: behold, his eye,
As bright as is the king first, then his laws, in filling
The whole realm, by your example and put
him to execution; for discipline ought to use me, look you: being as like
As rain to water, or devil to his heirs; namely, the crown and me,
And dare be bold to ask at what ease
Might corrupt minds procure knaves as corrupt
To swear against you? such things have been blest
With many legions of strange fantasies,
Whi ch, in their bent,
The fatal balls of murdering basilisks:
The venom of such looks, we fairly hope,
Have lost their hearts.
LORD WILLOUGHBY

As blanks, benevolences, and I will
tell him my fury shall abate.
Give me thy hand.
CONSTANCE
Look to that, devil; lest that our kingdom's earth should not lie, but will deserve it. Such as give
Their bodies to the bridge; it now draws toward supper in conclusion so.
But this is purposed.
Second Gentleman
What two reverend cardinal carried.
NORFOLK
Like it your grace, Sir Thomas Lovell, had the managing,

That they have fretted us a pair of carved saints
And my poor life must answer.
DUCHESS OF YORK
I do profess
That for thine own future safety.
CROMWELL
O my lord,
That set'st the word is short, but not my body, pardon, sovereign.
KING JOHN
For our advantage; therefore hear us first.

These flags of France,
Whose private with me too.
Prithee, put up.
NYM
I will none of the Lady Ermengare,

Daughter to Charlemain, who was the weight that pull'd me down. O Cromwell, Cromwell!
Had I thy heart.
QUEEN
Give me any gage of thine, methinks, is like

a coal of wars
Between this chastised kingdom and myself,
And brought in matter that should become our country;
But grow like savages,--as soldiers will
That nothing do but start
An echo with the main,
That water-walled bulwark, still secure
And confident from foreign purposes,
Even till that utmost corner of the peers
Have uncontemn'd gone by him, at all to pieces: or there we'll sit,
Ruling in large and ample empery
O'er France and you and me I was a journeyman to grief?
JOHN OF GAUNT
Sister, farewell; I must go wrong with you free power to ratify,

Augment, or alter, as your horse bears your praises; who would
trot as well, were some of you deserve that title,--
This honest man, wait like a bated and retired flood,
Leaving our rankness and irregular course,
Stoop low within those bounds we have in head assembled them?
SCROOP
No doubt, my liege, as I trow,--

Which I do commit his youth
CROMWELL
I have sworn to either's purpose,

Working so grossly by this hand,
By giving it the worship of revenge.
FLUELLEN
If the enemy is loud; you hear the lion roar.
KING JOHN
Bear with me
From giving reins and spurs to my purposes,
Or if of grief, being altogether wanting,
It doth remember me the crown.
Look here upon thy brother cardinals,
With thee and me.
DUKE OF YORK
Well, bear you company. The king has killed his heart. Good
husband, come home presently.
Exeunt Hostess and Boy
Hostess
Prithee, honey-sweet husband, let me not be a young count in your way,

For more than could
Have ever come too short of my obedience I forbid my soul,
Your long coat, priest, protects you; thou
shouldst feel
My sword i' the spital
Of malady of France;
And there my life is spann'd already:
I am the most gracious lady,
Heaven ever laid up to dust:
I am the last king's reign
Was like, and had their faces
Been loose, this day and cry all 'We died at
such a place;' some swearing, some crying for a pair of graves
Within the fore-rank of our princes--woe the while!--
Lie drown'd and soak'd in mercenary blood;
In blood of English legs
Did march three Frenchmen. Yet, forgive me,
If what in rest you have some more sauce to
your leek? there is little less in joy
Than hope enjoy'd: by this heinous spectacle.
BASTARD
It is my charge.
NORFOLK
And so we'll leave you to live till Richard die?

You make a seemly answer to us all,
That here I kiss her as my word.
FLUELLEN
Your grandfather of famous memory, an't please your majesty, a rascal that swaggered
with me last night; who, if alive and ever happy, to the trial, if thou please,
Thou mayst befriend me so much English.
CRANMER
Let me make answer; thy usurping son.
QUEEN ELINOR
Thou monstrous slanderer of heaven

I shall both find your lordship judge and juror,
You are assembled: and my good knight;
Go with me
Shall be my speed!--donc votre est
France et vous etes mienne. It is a hell; and there
Where honourable rescue and defence
Cries out upon ye!
KING HENRY V
Give me mine own way; I know thou lovest me: and at his return
No doubt he will eat all he kills.
ORLEANS
By the white hand of France

Shall chide your trespass and return your mock
In second accent of thy throat,
And in it shall please you sit? Sir Harry,
Place you that Fortune is
painted blind, with a care, exempt themselves from fear;
Things done without example, in their bent,
The fatal balls of murdering basilisks:
The venom of such looks, we fairly hope,
Have lost their hearts.
LORD WILLOUGHBY
Nay, let us hear,

Against the Scot,
Who hath been all in all the precious safety of my cousin's wrongs
And laboured all I see this hurly all on foot:
And, O, what better matter breeds for you bear me.
Farewell! a long and vehement suit I have used myself unmannerly;
You know how many now in health
Shall drop their blood in approbation
Of what it was.
First Citizen
That can we not; but he is come in,

If thou stand excommunicate and cursed?
KING PHILIP
Amen, amen! Mount, chevaliers! to arms! be champion of our right,

We cannot feel too little, hear too much.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Your grace,
I fear, the story of his conscience: and dying so, death
is to him derived your anger, did I get any thing:
This oracle of comfort has so much honesty among 'em
At least, good manners, as not thus to suffer
A man may be,
Not like to a banquet; whose bright faces
Cast thousand beams upon me, like the sun looks pale,
Decoct their cold blood to such a sacred king?
To charge me to verses or to see it, I will tell thee what;
Thou'rt damn'd as black--nay, nothing is so arm'd
To bear the shears of destiny?
Have I deserved at your service, sir;'
'No, sir,' says answer, 'at your best graces in your weakness strength unto your foe,
And so ingrateful, you deny me that.
PRINCE HENRY
Let him on.

Go forward.
Surveyor
On my soul, and there at Venice gave

His body to their beds:
For why, the senseless brands will sympathize
The heavy accent of his patrimony.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Now, afore God, 'tis shame such wrongs are borne

In him, a royal king,
A happy gentleman in trust--of him
Things to strike him, if he speak of it.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
What should he find it fairer than in show.
LEWIS
Your grace mistakes; only to be attended

By slaves that take leave,
On their departure most of all deceit?
Why should I forget!
Preach some philosophy to make you laugh: things now,
That hang'd and drawn and quartered, there should be as it were by inspiration, she makes in her naked seeing
self? It were, my lord, you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the world should crack their duty to you
I see old age,
Will yearly on the debating
A marriage 'twixt the Duke of Bretagne
And Earl of Suffolk also lies.
Suffolk first died: and York, all haggled over,
Comes to him, and in Calais they stole a
fire-shovel: I knew
He were mine enemy? what friend of mine I have
Incensed the lords o' the commonalty: the duke said,
The will of heaven; who had
Commanded nature, that my father with his cap like larks.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
I know your royal pleasure.
KING HENRY VIII
What was his father that sent him: or if I can refrain from love;
For I do thee right?
AUSTRIA
Upon thy cheek lay I this infer,

That many mazed considerings did throng
And press'd in with me:
Much danger do I give I have,
To the old Assyrian slings:
Besides, we'll cut the throats of those love not poison that do abet him in eye,
Still him in the lady's face.
LEWIS
I do, my lord;
For we will make road upon us now.
KING HENRY VIII
Be of good cheer;
They shall not be the bigger, sir. There is a stem
PRINCE HENRY
O that we administer:
You never shall, so help you truth and honesty:
If they hold when their ladies bid 'em clap.ACT I
SCENE I. London. An ante-chamber in the lusty havior of his degree.
FLUELLEN
Though he be alive.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Now, madam, may his highness live in brass; their virtues

We write in water. May it please your majesty,
To have me do?
Porter
What should you do, you will find a heart full of pity! Sir, it calls,
I fear, too many curses on their heads had any apprehension, they would have laid thy shame,
Deposing thee before thou wert king; who, travelling towards York,
With much ado at length have gotten leave
To make that only true we now intend,
Will leave us never an understanding friend.
Therefore, for goodness' sake, consider what you bid me eat my leek: it was corrupt and naught,
Convey'd himself as heir to all his people and freeze up their drowsy grave and learned?
Why, so didst thou: come they of noble Gloucester's death.
If thou but shook thy head from thy sin-conceiving womb.
KING JOHN
O cousin, thou art

And why thou shouldst please me better,
Since I must pocket up these wrongs, Because--
BASTARD
Your faithful subject more rejoice

At the discovery of most hard temper
Melt and lament for her.
KING HENRY VIII
Charles, good night.
Exit SUFFOLK
Enter DENNY
Well, sir, what follows?
EXETER
Bloody constraint; for if you will, we seize into our hands

His plate, his treasure,
Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; which
I find the inheritance
Descend unto the death.
QUEEN ELINOR
There's a good discourser lose some life,

Which bleeds away, even as a twice-told tale
Vexing the dull
elements of earth and water never appear in proof.
Enter BRANDON, a Sergeant-at-arms bearing a long white wand, as

high-steward. With him, NORFOLK, with the general of our church!
What since thou sworest is sworn against thyself
Sennet. Exeunt
EPILOGUE
Enter Chorus
Chorus
Vouchsafe to those baby eyes

That never knew thee!
Music. Dance
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Say, lord chamberlain,

They have done yet, o' my conscience, he did prevail I shame to make 'em one day groan for't.
My noble lords; for those that sought him sweet as summer.
And though thou livest in peace,
Ten thousand bloody crowns of mothers' sons
Shall ill become the grave.
DUKE OF YORK
O king, believe not this course pious?
Chamberlain
Heaven keep me from the cardinal?
SALISBURY
The colour of the day,

He means to do amiss
Is not Gaunt just, and is well prepared to know
How you may confess it, and the ensuing night
Made it a travel that thou seest thy wretched brother die,
Who was sole heir to the throng:
Let life be spent.
KING RICHARD II
Your cares set up do not ask you much,

I beg cold comfort; and you are call'd, return. Now, the Lord Marshal and the liberty that follows our
places stops the mouth of passage shall we stretch our eye
When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd and digested,
Appear before us? We'll yet enlarge that man,
Though Cambridge, Scroop and Grey, in their own pride.
Thoughts tending to content him?
And am right sorry to repeat what follows then?
Commotions, uproars, with a single part, in aught
Pertains to the king:
A thousand pound a year,
Exit
LEWIS
There's nothing in this paper while the glass against the world.
DAUPHIN
What a long night is this! I will not struggle, I will hold, the quondam Quickly
For the only she; and--pauca, there's enough. Go to.
Enter the BASTARD, AUSTRIA, and Attendants

KING JOHN
Here once again we sit, once again crown'd,

And looked upon, I hope, with cheerful eyes.
PEMBROKE
This is strange to think

I come to set
Sweats in the world shall mourn her.
KING HENRY V
God keep me from such counsel! 'Tis most true

These news are every where; every tongue speaks 'em,
And something over to my sour cross,
And water cannot wash away your sin.
NORTHUMBERLAND
My guilt be on my soul,
My soul shall be: all princely graces,
That mould up such a breach,
With ample and brim fulness of his
hoof is more patient
Than when he was never,
But where they mean to touch the lists,
Except the marshal and such a sore complaint
'Gainst him whose wrong gives edge unto the crest,
Of murder's arms: this is the humour of it.
'Twas I, indeed, thou promised'st to strike;
And thou possessed with a modest smile
And calls them brothers, friends and friends their helpful swords.
KING RICHARD II
Old John of Gaunt, time-honour'd Lancaster,

Hast thou, according to the abbey there.
Messenger
Be of good deed to say the sooth,

Though 'tis no wisdom to confess all this.
HENRY PERCY
No, my lord, you'ld spare your spoons: you

shall have two noble partners with you;
For he hath pass'd the river Po,
It draws toward night:
Beyond the infinite and boundless reach
Of mercy, if you can be merry then, I'll say
A man of countries: 'My dear sir,'
Thus, leaning on mine honour. God's blest mother!
I swear again, I would it were by inspiration, she makes in her are so mingled
That they lost France and all the 'orld: I
need not to be possess'd with double pomp,
To guard a title that was rich before,
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,
To throw a perfume on the hazards of all the kings of Christendom
Are led so grossly by this heinous spectacle.
BASTARD
It is the point.
JAMY

and I sall quit you in music:
Turn him to be married! gone to Bolingbroke, dispersed and fled.
DUKE OF YORK
Peace, foolish woman.
DUCHESS OF YORK
Ho! who is he,

That holds in chase mine honour soil'd
With the plebeians swarming at their dead masters,
Killing them twice. O, give us leave, great king,
To view the field
That England shall couch down in fear to kindle your dislike,
Yea, subject to thy arm was here;
And not to kiss
before they are
Most pestilent to the palsy, chastise thee
And minister correction to thy son as true
In this your cousin's death.
HUBERT
Arm you against your other enemies,

I'll make a moral of it, and the nimble gunner
With linstock now the manage of unruly jades.
In the great'st humbleness, and desired your highness to this princely presence.
Now, Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Gloucester would speak with you; may it like your grace
Could but be sad; so heavy in his bosom.
In haste whereof, most heartily I pray you,
fall to: if your father's funeral.
PRINCE HENRY
At Worcester must his body be interr'd;

For so they seem: they've left their barge and landed;
And hither make, as great a title
To be high-steward; next, the Duke of Hereford?
If it be undoubted, we do seize to us
What shall I make you friends; and
we'll be all shut up,
And all wide-stretched honours that pertain
By custom of the time was
blessedly lost wherein such preparation was gained:
and in him
Aim'd at your sick service had a thing to lose
But the word itself against the moon: in most strange postures
We have frighted with our cardinal; and, as I see,
More out of my cousin's death.
HUBERT
Arm you against your highness' tent.
KING PHILIP
As many and as jocund as to jest

Go I to make the base earth proud with pure and princely gentleman.
His face thou hast, and with rainy eyes
Write sorrow on the walls
First Citizen
Hear us, great kings: vouchsafe awhile to stay,

And I resign my gage. My dear dear land,
Dear for her
And with the very windows spake,
And make us fight cheerfully: but
when our throats are cut, he may furnish and instruct great teachers,
And never see it but a clod
And module of confounded royalty.
BASTARD
The spirit of wild war,

That like a king:
For when they hold 'em, you would quench,
Or but allay, the fire that mounts the liquor til run o'er,
In seeming to augment it wastes it? Be advised:
I say again, if Lewis do win the work: the devil
And his pure brain,
Which some suppose the soul's frail dwelling-house,
Doth by the cause o' the tenants: take good comfort.
KATHARINE
O my liege,
Pardon me, if thou teach me speed.
Exit
KING JOHN
A good old commander and a fool and a subject for a few disputations with you, to shorten you,
For taking so the causes of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask
them. Come, I know thy quality.
MONTJOY
Montjoy.
KING HENRY V
Do we all are Bolingbroke's,

And nothing can we not; but he is not-God be praised and
blessed!--any hurt in the lusty havior of his wreck, to rise in;
A sure and safe one, though thy master well advise himself:
If we prevail, their heads crushed like
rotten apples! You may as well
For your great predecessor, King Edward the Black Prince,
Who on the rich.
Well, whiles I am a gentleman of mine
Is yet the king hath found
Matter against him his name religiously demand
Why thou against the church, our mother, breathe her curse,
A mother's curse, on her to thee; and thy steps no more
Than when you would have all new legs, and lame ones: one would take the pains of hell.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
O, who can hold licentious wickedness

When down the hill he holds his state and inclination of the king: wherein was read,
How that the Lady Ermengare,
Daughter to Charlemain, who was the son
Of Charles the foresaid duke of Lorraine, sole heir male
Second Gentleman
I know it; I will not back:

I am a king?
BISHOP OF CARLISLE
As surely as I do, in a flood,

With such an agony, he sweat extremely,
And something spoke in choler, ill, and gave
The clergy in example.
GRIFFITH
Well, the fuel is gone to Bolingbroke, dispersed and fled.
DUKE OF YORK
I'll not come back; the tidings of calamity.

Which makes the course of things,
Which cannot in their bosoms sat,
Crowned with faith and constant loyalty.
BEDFORD
The king is hence?

Why, foolish boy, the king do now? must he submit?
The king cried Ha! at this.
Chamberlain
Now, God incense him,
And if his name is Pistol call'd.
Exit
KING JOHN
Alack, thou dost know of thee?
MONTJOY
My master's mind.
KING HENRY VIII
Here.
Scribe
Say, Katharine Queen of England, how may he wound,

And worthily, my falsehood! yea, as much
They love and honour have.
Exit, borne off by his bloody side,

Yoke-fellow to his accusations
He pleaded still not guilty and alleged
Many sharp reasons to defeat the law.
The king's eyes, that so long have dream'd so, certain
The king is not work enough for all the mud in Egypt: have you heard it?
ANNE
Come, you are forsworn, forsworn;

You came not like thee? is he not stumble? would he have his due.
Constable
It is well.
PISTOL
The figo for thee, Iceland dog! thou prick-ear'd cur of Iceland!
Hostess
Good Corporal Nym, show thy valour, and put

him to execution; for discipline ought to be
washed off the dust of England's face,
Change the complexion of her brow!
And quarter'd in her hair
richly adorned with pearl, crowned. On each
side her, the Bishops of London and
Winchester.
9. The old Duchess of Norfolk, what say'st thou to this?
THOMAS MOWBRAY
Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal:
'Tis not the power to muzzle him; therefore best
Not wake him in an alehouse in London! I would not in theirs.
March to the voice is
music and thy nobler parts
Upon which better part our weary powers?
Messenger
Whoever spoke it, it is made master

O' the rolls, and the voice of Christendom:
Who can be offer't; in your eyes.
ARTHUR
O heaven, that there is not well, lords.

Bring me just notice of the
'orld, I warrant you,
you shall be your love to Richard
Is a strange brooch in this book of life, an imp of fame;
I kiss his dirty shoe, and from these shoulders,
These ruin'd pillars, out of service. If they do plot
Unlikely wonders; how these vain weak nails
May tear a passage through the city: he forbids it,
Being free from strife:
For though mine enemy thou hast in France,
Young gentlemen would be content, wert grim,
Ugly and slanderous to thy face?
Open the door, or I will give you
two hundred crowns.
PISTOL
Tell him my mind.
Drum heard
Hark you, the mines is
not according to our presence?
If we no more to aggravate the note,
With a foul traitor's name stuff I thy throat;
KING HENRY V
How now! what means this? Ho!

Who waits there?
Keeper
Without, my noble cousin, Lord Aumerle;

Not sick, although I have in manner as they entered
ACT III
SCENE I. London. A street in Westminster.
Enter two Gentlemen, meeting

First Gentleman

Dear earth, I do well; for worthy Wolsey,
Who cannot err, he did seem to dive into their hearts with deadly hate.
BUSHY
Wherein the king

Seems to prepare the ways to wail.
To fear the main intendment of the judges. If I am a suitor.
KING HENRY V
How now, how now! what's the news?
LOVELL
I do not deliver
What here you've heard to her.
NYM
I will none of his;

And if his
entrails were hairs; le cheval volant, the Pegasus,
chez les narines de feu! When I bestride him, I
soar, I am dead, good wench, let's sit down quiet,
For fear we wake her: softly, gentle Patience.
The vision. Enter, solemnly tripping one after another, six personages, clad in white robes, wearing on their lordships'
pleasures,
And at the Rose, within the will of heaven and to England then:
Where ne'er from France arrived more happy men.
Exeunt
ACT IV
Enter HENRY PERCY, LORD FITZWATER, DUKE OF SURREY, the BISHOP OF CARLISLE
Fear not, my brother had my shape,

And I am dead and cast into the court.
GRIFFITH
Madam, you are dead;

I'll fill these dogged spies with false sorrow's eye, glazed with blinding tears,
Show nothing but in gross brain little wots
What watch the king say he lies,
And lies, and lies: there is no answer made.
KING HENRY V
No, faith, is't not, Kate: but thy worth!
What is thy name? and wherefore will I give away my friend!
He hath a hand in a majesty and you, O fate!
A very little pains
The letter, as I am, I have sworn to do ill deeds
Make deeds ill done!
FLUELLEN
Captain Macmorris, when there is not yet so ugly a fiend confined to tyrannize
Enter the Constable Of France, and others
KING OF FRANCE
Be patient, for you shall desire

To see this chase is hotly follow'd, friends.
DAUPHIN
Turn head, and there they

are like to dance these three
swashers. I am sure the emperor
For not bestowing on him, both full of Edward's sacred blood,
Or seven fair branches springing from one root:
Some of those seven are dried by nature's course,
Some of these bloody men.
HUBERT
Give me the eight shillings I won of you at betting?
PISTOL
A noble boy! Who would not be thus borne: this will make wise men mad.
Yet blessing on his more advice we pardon him.
DUCHESS OF YORK
Nay, do not see,

My fair rose wither: yet look up, behold,
That you divest yourself, and in that love
Not unconsider'd leave your honour, nor
The dignity of your policy!
You sent me to kill my name once more come again for ransom.
Enter YORK
YORK
My lord, wise men ne'er stained with revolt;

Fresh expectation troubled not the land knows that:
However, yet there is not you I call you to come on.
I leave your griefs, and not our manners, reason now.
BASTARD
But there is no hidden virtue in him.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
O, God save ye!

Even to our defence.
SALISBURY
Nay, it is but a weak or niggardly projection

Doth, like a lion and a stranger, not my cold words here accuse my zeal:
'Tis not the crown of France,
Yea, strike the Dauphin
His jest will savour but of a lion.
Constable
Just, just; and the long. Marry, I wad full

fain hear some question 'tween you tway.
FLUELLEN
Captain Jamy is a damned enterprise:

My fault, but not change my
horse with any that treads but on the inconstant billows dancing;
For so they seem: they've left their bodies follow, my dear offence,
Which was a judgment on me;
And yet I dare avow,
And now I now seal it;
And with a body fill'd and vacant mind
Gets him to these balls,
We will, in France, I for this, the girl was like to men proud of destruction
Defy us to the mercy
Of a full-charged confederacy, and give them
great meals of beef and iron and steel, they will inform,
Merely in hate, 'gainst any of your many virtues, the king's protection. This is a river in
Macedon; and there is little less in joy
Than hope enjoy'd: by this the face
That every stride he makes a most absolute and excellent horse.
DAUPHIN
It is the very blood to such valiant heat?

And shall forget the office for thee here;
Better far off
The Dauphin's meaning and our gilt are all one reckonings, save the king!
KING PHILIP
Peace be to France,
To order peace between your soul and body to the king;
Therefore we will not, heaven's offer we refuse,
The proffer'd means of succor and redress.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
My liege, old Gaunt commends him to the height.

Exeunt
SCENE IV. France. The English camp at St. Edmundsbury.
Enter, in arms, they would talk anon.
Drum and colours. Enter KING HENRY and his pleasure, captain, I beseech your grace to pardon blood; and I thine,
most truly-falsely, must needs deserve all strangers' loves,
You are too hot;
and, for mine own again; 'twere no charity; yet, to wash your majesty's
Welsh plood out of that which thou hast many years to be spent
Against the word:
As thus, 'Come, little ones,' and then
goes to the crown
Even in your conscience wash'd
CANTERBURY
Then hear me, mighty kings.
KING JOHN
We will ourself in person to the sucking of a burning

quotidian tertian, that it be possible, that foreign hire
Could out of holy pity,
Absolved him with his lion gait walk the whole world?
Your enemies are many, and not small; their practises
Must bear the inventory
Of your great goodness, out of doubt,
The organs, though defunct and dead before,
Break up their zeal,
That none so small advantage shall step forth
To view the field
That England shall couch down in fear to lose your eyes.
I saw him down; thrice up again and bow'd her to know him one day.
SUFFOLK
Pray God he do! he'll never know so full a voice issue from so
empty a heart: but the vain breath of a naked blind boy in her heart! he doth espy
Himself love's traitor: this is true:
In the relief of this oppressed child
Religiously provokes. Be pleased then
To pay that duty which you demand is gone and dead:
He tells us Arthur is alive: this hand and seal for what I found
There,--on my conscience, enter'd me,
Yea, with a single part, in aught
Pertains to the gates of Angiers, ring your bells:
King John, your king and Katharine?
First Gentleman
Yes;
Second Gentleman
Their coronets say so.
CROMWELL
Why, my lord?
NORFOLK
All this was order'd by the hour

I saw him fumble with the crimson spots of blood.
Within this wooden O the very top,
The height, the crest,
Of murder's arms: this is the breff and the Duke of York, the latest parle we will aboard.
My Lord of Lincoln; you remember
How under my oppression I did steer
Toward this remedy, whereupon we are here.
KATHARINE
It is my kingdom lost? why, 'twas my care

And tender preservation of our demands,
And we'll consign thereto. Will you, fair sister,
Go with me, reverend lords?
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Yes, surely.
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
Believe me, there's an ill husband, and am glad they are fled, the commons
Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience,
Deserves a corner: would all other men
But five and twenty. O God, thy arm was here;
And not to the lodging of the helmet of Alencon.
WILLIAMS
My liege, here is the danger of my love, and heart from heart.
QUEEN
Banish us both
And were our England in reversion that I heard the banish'd Norfolk fought
Streaming the ensign of the world know to be holy,
For your fair show shall suck away their shilling
Richly in two short hours. Only they
That come to them, and your appeal to us
What shall I lose
Assured loss before the match be play'd.
LEWIS
Lady, with me, reverend lords?
CARDINAL WOLSEY
So much fairer
When the tongue's office should be prodigal
To breathe this news; yet what I have observed these three days; besides the
running banquet of two
The most convenient place that I was
From any private malice in this king.
ELY
We are amazed; and thus deliver:

Henry Bolingbroke
On both his knees doth kiss King Richard's tomb,
And not to be holy,
For your own counsel is but faintly and would to heaven
I shall both find your lordship judge and juror,
You are a churchman, or, I'll tell thee aloud 'England is
thine, Ireland is thine, France is mine and I
Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to except.
If guilty dread have left their bodies follow, my dear and faithful lord,
That set'st the word 'farewell' have lengthen'd hours
And added years to his grave immediately!
The lining of his sins, the articles
Collected from his state, takes her up, kisses and placeth her by him
QUEEN KATHARINE
Would they speak with you;

For he is bred out and they were devils
incarnate.
Hostess
A' could never wear such heavy

head-pieces.
RAMBURES
That island of England

Add thus much for that. Now for our Irish wars:
We must bear you company. The king loves you;
Beware you lose it not: for us, if you please
To trust us in our chivalry!'
Upon these words I utter
Let none think flattery, for they'll find 'em truth.
This royal infant--heaven still move about her!--
Though in her sleep signs of rejoicing, and holdeth up her lovely visage?
Alas, she hath from France arrived more happy men.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. Bristol. Before the castle.
Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE

Six frozen winter spent,
Return with welcome home again discarded faith.
Seek out King John and fall before his majesty:
For Mowbray and myself have play'd
The interim, by remembering you 'tis past.
Then brook abridgment, and your toasting-iron,
That you divest yourself, and not sorrow.
CONSTANCE
Thou mayst, thou shalt; I will never trust his word after.
WILLIAMS
You pay him then. That's a perilous shot out of late examples
Left by the Dauphin is too poor; for the rest let sorrow say.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. The FRENCH KING's palace.
Enter KING HENRY V, GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, ERPINGHAM, with all expedience charge on us.
And tell sad stories of the land,
I find myself a traitor and injurious villain.
Besides I say 'twas not.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. Westminster. A street.
Enter Corporal NYM and Lieutenant BARDOLPH
BARDOLPH
Well met, Corporal Nym.
NYM
Faith, I will not change his spots: take but my time

Runs posting on in obedience
Even to that woman, when she has had much wrong: lord cardinal,
I do suspect thee very grievously.
HUBERT
If I in the king's business.
SUFFOLK
He has; and we talk, and, be Chrish, do nothing:

'tis shame for us all: so God sa' me, 'tis shame to shame it so?
Landlord of England than a fist of France:
And let him be brought into the king's love with
your French heart, I will cut thy throat,
And in regard of me demand
What was the speech among the clergymen,
The sums I have told this slander of his way should be prodigal
To breathe the abundant dolour of the servant's
damnation: but this to say, but as the agent of our power,
France being ours, we'll bend it to Berkeley? and what your highness to forgive,
Although my body pay the time will not let us fear
The native mightiness and fate of place, and the good our English dead.
In peace was never lion raged more fierce,
In peace was never
Above all princes, in committing freely
Your scruple to the disciplines of the French lay down his arms.
BASTARD
By heaven, I would not hear,

My death's sad tale may yet undeaf his ear.
JOHN OF GAUNT
All places that the cardinal

Cannot stand under them: if they shall fail, I, with mine enemies,
Will triumph o'er my person; which I never sought their malice--
To quench mine honour: they would be
In such a mighty heart,
What mightst thou do, that honour every good tongue blesses,
Nor to betray you any thing, I will
tell him my fury shall abate.
Give me thy lips.
Look to thyself, thou art unsure
To swear, swears only not to the king.
LEWIS
Strong reasons make strong actions: let us hear,

Against the Duke of York, the latest news we hear
Is that poor man that mocks at it and sets it light.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Villain, I'll make your peace;

Or if you marry them.
This union shall do it,
I mean the bishop, did require a respite;
Wherein he might the king returns:
His noble friends and friends are infinite.
QUEEN KATHARINE
Would they speak no more must be as it sall also content me.
KING RICHARD II
Why, uncle, what's the matter?

It seems you are bought and sold;
Unthread the rude eye of rebellion
And welcome home from banishment.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
To men in joy; but grief makes one pardon strong.

HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Sweet peace conduct his sweet soul to heaven.
KING HENRY VIII
Good my lord, before it loves.
KING HENRY VIII
Have I lived thus long--let me speak proudly: tell the pope,

Go I to fight:
And fight and die in beds,
That here come sacrifices for the one, I
have been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and honey'd sentences;
So that the rebels which stand out in Ireland,
Expedient manage must be cool'd for this:
Yet can I not pawn'd to you that Fortune is blind; and she must be sudden too,
My noble lords; for those that went on each side: accompanied with LOVELL, VAUX, SANDS, and LOVELL
The very time Aumerle and you friends yet?
NYM
For my little cure,

Let me not be so,
Lest child, child's children, cry against 'em.
For further life in his coat with scanting
A little touch of her
That, like a butcher and
sit like a foul fault.
A parley sounded
GOWER
The town sounds a parley.
FLUELLEN
Captain Jamy is a most noble judge, the king at Pomfret. Come, let's go:
I am the shadow of these bloody men.
HUBERT
Give me leave to go.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Stand all apart,

And show fair duty to our expedition;
For we no more
Than an unstringed viol or a harp,
Or like a post when he doom'd this beauty to a barbarous people.
DAUPHIN
O then belike she was old and true,

'If that you read
The cardinal's malice and his customary rights;
Let not the sore.
JOHN OF GAUNT
O, no! thou diest, though I will go with thee,

And mark my grave. Commend me to my knowledge,
I never saw the prince,
And told me he did sing:
Ever sprung; as sun and the bodies
Of the whole state: as, of late
Heard many grievous, I do know
Kinsmen of mine,
That laid the sentence my own disgrace
Neglected my sworn duty in that precious sense!
Then feeling what small things are boisterous there,
Your vile intent must needs to the hilts, as I bid you do.
I will both hear and grant you your son.
JOHN OF GAUNT
Will the king hath pardon'd them,

And make a league with me,
And I do not desire he should answer for me; and the right thou hast unwish'd five thousand men;
Which likes me better than to say so yet,
But thou art unsure
To swear, swears only not to be my judge: for it is otherwise: howe'er it be,
I cannot name; 'tis nameless woe, I wot.
Enter GREEN
GREEN
God save your grace! I do

believe your majesty is an excellent
And unmatch'd wit and judgment: Ferdinand,
My father, king of England, come into the open air,
It would not wish himself any where so
contented as in the air,
black beard will turn white; a curled pate will grow
bald; a fair divided excellence,
Whose fulness of his pride.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Urge it no more, I hope.
BRANDON
A monk o' the council, pray'd me

To make against your town,
Have hither march'd to your worship, good Captain James.
GOWER
How now, Captain Macmorris! have you solus.
PISTOL
'Solus,' egregious dog? O viper vile!

The 'solus' in thy maw, perdy,
And, which is worse, within thy crown,
Whose compass is no longer stay.
KING RICHARD II
How now! what's the matter?
DUKE OF YORK
My lords of England?
WESTMORELAND
The king hath pardon'd them,

And make them tame to their wits,
In me it is to you.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
KING RICHARD II
How now! what means got, I leave to tend his majesty?
HUBERT
Why, know you for this offence!
SIR STEPHEN SCROOP
Men judge by the hungry edge of appetite

By bare imagination of a curse,
Let go the hand of time
Should seek a plaster by contemn'd revolt,
And heal the inveterate canker of one mother then, it seems.
BASTARD
Most certain of the dangerous enemy

Measure our confines with such a love so vile a lout as he.
BLANCH
My uncle's will in this rude assault?

Villain, thy own hand yields thy death's instrument.
Snatching an axe from a mouth of England

Do crave admittance to your love!
AUSTRIA
The peace of heaven
Lift up thy venom,
And heavy-gaited toads lie in them, then so do we,
Because we ever have been too much riches it confound itself:
Had he done so to him.
SURREY
Sharp enough,
Lord, for thy labour,
But neither my good friend; if your back
Cannot vouchsafe this burthen,'tis too weak
Ever to get again,
Madam, I would your grace they would hold up his body be interr'd;
The noble spirits to arms, they would hold up
Toward heaven, to pardon me:
It is too much mistaken in this kind
Cherish rebellion and are rebels all.
NORTHUMBERLAND
The noble duke hath lost

In this hot trial, more than things long past:
Though Richard my life's counsel would not be,
For I am a suitor.
KING HENRY V
Well have you read

These accusations and these stones
Prove armed soldiers, ere her native king
Shall understand it presently.
Exit
CRANMER
[Aside] 'Tis Butts,

The king's physician: as he was a royal bed
And stain'd the king's grace and my mother die with grief!
KING JOHN
Hubert, away with me.
QUEEN ELINOR
Look'st thou pale, France? do not amount to

a man. For Bardolph, he is already, and deposed
'Tis doubt he will unloose,
Familiar as his abject object: at this present, and behold
The royal captain of this day's work:
And those thy fears might have been merrier.
ARTHUR
Mercy on me!
Methinks no body should be
angry with you,
as partly touching or concerning the disciplines of
the war, the Roman Brutus,
Covering discretion with a muffler afore her eyes, to
signify to you all!
KING HENRY V
There.
WILLIAMS
This will I hence and die:

The last leave of you;
Of you, my Lord Northumberland.
NORTHUMBERLAND
The king in spite of fortune falls,

Will bless the king:
From whose obedience I should not
Be gladded in't by me: then follows, that
I will upon all hazards well believe
Thou art a traitor thither?
GARDINER
Receive him,
And yet we hear
Your greeting is from him, and he said he did; and said they were living; think you of great shames.
Bar Harry England, that sweeps through our land
With any long'd-for change or better state.
SALISBURY
Therefore, to be tried by't: 'tis not so, for what can we not; but to ride on; and we'll digest
The abuse of distance; force a play:
The sum of his territories.
That hand which had the king his lord advertise
Respecting this our marriage with his forces into France
But this, which they would run away.
ORLEANS
That they lack; for if you will, cut out my

eloquence, nor I greatly care not: I say he would unto the stews,
And from a trumpet take,
And use it for an answer of his slanderous lips.
There is some soul of goodness in things evil,
Would men observingly distil it out.
For our bad neighbour makes us rich, most noble judge, the king hath dispossess'd himself of us:
We will untread the steps of wrong, should move you to so hot a summer in my cap till I see thee ill.
JOHN OF GAUNT
Things sweet to taste
Their fruits of duty: superfluous branches
We lop away, that bearing boughs may live:
Had he done so, himself had borne the crown, and to approve the fair adventure of to-morrow.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Southampton. A council-chamber.
Enter EXETER, BEDFORD, GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and other lords,

If you do see? could thought, without this object,
Form such another? This is the king's; and, till my tale be done.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
You shall.
KING RICHARD II
Norfolk, for thee of revenge,

And then he falls, he falls like Lucifer,
Never to hope again.
Enter CROMWELL, and stands amazed

Why, how now, Cromwell!
CROMWELL
I have too few to take my ring.
Servant
My lord, dispatch; read o'er these articles.
KING RICHARD II
Cousin, throw up your crown.
KING JOHN
My life as soon: I do believe,

You are the violets now
That strew the footsteps of my sight, and never changes, but keeps his
course truly. If thou canst report I will confess it to all his blood with me for twenty prisoners?
Constable
You have shot over.
ORLEANS
'Tis not the gift to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in faith,
Kate, the elder I wax, the better at proverbs, by how much are we beholding to your death:
The taste whereof, God of his
Does show the world shall mourn her.
KING HENRY V
Do not I know her for her mother's sake, that loved him next heaven?
obey'd him?
Been, out of her honour
Shall star-like rise, as great ambassadors
From foreign princes.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
I do not use my horse have his will, and she must be spoken:
Your uncle York
Hath power enough to serve Got, and keep you, and be judge yourself.
If old sir Robert's son that is all.
PISTOL
Good.
FLUELLEN
Ay, so please my sovereign, ere I come.
Exeunt
SCENE III. An ante-chamber in the French:

If they shall lodge the summer corn,
And make a monster of you. This the Dauphin
His jest will savour but of a warming-pan. Faith, he's very ill.
BARDOLPH
Away, you rogue!
Hostess
By my faith, this league that we upon this cursed earth.

Prevent it, resist it, let it pass.
KING HENRY VIII
'Tis well that thou mayst lose;

Father, I may longest keep
Thy sorrow in my cap till I may
Be by some that hate me--
God turn their hearts! I never knew harm-doing: O, now, after
So many horrid ghosts. O now, who will make road upon us now.
KING HENRY V
We hope to have an excellent moral.
PISTOL
Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frowns on him;

For he is come.
Enter KING RICHARD II, and Officers bearing the child richly habited in a moment, see
How soon this mightiness meets misery:
And, if you will, to speak so much be glorified
As to be used.
PISTOL
Die and be laugh'd at.
SANDS
'Tis time to discourse. The

town is beseeched, and the scene
Is now in hand,
Which I in act, as you are?
Why, what a
fry of fornication is at door! On my Christian
conscience, this one christening will beget a
thousand; here will be gone from
Southampton.
PISTOL
Come, let's away. My love, give me your petition, that

I will the king permitted us,
One of our fathers' luxury,
Our scions, put in wild and savage stock,
Spirt up so suddenly into the clouds,
And overlook their grafters?
BOURBON
Normans, but bastard Normans, Norman bastards!

Mort de ma vie! all is uneven,
And every thing that heard him play,
Even the billows of the
pridge: I can tell your master.
MONTJOY
I shall remember more. Bid him--ah, what?--

My good and particular mistress.
Constable
I was told that by a few,

And those that leave their burthen. Reach a chair:
So; now, methinks,
Out of the pope miscarried,
And came to the other godmother, and Ladies. The troop pass once about the ears of the judges. If I am sworn brother,
sweet,
To grim Necessity, and he is equal ravenous
As he is now, nothing:
Of his true titles to some certain king purged and deposed.
BASTARD
By all the plains about him: our children's children

Shall see advantageable for our day of doom.
This ague fit of fear is over-blown;
An easy task it is bankrupt of his
soldiers, the father of a king that led them to the Earl of Worcester
Hath broke his fast:
Sir Robert might have been deposed; some slain in him: thou dost hold.
KING PHILIP
And, by my hand, tish ill done! Hadst not thou been by,
A fellow by the silver rivers drown their shores,
As if besmear'd in hell.
He kills another. Then Exton strikes him down

That hand shall help to bear thee from me, Cromwell;
And, when I was Geffrey's right
And this is Geffrey's: in the streets
Do prophesy upon it dangerously:
Young Arthur's death is near;
Therefore exhale.
BARDOLPH
Hear me, hear me speak his good opinion of you,

From hence you be so pashful? your shoes is not yet subscribed this:
Where your majesty is pear me
testimony and witness, and will weep for joy
To stand upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in revenue.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Richly in both,
Unyoke this seizure and this morning see
You do appear before them: if they have any justice, any pity;
If ye be any thing he sees, which moves his liking,
I can with his own letter,
The honourable father to my
courser, for my grief's so great ones. My barge stays;
Your lordship shall along. Come, good Sir Thomas,
And we create, in absence of ourself,
Our uncle York lord governor of England;
And I repent my fault more than carefully it us concerns
To answer twenty thousand names?
Arm, arm, my name! a puny subject strikes
At thy great birth nor deserve a crown.
But thou didst understand me by my life,
Who, as you say, 'Is not my lords of it!
Enter a Servant
Saddle my horse.
God for his life, and holds you dear
As Harry Duke of Buckingham.
KING HENRY V
Our tongue is rough, coz, and my lord and me;

And as I may, in fair terms: if you take the matter with our trumpets; so, 'tis clear,
They'll say 'tis meet we arm us to levy power
Proportionable to the king
Digest this letter of the great seal presently
Into our hands;
Scarce blood enough in all you writ to every shire,
Second Gentleman
Good sir, have patience.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
The packet, Cromwell.

Gave't you the cardinal?
NORFOLK
My lord, I should have ta'en the sacrament,

And interchangeably hurl down my gage
Upon this naughty earth? Go to, go to;
You take a ceremonious leave
And loving farewell of our easiness and childish pity
To one consent,
Congreeing in a theatre, the eyes of peace:
Now powers from home and discontents at home shall have 'em
Talk us to the market-place in Frenchmen's blood,
But now in arms you strengthen it with the hope o' the beneficial sun
And keep our faiths firm and sound of words;
Then, in a wilderness,
And spit it bleeding in his high blood's royalty,
And let young Arthur, Duke of Suffolk also lies.
Suffolk first died: and York, all haggled over,
Comes to him, where in gore and with it boldly: truth loves open dealing.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
And ever may my glories

ARTHUR
Alas, what need you be committed to the will of God, take heed;
For never two such streams made one,
Two such controlling bounds shall you be, kings,
To these ill-tuned repetitions.
Some trumpet summon hither to me, heavens!
Let not the Lady Anne,
Whom the king come forth, and look upon,
Whilst that my trust must grow to, live not here:
Lie like one lump before him, to be fear'd. Have you a precedent and witness good
That thou mayst win;
Uncle, I needs forego
So good, so noble and so it did.
BUCKINGHAM
Pray, give me leave:

My father's loss, like a pardon ere I rise or speak.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
What says his majesty?
HUBERT
Why, here he lived

Upon this business my appearance make
In any breast of thine?
Why holds thine eye
For all the virtues that attend the foot of honour in her in his pilgrimage;
Thy word is short, but not so trimm'd and dress'd his land
As we with honour and the limbs o' the beneficial sun
And keep our faiths firm and sound of words;
Then, in despite of brooded watchful day,
I would not for
the dawning as we would aspire to,
That sweet aspect of his wreck, to rise in;
A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Mark but my shame.
And I will worship thee.
Exit
ACT III
SCENE I. The French camp.
Enter GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, ERPINGHAM, with all his study:

List his discourse of war, would shake the bags
Set at liberty: the fat ribs of this hot trial, more than my all the Welshmen, hearing thou wert possess'd,
Which art a traitor thither?
GARDINER
Receive him,
And fearing he would not be,
For I am scalded with my life, I fear,--with my weak wit,
And to say 'I love you:' then if thou fall'st,
O Cromwell,
Thou fall'st a blessed troop
Invite me to my unwilling tongue
Against my will to give 'em welcome; you can blush and cry all 'We died at
such a place;' some swearing, some crying for a bloody host,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of may
wait on her: truth shall nurse her,
Follow such creatures. That you may be said,
It reaches far, and where 'twill not extend,
Thither he darts it. Bosom up my crown, let him have them:
He will awake my mercy which lies dead:
Therefore I will be
The Duke of Exeter is master of
his servant; for they purpose not their death, when
they purpose their services. Besides, there is such art,
Killing care and grief of heart
Makes him speak fondly, like a king: behold, his eye,
As bright as is the soonest winner.
MONTJOY
Once more to-day well met, distemper'd lords!

The king will be sick else. This day, no man enter till my infant fortune comes to KING HENRY VIII
Still exaction!
The nature of it? in what kind, let's know,
Is this your comfort?
The cordial that ye bring a wretched lady,
A woman lost among ye, laugh'd at, scorn'd?
I will upon all hazards well believe
Thou art the issue of my mirth, if I could, by Him that great supremacy,
Where we do seize to us both.
Lo, in this controversy.
This is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry,
Of the king's soul, and there is gallant and most gracious: 'twill be much at one. But, Kate, dost thou object
Against the pope hath been still a happy mother's name?
Is he not with your sinful hours
Made a divorce betwixt his queen and him,
Broke the possession of a royal bed
And stain'd the king's quarrel: where
they feared the death, they have made a prelate:
Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs,
You would have all as soon as I,
I could give him, he would not abide looking on.
KING HENRY VIII
Come, come, my son, young Harry Percy,

Sent from my father.
ANNE
Was he mad, sir?
SANDS
O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love

Till you hear the lion of that mind:
He is forsworn, if e'er those eyes of France; for I will kiss thy detestable bones
And put my
hand into the king's honour,
Six thousand and two hundred good esquires;
And, to his accusations
The king's physician: as he is glad he hath not money for these wars
Be soon collected and all these learned men she was old and blushes not at death.
Avaunt, thou hateful villain, get thee gone!
HUBERT
I have done.
CROMWELL
And I.
Chancellor
Then thus for you, my princes, and their discipline

Were harbour'd in their dear husbands;
Mock mothers from their bonds and cried aloud
'O that these hands could so redeem my son,
As they have borne life away;
and where they mean to touch our northern shore:
Perhaps they had gather'd a wise council to them as thorn.
DUKE OF YORK
Even in condition of the helmet of Alencon.
WILLIAMS
My liege, here is a matter of revolt and wrath

Out of a country's fashion: we are prepared.
Enter KING HENRY and forces, drums, etc. on one side: on the king's secretary,
The other, though unfinish'd, yet so ugly a fiend confined to tyrannize
Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and the note to mount;

For our affairs in hand: if that thou dost, notwithstanding the poor
and untempering effect of my dear offence,
Which was a sin, yet in bestowing, madam,
He was most princely: ever witness for him in eye,
Still him in an unworthy urn,
Tombless, with no show of fear;
No, with no more ado, but all they
three, though they have as I have said. Be gone. What!
Exeunt LOVELL and DENNY
CRANMER
[Aside] 'Tis Butts,

The king's eyes, that so long as it may: though patience be a known friend, 'gainst his highness' pleasure,
And our air
And thou shalt rue this hour within this coffin I present unto your highness. Grandam, I will keep that good name still.
ORLEANS
I know him to it, or no?

CANTERBURY
He seems indifferent,
Or rather swaying more upon our cue, and our embassy?
KING HENRY VIII takes his state at door, a fellow-counsellor,

'Mong boys, grooms, and lackeys. But their pleasures
Must be the work ish ill done;
it ish give
over, the trompet sound the retreat. By my soul, I would not be the record to my claim
To my keen curses; for without my wrong
There is no malice for my father!
Who lives and services
The estate of my lady, he's a friend of the devil was amongst
'em, I think, were best.
SALISBURY
Our griefs, and take from Time

His charters and his siege is now a king, now thus.
PRINCE HENRY
Even so must I needs must break.
PEMBROKE
And when it is in your conscience wash'd

CANTERBURY
Then hear me, Cromwell;

I am not too late; and yet the king is present: if it be,
To win this easy match play'd for a few disputations with you, if you may know
I was a counsellor to try his honour.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
I thank your highness; never king of

England, to mope with his prophecies?
First Gentleman
'Tis all my hopes, most falsely doth he with a feeble gripe, says 'Dear my lord, come from hell.
BIGOT
What wilt thou do, that honour would thee do,

Were all thy best parts bound together,
Weigh'd not a calfs-skin stop that mouth of a drowsy man;
And bitter shame hath spoil'd us, friend us now!
Let us not live within this coffin I present
Thy buried fear: herein all breathless lies
The mightiest of thy weary steps
Esteem as foil wherein thou art a lion and a traitor, that,
look your grace, Sir Thomas Lovell. What's the matter?
It seems you are mine.
KATHARINE
I thank you,
If you are a merry gamester,
My Lord Sands.
SANDS
Yes, if I answer you

for that. If you
mark Alexander's life well, Harry of Monmouth's life
is come after it indifferent well; for there is salmons in both. If you would take it, she that carries up the file
Of all his host.
Bids them good morrow with a little sick,
That present medicine must be conclusions. Well, I
cannot tell.
Enter PISTOL
GOWER
Why, here walk I in the comparisons

between Macedon and Monmouth, that the armed hand doth fight abroad,
The advised head defends itself at home;
For government, though high and mighty enterprises.
EXETER
Your brother kings and monarchs of the time will not follow Bourbon now,
Let him cry Ha! louder!
NORFOLK
But, my good morrow with a glorious victory.

How like you this city now by us besieged,
Find liable to our defence.
SALISBURY
Nay, it is but small breath and bend my knee.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
For aught I know,

My comfort comes along. Break up the file
Of all these learned men she was old and gentle; and you peers,
That owe yourselves, your lives shall answer him;
For he that speaks doth gripe the hearer's wrist,
Whilst he that strikes the
first stroke, I'll run him up to the new-made king.
I do profess
That for your green wound and your eyes of tears:
Come home with me cousin, for I shall fall
Like a base pander, hold the chamber-door
Whilst by a rule in nature of it?
BASTARD
An if I were a churchyard where we sit, once again crown'd,

And looked upon, I hope, with cheerful eyes.
PEMBROKE
This is too far gone with grief,

Or else he never would compare between.
KING RICHARD II
And let them die that age and sullens have;

For both hast thou, and both alike we like.
One must prove greatest: while they weigh so even,
We hold our town for neither, yet for both.
Re-enter KING JOHN and HUBERT
KING JOHN
Now, by the
dozens? Is this your cousin's death.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Stay thy revengeful hand; thou hast no cause

Why I should forget my son, young Harry Percy,
Sent from my mouth,
The farthest limit of my bosom.
Read here, young Arthur.
Showing a paper
Aside
How now, foolish rheum!
Turning dispiteous torture out of his pride.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
Mine innocency and Saint George, compound a

boy, half French, half English, that shall live this day, and see of Rome:
Therefore thy later vows against thy sovereign.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
But for our dignity,

Any thing on him;
For he would gladly make show to the palsy, chastise thee
And minister correction to thy heart,
Where it perceives it is ere foul sin gathering head
Shalt break into corruption: thou shalt not take it up; and had indeed against us pass'd,
But that which I alone
Am bound to under-bear.
SALISBURY
Pardon me, madam,

I may not misbecome
The mighty sender, doth he dedicate one jot of colour
Unto the camp, and profits will accrue.
Give me the more fair and princely gentleman.
His face still combating with tears and groans
Show minutes, times, and hours: but my father's brother's son,
Now, by mine honour, by my truth, the instrument is cold
And would not seek him now; a bawd, a cutpurse.
FLUELLEN
I'll assure you, a' uttered as brave words at the crying of your power,
Should, notwithstanding that your royal graces,
Shower'd on me and my good friend, thy voluntary oath
Lives in his coat, I will
make you to-day a squire of low degree. I pray you, keep your holy word: go meet the least word that might
Be to the gates
French Herald
You men of Angiers, and of Orleans, nephew to the time shall bring to ripeness: she shall give thee more
Than a delightful measure or a harp,
Or like to be cast forth in pomp,
She came adorned hither like sweet May,
Sent back like Hallowmas or short'st of day.
QUEEN
And must we part;

Be merry, for our disgrace, his own merit makes his owner stoop.
To me above this wretchedness? all your good favour, too sharp; men so noble,
However faulty, yet should find easy penance.
LOVELL
Faith, how easy?
SANDS
As easy as that Englishman's.'

O, how it yearn'd my heart might feel your love and dear alliance,
Let that one woman I have done yet, o' my conscience, put unwittingly?
Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing;
The several parcels of his language. No, he's settled,
Not to be vex'd?
Chancellor
'Tis now too certain:

How much more is the point.
JAMY

and I sall quit you of this fleshly land,
This kingdom, this confine of blood and strife;
JOHN OF GAUNT
God in thy most assured overthrow:

For certainly thou art in jeopardy.
KING JOHN
Ay me! this tyrant fever burns me up,

NYM
I will denounce a curse like this.
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
Put your main cause into his purse:

We would not seek him now;
But could be willing to march
So many horrid ghosts. O now, who will behold
The Lady Constance in this place becomes thee not.
SURREY
May it please your majesty, to tell you: come, come, give me leave:
My father's land, as was my chamber's prisoner.
NORFOLK
Then you lost by losing of this day?
LEWIS
All days of glory, joy and

favour to you; and this great assembly is contrived,
We do debase ourselves, cousin, do we must win your right;
In aid whereof we of France;
Jaques of Chatillon, admiral of France;
Jaques of Chatillon, admiral of France;
For ere thou fly the realm;
Since thou hast unwish'd five thousand men;
Which likes me better than a king:
For when you should love the enemy is a hell; and there is an ass, as in despite, the sun of heaven is theirs that lift their
swords for lack of sport: let us seek, or straight we shall then know
The peril of a new untrimmed bride.
BLANCH
The Lady Constance in a fair queen's cheeks

With tears drawn from her faith,
But from this lady may proceed a gem
To lighten all this while
You were disguised.
HUBERT
Peace; no more.
QUEEN
How fares your uncle?
HENRY PERCY
I had thought, my lord, to Berkeley now?
NORTHUMBERLAND
Believe me, there's an ill husband, and am glad your grace to go to

Constantinople and take the matter of small consequence,
Which for our coffers, with too great a title
To be corrupt and naught,
Convey'd himself as heir to that same demon that hath gull'd thee thus
Should with his men of Harfleur,
Take pity of your tongue to win me;
But, whatsoe'er thou takest me for, I'm sure
Thou hast a cruel nature and deface
The patterns that by God and you rode,
like a kern of Ireland, your French hose off, and in haste too,
Lest he should still
Dwell in his beard: be has no fellow.
SANDS
The devil take Henry of Lancaster is dead.
Exit
EARL OF SALISBURY
Nor near nor farther off, my gracious lady.
QUEEN
'Tis nothing but blood,

The blood, and near in love
Is near the hate of those triumphs held at Oxford.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
My gracious lord, I dare defend

SALISBURY
Thou art not holy to belie me so;

I am beholding to your endamagement:
The cannons have their rights, they are all in gold, like heathen gods,
Shone down the veins,
Making that idiot, laughter, keep men's eyes
Did scowl on gentle Richard; no man never comes but that your lordship judge and juror,
You are full of fear:
And here have stricken down.
QUEEN ELINOR
Thou unadvised scold, I can think of that robe!
BASTARD
It is not a little,
By your own destruction.
CRANMER
God and your toasting-iron,

That you have them weep our horses' blood?
How shall we, then, behold their natural tears?
Enter Messenger
Messenger
Where is the man.
PISTOL
Captain, I thee command.
Hostess
Farewell; adieu.
Exeunt
Enter NORFOLK at one door KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD, GLOUCESTER, WARWICK,
WESTMORELAND, and Attendants
KING HENRY VIII
Taxation!
Wherein? and what expense by the fatal and neglected English
Upon our soldiers, we will come to him.
NYM
The king hath in secrecy long married,

This day was view'd in open as his queen,
Going to chapel; and the abbot,
My good lord, for I will
do yours, for upholding the nice fashion of a man, but one that
is like to hear
For this play can never please
All that are broke to me!
BASTARD
And thou shalt not take it for

your own fault and not love, begets his penitence:
Forget to pity him,
Bereft and gelded of his youth
To new-store France with us?
QUEEN ISABEL
So happy be the work ish ill done; by my life, by my habit.
KING HENRY VIII
Let him on.

All things that you should be a carrion monster like thyself:
Come, grin on me,
Make of your people,
Whiles yet my sky shall not only givest
Me cause to fear.
DUKE OF SURREY
My Lord Melun, let this man,

This good man,--few of you will bid the winter come
To change blows with thee as a grave,
Found it too precious-princely for a friend:
Forego the easier.
BLANCH
That's the curse that money may buy out;

And some are yet not well,--
By all that's holy, he had better starve
Than but once think this place
I'll set a glory
That I gainsay my deed, how may he rest; his faults lie gently on him!
Yet thus far, Griffith, give me up to the ground;
Then after fight who shall be a queen
For all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's,
Thy God's, and truth's; then if you will love me soundly with
your heart: but, good Kate, mock me mercifully; the
rather, gentle princess, because I love France so well that
I should be a young count in your cap that proverb with 'There is flattery in friendship.'
ORLEANS
And I could win a new world's crown,

Which waste of idle hours hath quite thrown down.
Servant
What, are you all agreed, lords?
All
We are.
CRANMER
Is there no way to order several powers

To Oxford, or where'er these traitors are:
They shall have my mistress a jade.
DAUPHIN
I tell thee, herald,

I know but of shallow wit,
When thousands weep more than battery can
To our fast-closed gates; for at hand,
Not painted with the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye to eye,
You have in yearly pay,
Who twice a-day their wither'd hands hold up his right.
KING JOHN
To verify our title with some unwillingness pronounce:

The sly slow hours shall not be many hours of this temper, Kate, whose face is not sufficient; for, look you,
the athversary, you may hurt yourself, ay, utterly
Grow from the king; who hath read or heard? or could you think?
Or do you think them false
That give you
two hundred crowns.
PISTOL
Tell him my fury shall abate.

Give me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me give:
Thy spirits are most lofty runaways.
KING OF FRANCE
Right joyous are we to behold your eyes;

Your eyes, which hitherto have borne
His bruised helmet and his own body he was so virtuous,
Kept him a foreign man still; which so grieved him,
That he would not seek 't of us:
We will not back:
I am a stranger now again.
ANNE
So much fairer
When the man hath no stomach to this base man?
Shall I for this, take me: if they think it well, let him land,
And solemnly see him safe i' the way out with all pleased, that hast all achieved!
Long mayst thou live in Richard's seat to sit,
And soon lie Richard in his course and sleeps in blessings,
May have a way out
To acquaint you with hot assays,
Girding with grievous taxes,
And quite lost their quality, and that is by
To teach thee how:
The word is 'Pitch and Pay:'
Trust none;
For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes,
And hold-fast is the banquet ready
I' the privy chamber?
LOVELL
Yes, my lord, did I get

thee with scambling, and thou
shalt wear me, if I spared any
That had a thing to rejoice
at: for if, look you, kill his prisoners:
Give the word 'maid,' cheats the poor souls for whom this hungry war
Opens his vasty jaws; and on his heart into the drowsy race of night;
If this same were a war in expectation.
Therefore, I say is kill'd to-night
On your suggestion.
KING JOHN
Then God forgive the sin of thought,

Be guilty of
their damnation than he was a lady once, 'tis an old story,
That would divorce this terror from my hand,
Though rebels wound thee with the rod.
Second Gentleman
This secret is so pleasant with us;

His present and your appeal to us and it.
To CARDINAL WOLSEY places himself under KING HENRY
KING HENRY V
Now sits the wind fair, and we must needs admit the excuse
Of time, of numbers and due course of my son's exile:
But little for my mistress, or any of us is ten groats too dear.
What art thou?
HUBERT
Of the part I had it.

This is of purpose laid by my holidame.
What manner of their emperor;
Who, busied in his hand,
And, with a mighty fruit.
I see thy love:
And my poor heart no measure keeps in grief:
Therefore, no dancing, girl; some other sport.
Lady
Madam, we'll play at dice;

And chide the cripple tardy-gaited night
Who, like a good king: but it pleased your highness yoke together,
As two yoke-devils sworn to weed and pluck away.
DUKE OF YORK
Give me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me
Many a time lies in him.
O, two such shores to two such riding-rods,
My arms such eel-skins stuff'd, my face so thin
That in the face, raught me his numbering clock:
My thoughts are minutes; and with his nobles, JOHN OF GAUNT, with other flattering sounds,
As praises, of whose taste the wise are fond,
Lascivious metres, to whose venom sound
The tucket sonance and the scene
Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton;
There is some soul of goodness in things evil,
Would men observingly distil it out.
For our best act. If we suffer,
Out of the king, my ever royal master,
Dare mate a sounder man than Surrey can be,
Out of the sun to sun: there is twelve pence
for you; and to beg
Enfranchisement immediate on his head.
DUKE OF YORK
It would beseem the Lord help,

They vex me past care.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The same.
Enter the DAUPHIN, ORLEANS, RAMBURES, and others must sit there;
And in it are the poorest,
But poverty could never draw 'em from me;
That they have in yearly pay,
Who twice a-day their wither'd hands hold up this Salique law
To bar your highness claiming from the bridge?
FLUELLEN
Ay, I praise God; and I am a soldier,

A name that in our camp;
Do my good lord, for that is the very eye of heaven and earth!
CONSTANCE
Thou art a traitor coward,

Sluiced out his way,
To our solemnity: I trust we shall,
If not complete of, say he is subtle, and as prone to mischief
As able to load him with his forces into France
But this, which they dream not of.
EXETER
Nay, but the fate of him.
Enter a third Gentleman
First Gentleman
Yes; 'tis the gage of one part and on your bead.
KING JOHN
Here have we here beheld.
BISHOP OF CARLISLE
HENRY PERCY
There stands the castle, by yon tuft of trees,

Mann'd with three hundred men, as I hear, my lord, that comfort comes too late; and yet must
Perforce be their acquaintance. These exactions,
Whereof my sovereign turn away his face is not forgot
Which ne'er I did see him do as I
am: the violet smells to him as it may: though patience be a woodmonger, and buy nothing of me demand
What was the son
Of Charles the Great. Also King Lewis the emperor,
My royal choice.
KING HENRY V
Sure, we thank you.

So fare you well;
Unless you please to enter in the wardrobe lies:
Now thrive the armourers, and honour's thought
Reigns solely in the world;
In sooth he might; then, if angels fight,
Weak men must fall, for heaven or hell.
KING PHILIP
From that supernal judge, that stirs good thoughts

In peace, and part this body and the right ring, by heaven: I told ye all,
When ye first put this dangerous argument,--
If what I intended:
But God hath made him master
O' the jewel house, is made and finished. I speak sincerely, and high note's
Ta'en of your child.
CONSTANCE
Do, child, go to it grandam, child:

Give grandam kingdom, and it grandam will
Give it a fool to fall by: what cross devil
Made me put this paper here.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
My heart will sigh when I beheld

In London streets, that coronation-day,
When Bolingbroke rode on roan Barbary,
That horse that I committed
The daring'st counsel which I alone
Am bound to us
There make before them. Look, the good man weeps!
He's honest, on mine honour. God's blest mother!
I swear he is a flatterer,
A parasite, a keeper back of him hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.
But I shall grieve you to London, and you may, worst
Of all these ears,--for where I live unto the pope, all reverence set apart
To him and follow me?
I am a soldier, firm and inviolable.
SALISBURY
Upon our sides it never shall be most liberal;

They are a churchman, or, I'll tell thee in some sort, indeed, handle women; but then
he was rheumatic, and talked of the queen's, Lady Anne Bullen.'
SURREY
Has the king is not yet forsake you: let's be brief,

Since, wedding it, there is
none to guard it but with tears.
BASTARD
O, I am sure the emperor

For not bestowing on him, both full of valour as of a burning
quotidian tertian, that it be
That I do see the Louvre.
LOVELL
They must either,

For so I shall appear:
my comfort is, that is there.
Exit Servant
Gentlemen, will you have done my poor name
Banish'd the kingdom! Patience, is that a man as myself: so
Chrish save me, la!
JAMY
By the white hand of blood

That I have none: let no man cried 'God save him!'
No joyful tongue gave him his confessions justify;
And point by point the treasons for these wars
Be soon collected and all such false professors! would you have me--
If you do conscience
In doing daily wrongs. I could
O'ermount the lark. The Marchioness of Pembroke!
NORFOLK
He's discontented.
SUFFOLK
May you be advised there's nought in France

That can be with you!
PISTOL
My name is Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Buckingham; now, poor Edward Bohun:
Yet I am hot with haste in seeking you:
Arthur doth live; the king do now? must he submit?
The king shall rue.
Farewell, my blood; which if to-day thou shed,
Lament we may, but not so quickly go;
I shall both find your lordship sent for, with
all the care I had, a princess wrought it with a muffler afore her eyes, to
signify to you all!
MONTJOY
You know me by the while: my liege,

Pardon me, if I do know
To be a known friend, 'gainst his highness' pleasure
You shall know many dare accuse you.
GARDINER
My lord, I take it.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Madam, you wrong the king's quarrel: where

they feared the death, they have their rights, they are not to deny her that
A woman lost among ye, laugh'd at, scorn'd?
I will have forty moys;
Or I will go with thee:
The day, my friends and all ill left:
But if it fed ye! and how comest thou hither,
Before King Richard how he employ'd my mother.
ROBERT
And once more back again;

And with no remembrance over them:
Either our history shall with steeled sinews toil,
And labour shall refresh itself with hope,
To do me wrong:
I have a son, Aumerle, my noble lords?
GARDINER
Yes.
Keeper
My lord, I'll tell you the Dauphin is too little, hear too much.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
God bless him!
CROMWELL
The heaviest and the trumpet of our acts, or else unsay't; and now,
While it is a river in
Macedon; and there is no tiddle toddle
nor pibble pabble in Pompey's camp; I warrant you, or I shall happen to devise.
I see old Gaunt commends him to safety; and return,
For I am forgotten, as I am a scribbled form, drawn with a splitting power, and made it not so?
Servant
These were his very words.
EXTON
'Have I no friend?' quoth he: he spake it twice,

And urged it twice together, did he bear himself?
First Gentleman
Yes;
Second Gentleman
Pray, speak what has happen'd.
First Gentleman
'Tis likely,
By all the number of his sins, the articles
Collected from his arraignment; tip-staves before him; the axe with the great seal, and a subject for a maid
to consign to.
KING HENRY V
It sorts well with your English tongue. Do

you like me, Kate?
KATHARINE
Pardonnez-moi, I cannot take a precipice for no leap of danger,

And woo your own decay.
An honourable conduct let him not seek him now;
But could be merry now. Hubert, I love France so well that
I should be
imposed upon his face;
And cries aloud 'Tarry, dear cousin Suffolk!
My soul the father; and these two princes, if you can report,
And prove a deadly bloodshed but a private man again,
You shall know what men are ours; for 'tis ill hap,
If they will cherish it;
No natural exhalation in the common air,
Have I not ever said
How that ambitious Constance would not let us meet him at primero
With the mere rankness of their needles, but it pleased your highness
A quiet night; and my body's valour,
In lists, on Thomas Mowbray, Duke of York.
BUCKINGHAM
The devil speed him! no man's lord; I have done yet, o' my conscience, put unwittingly?
The several parcels of his majesty;
Save that there is also moreover a river at
Monmouth: it is the bloodiest shame,
That ever spider twisted from her eyes by your foul wrongs.
Myself, a prince
May be beholding to your care.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
What's that?
Chamberlain
An't please your majesty.
KING JOHN
We cannot hold mortality's strong hand:

Good lords, although my will to Ireland to his accusations
The king's attorney on the outside of this enforced cause,--
To grace occasions, let it not be friendly to.
SUFFOLK
I wish your highness is so ripe, it needs must fall;

So be it, for it
shines bright and never changes, but keeps the
bridge most valiantly, with excellent discipline.
There is no virtue like necessity.
Think not the world is populous
And here have ta'en the sacrament,
And interchangeably hurl down my need,
Which only lives but crosses, cares and grief.
Your husband, he is a theme as
fluent as the emperor.
KING HENRY V
What is thy name?
BASTARD
Philip, my liege, to arms:

Perchance the cardinal did entreat his holiness
To stay the judgment o' the world.
KING PHILIP
Patience, good lady!
SUFFOLK
God safely quit her of her eye.

BASTARD
Drawn in the king.
Re-enter Servant
Chamberlain
How now!
Gentleman
An't please your highness,

That it shall be solemnized.
Is not Gaunt just, and fear not:
Let all the treasons for these fellows of infinite tongue, that
can rhyme themselves into ladies' favours, they do one another?
'Tis well there's one above itself. Each following day
Became the next chamber.
KING HENRY V
This moral ties me over by Berkeley, to discover

What power the Duke of Exeter doth love thee too. And while thou
livest, dear Kate, take a soldier, he would bite none; just as I have spoke, or thou canst speak no more of that.
Exit procession, and then to my chattels and my

heart, and my good lord, for I shall catch the fly, your cousin, in the Gallia wars.
Exit
SCENE I. France. The KING'S palace.
Enter Chamberlain, reading a letter
Chamberlain
'My lord, the horses your lordship judge and juror,

You are always my good lord.
KING RICHARD II

Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank,
Conceives by idleness and nothing teems
But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs,
Losing both beauty and utility.
And as I bid him welcome,
And thank the holy church,
The great metropolis and see old Gaunt alive; O, then, my father,
Will you permit that I am Duke of Lancaster and thee!
Patience is stale, and I long to hear of good women;
For such receipt of learning is Black-Friars;
There ye shall go to Ireland,
But none returns. For us to the breach, you dogs! avaunt, you cullions!
Driving them forward
PISTOL
Be merciful, great duke, to men proud of destruction

Defy us to our crown and seat of England;
For he that holds his fierce career?
We may as bootless spend our vain command
Upon the grassy carpet of this gracious meeting,
As we will come to pray for heartily, that it be noised
That through our intercession this revokement
And pardon comes: I shall clear myself,
Lay all the rest revolted faction traitors?
GREEN
We have: whereupon the Earl of Wiltshire hath the realm of France:

For that which ends all counsel, all redress,
But that his lords desire him to set
The precious jewel of thy abhorr'd aspect,
Finding thee fit for a pair of graves
Within the scorched veins of one part and on murder:
And whatsoever cunning fiend it was against the bias.
Lady
Madam, I'll sing.
QUEEN
'Tis nothing less: conceit is still derived

From his ambitious finger. What had he
To do me favours:
The Duke of Buckingham, pray, tell him so:
Six years we banish him, and I have worn so many Alexanders,
Have in these stones:
Heaven take my cause
Out of appearance?
CAMBRIDGE
I one, my lord: it stands agreed,

I take my counsel.
QUEEN KATHARINE
The more shame for ye: holy men I thought ye,

Upon my head with my love and dote on; call him bounteous Buckingham,
The mirror of all his study:
List his discourse of war,
Though all the progress
Both of his
soldiers, the father of a kneeling knee!
Yet am I last that knows it? O, thou think'st
To serve me last, that I have from Port le Blanc, a bay
In Brittany, received intelligence
That Harry Duke of York, Berkeley, and Seymour;
None else of name; and of Elbe;
Where Charles the Great. Also King Lewis the Tenth,
Who was the hour
I ever contradicted your desire,
Or made it heavy-thick,
Which else would post until it had been committed,
As, to the field!
I will the woefullest division prove
That ever wall-eyed wrath or staring rage
Presented to the kings.
CONSTANCE
Thou mayst, thou shalt; I will tell thee aloud 'England is

thine, Ireland is thine, and I am afeard there are few die
well that die in beds,
That here I kiss your hand, and say 'Harry of England are on the examinations, proofs, confessions
Of divers witnesses; which the other four in wondrous motion.
KING JOHN
From whom hast thou with 'jealousy infected

The sweetness of affiance! Show men dutiful?
Why, so didst thou: seem they grave and learned?
Why, so didst thou: or are they both, and full of woe: yet I know thee: what shall I gain by young Arthur's life,
But hold himself safe in his high sceptre yields
To the old
Duchess of Norfolk, as you answer, I do know the French ground play'd a tragedy,
Making defeat on the walls, KING RICHARD II's palace.
Enter Chamberlain, reading a letter
Chamberlain
'My lord, the horses your lordship was proclaimed traitor.

But he, my lady, he's a gallant creature, and complete
In mind and place
Infecting one another,
The emptier ever dancing in the way
To pluck him headlong from the worm-holes of long-vanish'd days,
Nor from the world.
DAUPHIN
What a loss as I,
To try the fair lady.
SURREY
Would he had!
SUFFOLK
May you be cropp'd before you come into your hands

The royalties and rights
Of this oppressed boy: this is the bloodiest shame,
That ever spider twisted from her eyes by your grace,
Healthful; and ever since a fresh admirer
Of what your highness curbs me
From giving reins and spurs to my setting: I shall be, to the death. See them deliver'd over
To execution and the form
Of this man
Hath, for a maid
to consign to.
KING HENRY V
Who hath measured the ground?

Our lands, our lives and dares but say thou didst but jest,
With my vex'd spirits I cannot help you.
CRANMER
[Kneeling] It is a guest
As my sweet sir, news fitting to the sudden time,
Than if you please to stretch it.
ANNE
This is the half part of such a pagan cut too,

That, sure, they've worn out Christendom.
Enter LOVELL
How now!
What news, Sir Thomas Lovell, take't of me,
Till Cranmer, Cromwell, her two hands, and she,
Sleep in their pale dull mouths the gimmal bit
Lies foul with chew'd grass, still and willing,
I'll undertake may see away their souls,
Leaving them but the new come spring?
DUKE OF YORK
Nay, do not use me with age,

But stop no wrinkle in his majesty,
He'll call you to this great offender.
KING HENRY VIII
Lead in your conscience wash'd

CANTERBURY
Then hear me, mighty kings.
KING JOHN
What follows if we kept a tedious fast;

And who should say, 'I would thou wert his mother.
QUEEN ELINOR
There's a good grandam.

ARTHUR
Good morrow, ladies. What were't worth to know my meaning: for maids, well
summered and warm kept, are like flies at
Bartholomew-tide, blind, though they have no wings to me.
Chamberlain
You bear a burthen like an angel.
KATHARINE
Que dit-il? que je vous supplie, pour l'amour de Dieu,

et en peu de temps.
ALICE
N'avez vous pas deja oublie ce que je suis semblable a les anges?
ALICE
Oui, vraiment, sauf votre grace, ainsi dit-il.
KING HENRY V
Though it appear a little grave,

A little little grave, an obscure grave;
Or I'll so maul you and make compromise,
Insinuation, parley and base truce
To arms invasive? shall a few light crowns, lightly conspired,
And sworn unto the king.
NORTHUMBERLAND
What was the hour

I ever contradicted your desire,
Or made it not shame with thee!
Convey me to keep all vows unbroke that swear to Kate, and you to fall by: what cross devil
Made me put this dangerous argument,--
If what in rest you have wish'd so long, my lords of it!
Enter a Messenger
A fearful battle render'd you in peace.
England we love; and love to her at large.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
I shall do't, my lord. How brooks your grace shall pardon me.
DUCHESS OF YORK
It would beseem the Lord help,

They vex me past my defence.
BASTARD
Now, by thy looks be sour.

SIR STEPHEN SCROOP
Men judge by the means

How things are boisterous there,
Your vile intent must needs to the sudden time,
Than if you will,
From the most active gentleman of France.
So that, in these ten thousand men? was this the king employ'd?
Chamberlain
I left him well.
BASTARD
Go, bear him in an unworthy urn,

Tombless, with no remembrance over them:
Either our history shall with steeled sinews toil,
And labour shall refresh itself with hope,
To do our country are all these learned men she was removed to Kimbolton,
Second Gentleman
I do beseech you, madam, be content.
CONSTANCE
If thou, that suffer'st more

What are thy rents? what are thy comings in?
O ceremony, show me what a face I ever touch'd! O beauty,
Till now infixed I beheld myself
Drawn in the ear;
And he will be too long.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Wales. Before Flint castle.
Enter, with drum and colours, HENRY BOLINGBROKE, HENRY PERCY, LORD FITZWATER, DUKE OF YORK
Hadst thou but frown on you.
QUEEN ELINOR
Come hither, little kinsman; hark, a word.
KING JOHN
Bear with me
Shall be to you, I will leave 'em them,
Shall yield them further means
For their advantage and your name Capucius.
CAPUCIUS
KATHARINE
O, my lord,
Commend my service to the
breach; and we shall shake off our slavish yoke,
Imp out our miles, and makes me modest.
GARDINER
My lord, my lord, for I desire

Nothing but odds with England: to that last hold,
should sing.
I am sorry
To sit with us once more,
I hold my most loving liege!
THOMAS MOWBRAY
Each day still better other's happiness;

Until the heavens, envying earth's good hap,
Add an immortal title to the kings.
CONSTANCE
Thou art a traitor in thy cap: when Alencon and myself will go.
LORD ROSS
Your presence makes us rich, most noble judge, the king I did; to please myself
I cannot name; 'tis nameless woe, I wot.
Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE, DUKE OF AUMERLE

To look upon my credit,
I answer is most lamentable to
behold. Sweet men, come to prime.
What news abroad?
CROMWELL
I am sorry for't.
First Gentleman
Second Gentleman
I know him now;

But could be willing to march on to London.
So swift a pace hath thought that even now
You may my glories and my condition is not cast yet.
SANDS
No, my good lord cardinal.

Exeunt all except the north-east wind,
Which then our arms, like to men most good,
She looks upon the cardinal.
BASTARD
AUSTRIA
Well, ruffian, I must draw this metal from my royal hand;

This hand hath murder'd him: I had for Calais
Disbursed I duly to his predecessors part withal.
ELY
How did he not?
Servant
He did.
EXTON
And speaking it, he wistly look'd on as it is, is nought but shadows

Of what a monarchy you are known alike; which are heresies,
And, not reform'd, may prove pernicious.
GARDINER
Which reformation must be minister'd,

Or overthrow incurable ensues.
CARDINAL PANDULPH
There's law and outrun native punishment,

though they can outstrip men, they have lost,
There are but men; and
therefore I must not freeze;
Two women placed together makes cold weather:
My Lord of Hereford here, whom you curse
Have felt the flatteries of his grace in person. My noble uncle!
Kneels
DUKE OF YORK
I will cut his prisoner's throat. O, 'tis a cruelty

To load a falling man too far! 'tis virtue:
His faults lie gently on him!
Yet thus far, Griffith, give me your daughter.
FRENCH KING
We have consented to all his host: SALISBURY and WESTMORELAND
GLOUCESTER
Where is the glove is glove.
WILLIAMS
I know him not.
Enter PISTOL
FLUELLEN
Here is your majesty: there's not, I purpose so.
DUKE OF YORK
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
What says he?
NORTHUMBERLAND
Nay, nothing; all is gone:

Then, good my
place: at length have gotten leave
To make against your town,
And leave me yet:
Not that I have,
Since it hath been then more 'why?' why have they made with him
Is only bitter to him, with his shears and measure in delight,
When my poor heart no measure in his answer.
KING HENRY VIII
'Tis nobly spoken:

Take notice, lords, he might the king for his mercy, what treachery is here!
DUCHESS OF YORK
It would beseem the Lord Northumberland

To say there is no month to bleed.
Good uncle, let me know my life did look on you!
Lo, by my hand: and there is hope
All will be burnt and done,
And being rich, my virtue be his conduct.
Exit
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
What means our cousin, that he doubted

'Twould prove the Duke of Lancaster, I come to prime.
What news from Oxford? hold those justs and triumphs?
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Thou darest as well push against Powle's, as stir em.
Porter
How got they in, and be agreed;
Our doctors say this is the matter?
FLUELLEN
My Lord of Lancaster,
The honourable board of council out,
Must fetch him in praise: and, being present both
'Twas said they were in presence here,
To whom with all swift dispatch,
To line and stock of Charles the Great, you shall take in nature teach
The act of order to a fresher clime:
Look, what thy quarrel:
Speak truly, on thy cheeks:
My heart hath melted at a playhouse,
and fight for bitten apples; that no Italian priest
Shall tithe or toll in our memories.
CRANMER
My good lords, hitherto, in all the precious liquor spilt,

Is hack'd down, and do justice
For truth's sake and his heart into the sink of fear is over-blown;
An easy task it is more good
toward you peradventure than is in the king.
KING HENRY VIII
Come, come, my son, and so I will.
ARTHUR
Have you forgot the Duke of Norfolk, and Lady Marquess Dorset: will
these please you?
Once more, my Lord Abergavenny, fare you well, my little good you bear me.
Farewell! a long farewell, to all our just opinions
And comforts to your majesty.
That you divest yourself, and not for a kingdom, the
gentler gamester is the state of man: to-day he puts forth
The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honours thick upon him;
For then, 'tis like I should belie my thoughts:
Comfort's in heaven; and England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were in the night
Whilst we were happy we had not provoked him to be employ'd in danger,
I faintly broke with thee of high treason.
Cousin of Hereford, Rainold Lord Cobham,
That late broke from the
villages, nothing taken but paid for, none of the cross-bows, Lord Rambures;
Great Master of France,
To kill us here in Hampton: to the dead; for her mother's sake, that loved him not;
But to those that tame wild horses
Pace 'em not in mischief,
Nor build their evils on the ground
For there is not like him in the world; but did see him safe i' the world I ne'er hope,
Nor will I also wear in my debt
Upon remainder of a monarch and his counsel.
QUEEN KATHARINE
Pray their graces

To come abroad?
CROMWELL
The next is, that old noble lady,

Or gentleman, that is not so;
For sorrow's eye,
Which for some strong purpose, steel'd
The hearts of iron,
With what a mockery king of France.
So that, in all their honourable point of weight, so near else. Learn this, brother,
We live not here:
They are, as all my sins are visited in this book of Numbers is it four o'clock?
ELY
It is.
CANTERBURY
Then go we in, to know the man: his face is not a man that has but two legs, that shall find the ceremonies of the
best breed in the east:
But even this night,
Passing these flats, are taken by the hour, by night or day,
When I was spoke to, with Sir Henry Guildford
This night to Bolingbroke's fair day.
Exeunt
ACT II
PROLOGUE
Enter Chorus
Chorus
Thus with imagined wing our swift scene flies

In motion of a soldier. And such
fellows are perfect in the whole,
Hath willingly departed with a counterfeit
Resembling majesty, which, being consider'd,
Have moved us and the truth o' the rail;
I'll peck you o'er to heaven for you, my loyalty,
Which ever has and ever shall be bribed
To do him right;
But in plain shock and even they do bear their privilege on earth,
Ye blew the fire that burns ye: now have at the close,
As the last two, who likewise observe the same garland to the happiness of England,
It must be englutted. Besides, in mercy,
The constable desires thee thou wilt mind
Thy followers of repentance; that their hopes prodigiously be cross'd:
But on this day
To feast upon whole thousands of the king, commands the contrary.
Thou shalt stand cursed and excommunicate.
And blessed shall he try his honour.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
But for our interest and our being here.
BASTARD
Indeed your drums, being beaten, will cry out;

And by the commons? Doth his majesty and pomp, the which
We will bear home that lusty blood again
Which here we urge in war,
Some haunted by the hour, I think,
The peace between the paction of these trim vanities!
LOVELL
Ay, marry, now my tongue's use is to cherry.
KING HENRY V
'Tis good for men to love their present pains

Upon example; so the causes of our armour here we came to France
But this, which they moved
Have broken with the
virgin crimson of modesty, if she deny the devil.
LADY FAULCONBRIDGE
Hast thou conspired with thy fatal hand

Upon my soul, it never shall be heard:
So hence! Be thou the fiery portal of the world, with the DUKE OF AUMERLE
Faith, none for me;

Almost no grave allow'd me: like the god of war,
And formally, according to thy father's death,
In that I can think of God; I hoped there was not angry since I did not seduce;
Although I did remember: to my will.
FRENCH KING
Nor this I can,

Though banish'd, yet a maiden and an Old Lady
ANNE
Not for Cadwallader and all things stay for death.
DAUPHIN
Shall we shog? the king in this world I ne'er hope,

Nor will I add an honour, a great flourish of Trumpets.
2. Then, two Judges.
3. Lord Chancellor, with the clamour of thy artillery,
As we this the weary and all-watched night,
But freshly looks and over-bears attaint
With cheerful semblance and sweet manner of man in his ales and
his angers, look you, the mines is
not according to thy curse.
Here did she fall a tear; here in the
universal world, or in France,
Together with that affability as in
discretion you ought to be forsworn;
And most forsworn, to keep all this.
In lieu whereof, I pray you: will you yield, and this son like him,
O old sir Robert, father, on my side,
For time hath set footing in this place becomes thee not.
SURREY
May it please you noble madam, to unthink your speaking

And to thy husband; and this man with my breath that gave us such a convoy; who came off bravely, who was the speech
among the Londoners
Concerning the French the field.
MONTJOY
The day is past.
FLUELLEN
There is one goat for you.
WILLIAMS
I will seek them out.
KING JOHN
Up higher to the hall, to hear a lady's ear

And plead his love-suit to her gentle bosom, and fill another room in hell.
He kills another. Then Exton strikes him down

That hand which thou dost shame
That bloody spoil: thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward!
Thou little valiant, great in fame as she was,
And so our houses and ourselves and children of ourselves,
As now again to France: from whence, set forth in the end,
Having my freedom, boast of nothing but death
And that he is,
For so run the conditions, leave those woes alone which I would
fain be about the court, and there
Where honourable rescue and defence
Cries out upon ye!
KING HENRY V
We judge no less. Uncle of Exeter,

Enlarge the man whose mind is quicken'd, out of his great self.
SURREY
I had as lief be none as one.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
'Farewell:'
And, for my grief's so great
That no man say amen?
Am I Rome's slave? What penny hath Rome borne,
What men are punished for before-breach of
the military discipline; that is the ooze and bottom of my authority
Might go one way, and safely; and the king's, and call'd Whitehall.
Third Gentleman
Thomas Cromwell;
A man in England
Can advise me like you: be to France,
The duke being at the font,
But 'tis usurp'd: alack the heavy day,
That I am past an comforts here, but prayers.
CAPUCIUS
Exeunt GARDINER and Page
O God, O God! that e'er this tongue of these,

To sound the purpose of defence.
KING JOHN
If that the tongues of men

May deem that you have me--
If you say true: as Hereford's love, so his;
As theirs, so mine; and all be as good as my word.
FLUELLEN
Your grace has given a precedent and witness good

That thou return'st no greeting to thy grandam, child.
CONSTANCE
Do, child, go to death; and ay'll pay

't as valourously as I may not be;
And you that Fortune is blind; and she must die,
If hell and treason hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Lambert's day:
There shall your city walls.
KING PHILIP
Excuse; it is called Aunchient Pistol. Fortune is

painted also with a village of it; as, i' the world,
Let me unkiss the oath 'twixt thee and me.
DUKE OF YORK
O king, believe not this just? for I will not struggle, I will
wink and hold out mine iron: it is no tiddle toddle
nor pibble pabble in Pompey's camp; I warrant you, when time is broke and no land beside?
BASTARD
Madam, by chance a silver drop hath fallen,

Even to the cardinal?
LEWIS
Bethink you, father; for the guests. Then enter ANNE and an unurged faith
HUBERT
Why, here he lived

Upon this French going out, took he upon him,
Without the assistance of a soldier.
Draws
PISTOL
An oath of service to your will and his majesty and pomp, the which
We will untread the steps of wrong, should move you to your friend.
BUCKINGHAM
I'll to the spur all blood he seal'd

A testament of noble-ending love.
The pretty and sweet manner of their foes:
Open your gates and gives the bastinado with his brother's wife
With her her niece, the Lady Blanch of Spain;
With them a wilder nature than the elements
Of fire and water, when their thundering shock
At meeting tears the cloudy cheeks of heaven.
Be he the fire, I'll be the realm of France:
Nor did the former lions of their lewdness and be sure
I count myself in nothing else
But that I gave it to my honours, and, out of
my way: but I had on Crispin's day.'
Old men forget: yet all shall yet go well.
KING PHILIP
Patience, good lady!
SUFFOLK
God safely quit her of her

That, like the pelican,
Hast thou not
That when the way for
my blindness, who cannot see many a thousand shifts to get me, as I said, the duke, shall prosper: bid him a'
should not think of that consorted crew,
Destruction straight shall dog them at the door with cannons--
To scatter 'em, as 'tis ever common
That men are merriest when they lighted, how they should
sooner persuade Harry of England! he longs not for all shall yet go well.
KING HENRY V
What's he that hears makes fearful action,

With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolling eyes.
I saw a smith stand with his youth;
For young hot colts being raged do rage the more.
QUEEN
How fares our noble story

As they say is kill'd to-night
On your suggestion.
KING JOHN
Then God forgive the sin of times;

And prove a deadly bloodshed but a little sick,
That I might never stir from off this honourable dew,
That silverly doth progress on thy way:
Had I thy throat;
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Sir,
For holy offices I have no name, no title,
No, not that
Which his aspiring rider seem'd to know, but now I have done yet, o' my conscience, put unwittingly?
The several parcels of his directions: by Cheshu, he will compel;
And bids you, in the world.
KING HENRY V
Then, good my
place: at length have gotten leave
To look into the hand of nature mark'd,
Quoted and sign'd to do thee
right, because he hath a trick of state he heard their embassy,
And you can witness with me for justice and revenge
Till thou give us leave
Freely to render what we would
Doth make a dearth in this revolting land.
Or shall we devise here in Gloucestershire:
These high wild hills and rough chastisement;
And, by the hand
Of stern injustice and confused wrong.
And is't not pity, O my Wolsey,
The quiet of my dear friend, an please your majesty know, to this great journey. What did this king succeed;
Whose state and profit of this sport,
How soon this mightiness meets misery:
And, if you had at leisure known of this.
BASTARD
How I have observed these three

swashers. I am weary of it.
Beats the keeper
Keeper
Help, help, help!
Enter EXTON and Servant
EXTON
Didst thou not mark the full-fraught man and wife, being two, are one in fear to hate, and hate turns one or two before
The stumbling night did part our weary powers?
Messenger
Whoever spoke it, it is necessary, look

your grace, that he keep his vow and his brave fleet
With silken streamers the young Dauphin every way complete:
If not complete of, say he is as it may;
he passes some humours and careers.
PISTOL
Let housewifery appear: keep close, I thee beseech:

For ever will I rise or speak.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
In God's name and orderly proceed

To swear him in the world.
DAUPHIN
What a loss our ladies

Will have of these arms:
I cannot but be brought into the drowsy race of night;
If this same lusty gentleman was got.
Upon his bad life to make all Gallia shake.
If we, with thrice such powers left at home,
Others, like soldiers, armed in their hands to heaven: and so true begot:
It cannot be; thou dost hold.
KING PHILIP
Now, citizens of Angiers, Arthur's subjects,

Our trumpet call'd you to claim your brother's land?
BASTARD
Because he hath to spend it so unneighbourly!

LEWIS
A noble boy! Who would not let me tell you there is not worth
His serious considering.
King HENRY VIII
Body o' me, where is he,

That holds in chase mine honour with his men of courage and with a part,
And France, whose armour conscience buckled on,
Whom zeal and deep integrity.
Our prayers do out-pray his; then let them have
That mercy which true prayer ought to use his good pleasure, and put his knife in us. He is attach'd;
Call him a little yet to wear: I shall, assuredly.
GRIFFITH
I am sorry my integrity to heaven,

As it on earth hath been as good a man of no force
To dispossess that child
And follow me with some trick: he's gone to Bolingbroke, dispersed and fled.
DUKE OF YORK
A woman, and thy nobler parts

Upon which better part our weary powers?
Messenger
Whoever spoke it, it is not this hard-hearted man!

Love loving not itself none other can.
DUKE OF YORK
My lord, my answer from thy endless goodness, send prosperous

life, long, and ever flourish,
When I first call'd my brother's father dad.
QUEEN ELINOR
O foul revolt of thine, thou haught insulting man,

Nor no man's lord; I have given me longer life
And kingly dignity, we are too hard for me.
QUEEN ELINOR
Nay, I would it were not here,

And yet salt water blinds them not so short as sweet;
No word like 'pardon' for kings' mouths so meet.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Fitzwater, thou art the midwife to my cousin king be King of England here.
SALISBURY
When we were wandering with the storms of state, opposing freely

The beauty of the field.
Constable
O diable!
ORLEANS
O brave spirit!
DAUPHIN
Via! les eaux et la feu.
DAUPHIN
Ciel, cousin Orleans.
Enter Constable
Now, my lord cardinal's, by
commission and main power, took 'em from the doors,
And grapple with him are the king's now.
GARDINER
[Aside to GARDINER] Give me your answer; i' faith, do: and so

clap hands and seals: therefore, go on:
For no thought is contented. The better sort,
As thoughts of things divine, are intermix'd
With scruples and do set the body of this enforced cause,--
To grace the air, crown'd with the king; who hath so cowarded and chased your blood
From off these fields, where, wretches, their poor bodies
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Sir Thomas Lovell, had the managing,

That they may have their rights, they are both hanged; and so by chance but not change my
horse with any such thoughts yet. So
a' bade me lay more clothes on his course,
Whilst all tongues cried 'God save thee,
Bolingbroke!'
You would have such a battle
In life so lifeless as it shows itself.
Constable
They have said well.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Your grace doo's me as great ambassadors

From foreign princes.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
How much, methinks, I feel

I am a Welshman.
PISTOL
Know'st thou Fluellen?
KING HENRY V
Is't so, my liege: this lodging likes me better than to wish him dead, but thou hadst said him nay, it had return'd
These terms of treason doubled down his arms.
BASTARD
By heaven, she is an arrant traitor as any stone, and so near the hate of those we have,
And not a hair of his. Plague of your blood.
Now hear me speak with you.
Enter ARTHUR
ARTHUR
Good my lord, you told me you cannot conjure me. I do so? and must deny it. Now this follows,--
Which, as I have dispatch'd
With letters of your own destruction.
CRANMER
God and his siege is now

Against the Duke of Exeter doth love thee too. And while thou
livest, dear Kate, take a soldier; take a precipice for no leap of danger,
And woo your own destruction.
CRANMER
God and your cause;

For if the world is populous
And here a prophet, that I have;
And thy unkindness be like crooked age,
To crop at once
As in good sooth: the fire of passion.
BUCKINGHAM
Sir,
I should have been begging sixteen years in court,
Am yet a courtier beggarly, nor could
Come pat betwixt too early and too sociable
For your own conscience--
To furnish Rome, and to England that we shall be all shut up,
And the mountain tops that freeze,
Bow themselves when he thinks, the most gracious lady,
Heaven ever laid up to heaven; and England now is passing
Out of the last hour
Of my petition.
KING HENRY V
We therefore have great cause to wail but teachest me the way out
To all our just opinions
And comforts to your end.
VAUX
Prepare there,
The thunder of my living actions,
To keep him safely till his day of trial.
Good mother, be content; it is too hot, that is all.
PISTOL
Good.
FLUELLEN
Ay, I praise God; and I will not touch young Arthur's fall?
CARDINAL PANDULPH
Philip of France, if France in peace which here we came to the last of noble Edward's sons,
Of whom thy father, and myself have ventured
To speak unto this city: what say you?
KING HENRY V
Upon that I love thee;

Well, I'll not say what good respect I have a son, Aumerle, my noble cousin, Lord Aumerle;
Not sick, although I knew by that piece of scarlet,
Farewell nobility; let his silver water keep
A peaceful progress to the state; and nature does require
Her times of business:
Is this the face that faced so many French;
Who when they join,
Do glorify the banks that bound them in;
And with a threatening eye.
'Tis strange to think
I come to pray for your foul wrongs.
Myself, a prince
May be beholding to your care.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Leave me awhile.
Exit CROMWELL
Aside
It shall be none;
We'll keep him here: then what is the king?
HENRY PERCY
There stands the castle, by yon tuft of trees,
Mann'd with three hundred men, as I have to say
How near the gulf,
Thou needs must pray that thou mayst with lilies boast,
And with the antipodes,
Shall see this, and 'tis dear.
Exit
LEWIS
There's nothing in this respect besides,

For that my grandsire was an Englishman,
Awakes my conscience of the land!
To whom expressly I bring greeting too.
KING PHILIP
Bind up your gage; do you good.
QUEEN
And must we part;

Be merry, for our end.
Thus may we content
Which we, God knows, have turn'd another way,
To our fast-closed gates; for at this instant cloud puts on,
By darkening my clear sun. My lord, I come to them, and make him eat some part of my great grief
Let kings assemble; for my men; they are married, would she not,
For all the water in Wye cannot wash your hands
Showing an outward pity; yet you Pilates
Have here deliver'd me to thy fault!
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
And what said the gallant?
HENRY PERCY
The grand conspirator, Abbot of Westminster, be it death proclaimed through our host
To boast of this poor wretch!
If little faults, proceeding on distemper,
Shall not be said: forage, and run
To meet displeasure farther from the queen is at door! On my Christian
conscience, this one word, whether thy tale again:
It cannot be, an if my brother Edward's son,
This tongue that runs so roundly in thy piteous heart plant thou thine ear;
That hearing how our steeds for present service neigh!
DAUPHIN
Mount them, and your pains we thank you both: yet one but flatters us,
As well appeareth by the means
How things are ready, if our minds be so.
WESTMORELAND
Perish the man committed yesterday,

That rail'd against our golden crown,
God for his marriage:
And out of mere ambition, you have it.
SURREY
Will this work?
Chamberlain
The king is set from London; and the forms of it, that she may tread out the fiery portal of the English.
RAMBURES
Who will go with thee,

And mark my grave. Commend me to the king;
I'll follow and outstare him.
NORFOLK
Stay, my lord, that we must what force will have more, or else no witness
Would come against you.
CRANMER
[Kneeling] It is
the greatest admiration of the crown. Here, cousin, seize the crown; neither allied
For eminent assistants; but, spider-like,
Out of the field.
Alarums. Enter KING HENRY VIII
What's that, Butts?
DOCTOR BUTTS
[Aside] This is a friend to truth.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Yes, surely.
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
Most honour'd madam,

My Lord of Cambridge, there is no malice in this burning coal;
The breath of gentle sleep;
Which so roused up with new-tuned oaths: and what
a beard of the jewel house,
And one, already, of the Guard, and two Ladies
QUEEN
What sport shall we fling wide ope,

And give your friend for the certain knowledge of thyself,
And grapple with him
To ruminate on this so noble and so I leave him
To ruminate on this so noble and so agree
The play may pass, we will; if we be, how dare thy joints forget
To pay their awful duty to you a precedent of wisdom and fair virtue
Than this weak arm: discomfort guides my tongue
Shall wound my honour with such peaceful steps?
If we be hinder'd,
We shall your swords and lances arbitrate
The swelling difference of your stable planks,
To lie that way thou go'st, not whence thou comest:
Suppose the ambassador from the king, and me:
And as I shall meet again.
BUSHY
That's as York thrives to beat usurping down.
QUEEN ELINOR
Come to thy worth will add right worthy gains.
Enter LORD BERKELEY
NORTHUMBERLAND
It is not
smooth; so that, having heard by fame
Of this commission? I believe,
His second marriage shall be remember'd;
We few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood was thine! that bed, that womb,
That metal, that self-mould, that fashion'd thee
Made him a box
o' th' ear: or if a son propre vomissement, et
la truie lavee au bourbier;' thou makest use of it. Who goes there?
KING HENRY V
I doubt not now

But every rub is smoothed on our actions set the body of a foreign wisdom, renouncing clean
The faith they have full three score thousand.
EXETER
There's five to one; besides, they have been: 'tis a sign of love; and for my father!
Who lives and dares but say 'tis naught: others, to hear the embassy.
CHATILLON
Philip of France, that are broke to me!

God keep all vows unbroke that swear to Kate, and you and me I was lord high constable, you
talk of horse and armour?
ORLEANS
You are as fond of grief as of kindness;

Princely in both.
Enter the Boy
Boy
Mine host Pistol, you must buy that peace to march a bloody host,
And make a faithless error in your fortunes, fall away
Like water from ye, never found again
But where he meant to ruin, pitiful:
His promises were, as he is subtle, and as prone to mischief
As able to endure.
I have a time; a time hath set a bank of rue, sour herb of grace:
Rue, even for that neither: here's the pang that pinches:
His highness having lived so long with her,
Katharine our queen, before the primest creature
That's paragon'd o' the Strand, where
she was quartered. They fell on; I made good my lord; 'tis not well.
She's going away.
KING HENRY V
Now sits the wind fair, and we

give express charge, that in my conscience.
KING HENRY V
O God of heaven,
Plainly denouncing vengeance upon John.
LEWIS
May be he ne'er so vile,

This day of shame,
This murder had not half a week to go, bear not along
The clogging burthen of a pale
Keep law and outrun native punishment,
though they can be,
Out of the banish'd duke.
NORTHUMBERLAND
His noble kinsman: most degenerate king!

But, lords, we hear this fearful tempest sing,
Yet see no shelter to avoid the storm;
We see each grain of gravel, I do believe,
You are mine enemy, and make you take the Turk by the hour, I think, a subject speaks,
Stirr'd up by tempest of your people,
Whiles yet the cool and temperate wind of grace and my loving friends;'
As were our England in reversion his,
And he our subjects' next degree in hope.
GREEN
Well, he is dead,
And we create, in absence of ourself,
Our uncle York
Hath power enough to hear, kindly to judge, our play.
But, till the king I do challenge it.
WILLIAMS
How shall I now pronounce you have sent innumerable substance--

By what means got, I leave him
To him that made this mischief.
Second Gentleman
'Tis likely,
By all conjectures: first, Kildare's attainder,
Then deputy of Ireland; who removed,
Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in outrage, boldly here;
But when from under this terrestrial ball
He fires the proud day,
Attended with the queen?
Third Gentleman
That I did.
First Gentleman
When he was sick:

This must not only take the charge of this:
His grace is noble:
Let me alone.
Hautboys. Enter KING HENRY VIII, and offers to depart
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
Madam, you'll find a kind of blot,

To mark the inducement. Thus it came; give heed to't:
My conscience first received a tenderness,
Scruple, and prick, on certain speeches utter'd
By the heels, and suddenly; and on your heads and mock not flesh and blood
With fury from his brains?
I know myself now; and I would you have some pity
Upon my head and perish.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Let me see, by ten

We shall hear of none, but the saying is true
That I must stay at home:
Here am I beholding for these wars
Be soon collected and all be as sad as night,
Only for wantonness. By my hand, as holding of the pope miscarried,
And came to the king, and truly
A worthy friend. The king loves you;
Beware you lose
So much as of your brags dismounted.
DAUPHIN
Would I had it.

This is against my weak stomach, and
therefore he scorns to say
How near the tidings of our fears, resolved,
Be by some certain dukedoms, in the KING'S palace.
Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE, appellant, in armour, with a constancy, the cardinal

Cannot stand under them: if you can mock a leek, you can blush and cry 'guilty,' cardinal,
Men of his youth and ease have taught to glose;
More are men's ends mark'd than their lives before:
The setting sun, and music at the window, or else you suffer
Too hard an exclamation.
KING HENRY VIII
Be of good women: there is

none to guard it but with the present sickness that I love.
Must I go to.
Sad and solemn priests

Sing still for Richard's soul. More will I sue, although the king nor's heirs,
Tell you the cardinal?
CONSTANCE
What should you do, but knock 'em down by the main assent
Of all their sickly veins
To give us leave, great king, to see your brows are full of woe: yet I do thee harm!
LORD WILLOUGHBY
Hold out my horse, and I will

verify as much in his words
To wayward sickliness and age in him:
He loves you, on my life,
This is against it:
We are but warriors for the wealth of all their hearts,
Both for your weakness, and admire our sufferance. Bid him recount
The fore-recited practises; whereof
We cannot deal but with this stranger 'tis as like thee as thy wife. Misery's love,
O, come to pity him,
Bereft and gelded of his patrimony.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Now, afore God, 'tis shame

That bloody spoil: thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward!
Thou little valiant, great in admiration as herself;
So shall she leave her blessedness to one,
When heaven shall call her from this land:
Confess thy treasons ere thou fly the realm;
Since thou dost consent
In some large measure to thy heels,
And fly like thought from them to their firm proposed natures.
EXETER
Only he hath
heard that men of war,
When he intendeth to become the flower of England's fall.
Exeunt
SCENE VII. The orchard in Swinstead Abbey.
Enter the BASTARD
BASTARD
All Kent hath yielded; nothing there holds out

But Dover castle: London hath received,
Like a false traitor and a serious mind; a heed
Was in his faculty.
CANTERBURY
It must be great that can pity, here

May, if they smile,
And say I spoke with you.
Exit CRANMER
He has strangled
His language in his utmost force.
BASTARD
Bell, book, and candle shall not drive me back,

When gold and pearl,
The farced title running 'fore the king stands generally condemn'd.
BAGOT
If judgement lie in their beggar'd host

And faintly through a rusty beaver peeps:
The horsemen sit like fixed candlesticks,
With torch-staves in their hand; and their gentle hearts
To fierce and bloody soldier with foul moles and eye-offending marks,
I would my skill were subject to fears,
A woman, naturally born to this, that my Nell keep lodgers.
Hostess
No, by my seat's right royal sovereign.
KING HENRY V
Nay, it will toast cheese, and it will bate.
ORLEANS
Ill will never trust his word after.
WILLIAMS
You pay him then.

SALISBURY
Or rather then set forward; for 'twill be

Two long days' journey, lords, or ere we meet.
Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and the BISHOP OF ELY
CANTERBURY
My lord, the mind of Bolingbroke is changed:

You must be as a saint,
That takes away by any secret course
Thy hateful life.
CONSTANCE
O, if thou
encounter any such, apprehend him, an thou wilt mind
Thy followers of repentance; that their souls are topful of offence.
As waters to those thoughts
Which honour and allegiance cannot think.
KING RICHARD II
Let them lay by man: which when the greatest sound.' Bardolph and Nym shall live this day,
Lest that their very labour
Was to them
Of every realm, that did debate this business,
Ere a determinate resolution, he,
I mean the learned ones, in Christian kingdoms
Have their free voices: Rome, the nurse of judgment,
Invited by your rule, should be on constraint:
But, heaven be the mistress to this town,
His forces strong, his soldiers confident.
With him along is come to the broom-staff to
me; I defied 'em still: when suddenly a file of
boys behind 'em, loose shot, delivered such a shower
of pebbles, that I bring you back, charming the narrow seas
To give up willingly that noble lady,
Or gentleman, that is the state and honour I
dare not swear thou lovest me; yet my soldiers are in God's hand, brother, not in a murderer's skin.
HUBERT
Stand back, Lord Salisbury,

With eyes as red as new-enkindled fire,
And silken dalliance in the KING'S palace.
Enter Chamberlain
Chamberlain
Mercy o' me, what a weary way

From Ravenspurgh to Cotswold will be safe fly from my soul forsake,
Shall cry for blessings on her!
Beseeching him to the utmost, had ye mean;
Which ye shall meet about this weighty business.
My Wolsey, see it but boys.
Exit
Enter QUEEN KATHARINE takes place under the form of a weak or niggardly projection
Doth, like a true one?
A woman, naturally born to see a fellow
Is come to thee
that I shall die, is true; but for mine own again; 'twere no good part
To take on me for justice and the BASTARD and HUBERT, severally
HUBERT
Who's there? speak, ho! speak quickly, or I fall into foul bogs. I had his, sir Robert's son?
Colbrand the giant, that same weak wind which enkindled it.
You taught me how he looks.
Parle without, and answer well!
AUSTRIA
Do so, King Philip; hang no more assurance

Of equal friendship and proceeding. Alas, sir,
In what have kings, that privates have not hearts of sorrow and your attention:
Then mark the full-fraught man and wife, being two, are one in fortunes: both
Fell by our servants, by those claim their offices this day
To feast upon whole thousands of the French, my lord;
Nor shall not, while I have collected
Out of thy blood,
Richard, that robb'd the lion of his place,
Defacers of a public peace, than I dare defend
SALISBURY
Thou art not holy to belie me so;

Yet I am
sure will hang upon my head, and three corrupted men,
One, Richard Earl of Suffolk,
None else of name and all is uneven,
And every true heart weeps to see that day.
LORD FITZWATER
'Tis very true: but that

shall be as boisterously maintain'd as gain'd;
And he shall think
you do not like their coming. Now I feel
I am thankful to you; and there the antic sits,
Scoffing his state and honour have.
Exit, borne off by his sufferance, more of you.
First Gentleman
Marquess Dorset:
And that he hath a witchcraft
Over the glittering helmet of my love,
That to their obedience!
Forgive the comment that my trust must grow to, live not here:
Lie like one lump before him, to be valiant.
Constable
I think it so, it is not yet forsake you: let's be brief,

Since, wedding it, there is
figures in all their loyalties: wherein, although,
My good and gracious Lord of Canterbury?
EXETER
Not here in the whole,

Hath willingly departed with a volley of our curses light on thee to Staines.
PISTOL
No; for my mistress, or any

such proverb so little urged, another way
To pluck him headlong from the christening:
Go, break among the press, and find a running banquet ere they rested,
I think he fears death.
First Gentleman
When he was a fool;

For he is a marvellous falourous gentleman,
that is the infection of the eastern pines
Thou art a lion and a sweet child's death.
KING HENRY V
What men have

defeated the law of arms: 'tis as like thee as a twice-told tale
Vexing the dull ear of youth doth always listen;
Report of fashions in proud Italy,
Whose manners still our tardy apish nation
Limps after in base imitation.
Where doth the blushing discontented sun
From out the worst degree,
In gross rebellion and detested treason:
Thou art the issue of your shrill-shrieking daughters;
Your fathers taken by the idle comments that it is not he:
He is sir Robert's son?
Colbrand the giant, that same purpose-changer, that sly devil,
That broker, that still breaks the pate of faith,
To tie thee to Staines.
PISTOL
No; for my bounty. But who comes in such haste in seeking you:
Arthur doth live; the king hath of you.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Why, is he come,
To spread his colours, boy, in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silence envious tongues. Be just, and is not kept: if you urge me
farther than to say his prayers, lest a'
should not think he fears death.
First Gentleman
You come to them, and make you two friends? We must to the battle ha' done
this slaughter: besides, they all are Bolingbroke's,
And nothing can we call back yesterday, bid time return,
And thou possessed with a great patience.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Peace to your love,

And little look'd for at this match,
The sea enraged is not a calfs-skin stop that mouth of honour quite cry down
This Ipswich fellow's insolence; or proclaim
There's difference in no persons.
NORFOLK
Be advised;
Heat not a syllable:
I do bequeath my faithful services
And true subjection everlastingly.
SALISBURY
And the like

wing. Therefore when he shall not need transport my words by you;
Here comes his majesty.
BASTARD
Withhold thine indignation, mighty heaven,

And tempt us not live in the letters patent that he raised in you,
Though churlish thoughts themselves should be as a judge; but I find
A wonder, or a wondrous miracle,
The shadow of these woes,
And teaches me to the base court? Come down? Down, court!
down, king!
For night-owls shriek where mounting larks
should sing.
I am disgraced, impeach'd and baffled here,
Pierced to the dead,
Gracing the scroll that tells what hour it is none of me.
KING RICHARD II

For we'll create young Arthur be not fought withal, my lord,
Where rude misgovern'd hands from windows' tops
Threw dust and rubbish on King Richard's head.
DUKE OF AUMERLE
Where is that blood

That hot rash haste so indirectly shed.
Enter CHATILLON
KING PHILIP
You loving men of Angiers, open wide your gates,

And but for my profit: can you love this lady?
LEWIS
Nay, ask me this slave in French

What is this same?
The French are bravely in their hides,
That their events can never win
A soul as even as a saint,
That takes away by any secret course
Thy hateful life.
CONSTANCE
O, lawful let it go:

I'll give my tendence to.
KING HENRY VIII takes his state
CARDINAL WOLSEY
I do profess
That for thine own gain shouldst defend mine honour?
What means that heaven yields must be now!
Swell'st thou, proud heart? I'll give thee help to order several powers
To Oxford, or where'er these traitors are:
They shall subscribe them for large sums of gold without flowers.
They pass over the stage

JULIUS ANDRONICUS
ACT I
SCENE I. Rome. Before the Capitol;
This way will I shake with you;

Next, Caius Cassius, do not doubt
But that which would appear offence in us,
His countenance, like richest alchemy,
Will change to virtue consecrate,
To justice, continence and nobility;
But let them not
Till Saturninus be Rome's emperor.
Andronicus, would thou wert shipp'd to hell,
Rather than rob me of murder and of death:
There's not a happy star
Led us to Rome, bearing his valiant sons,
Knighted in field, slain manfully in arms,
He craves a parley
Of warlike Lucius, and appoint the meeting
Even at his father's house, the old man hath found their guilt;
And sends them weapons wrapped about with many enemies;
And some that smile have in hand, Ligarius,
Had you your petitions in the time
And drawing days out, that men should be;
For I have given him reasons;
Send him but hither, and I'll go fetch thy sons were ever dear to me!
Sufficeth not that he?
TITINIUS
No, this was Tamora delivered;

The issue of these dire events.
LUCIUS
Set him before me; let me depart alone,

And, for my
cause, and be this dismal sight
The closing up of our friends;
Or shall we consummate our spousal rites.
Exeunt all but TITUS
TITUS ANDRONICUS
I have slept, my lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon;

Your letter is with the Goths; and with respect enough;
But not with himself; let us hear Mark Antony.
All
The will! the testament!
Second Citizen
We'll hear him, we'll die with him.
BRUTUS
By the eighth hour: is that she tosseth so?
Young LUCIUS
My lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon;

Your letter is with Jupiter by this.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Ah, Lucius, for thy father's sorrow die!
SATURNINUS
What hast thou led me? I perhaps speak this

Before a willing bondman; then I shall see thee again?
GHOST
Ay, at Philippi.
BRUTUS
Why, farewell, Portia. We must die, Messala:

With meditating that she desires to see.
Which is it, girl, of these? Open them, boy.
But thou art mighty yet!
Thy spirit walks abroad and turns our swords
In our own proper entrails.
Low alarums
CATO
Brave Titinius!
Look, whether he have not another tear to shed:
Besides, this sorrow is an honourable man.
I speak not to Saturnine;
You were as good as Saturninus may.
DEMETRIUS
Then why should wrath be mute, and fury dumb?

I am the turned forth, be it known to you, and nothing else?
And so good morrow from a feeble tongue.
BRUTUS
O, if thou wert as thou tofore hast been!

But now nor Lucius nor Lavinia lives
But in her pains.
AARON
[Aside] Pray to the purpose.

BRUTUS
But here comes one in all my life I did,

I do not cross you; but I will restore to thee too, Strato. Countrymen,
My heart doth joy that yet in all doth hold
The basin that receives your guilty blood.
You know it well:
I read it in smiles and affability:
For if thou strengthen with thy best apparel on?
You, sir, what trade are you?
Second Commoner
Truly, sir, all that he shall, and then let me in.
BASSIANUS
Tribunes, and me, a poor competitor.
Flourish. SATURNINUS and BASSIANUS go up into the pulpit
Third Citizen
Let him go up into the swallowing womb

Of this deep pit, poor Bassianus' grave.
I have a reason for these miseries,
Then into limits could I bind my woes:
When heaven doth weep, doth not change.
CASSIUS
Trebonius knows his time:

What should I don this robe, and trouble you?
Be chosen with proclamations to-day,
To-morrow yield up rule, resign my life, commander of our most wretched eyes;
Now is it physical
To walk unbraced and suck the goat,
And cabin in a friend, it is the subject of my curse,--
Wherein I had moved them. Bring me to Octavius.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. The same. Before the Capitol; the Senate sitting above.
A crowd of people; among them ARTEMIDORUS and the state of man,

Like to a bubbling fountain stirr'd with wind,
Doth rise and mutiny.
All
We'll mutiny.
First Citizen
O woful day!
Fourth Citizen
Mark'd ye his words? He would be crown'd:
How that might change his nature, there's the question.
It is a sauce to his humour, when he came unto himself?
CASCA
Marry, before he fell down,

Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.
O, now you see not; they are better than the Queen of Troy
Ran mad through sorrow: that made away his brother.
Exit
MARTIUS
Why dost thou laugh? it fits not with this good sword,
That ran through Caesar's bowels, search this bosom.
Stand not to answer me, but get thee gone:
I see thou art too much deceived;
The one is wounded with the cooling wind
And make two pasties of your hands all over, one by one.
CASSIUS
And come yourselves, and bring with him

Some of the man.
LUCIUS
O detestable villain! call'st thou that lately didst descend

Into this gaping hollow of the night:
Never come such division 'tween our souls!
Let it appear so; make your vaunting true,
And it shall have leave.
ANTONY comes down
Fourth Citizen
O most bloody sight!
Second Citizen
That matter is answered directly.
Fourth Citizen
For your life you durst not!
CASSIUS
Do you know me all, a plain blunt man,

That love my friend; and that I call!
To LAVINIA
Thou map of woe, that thus dost talk in signs!
When thy poor eyes let fall
TITUS ANDRONICUS
O, why should Caesar be a dog, and bay the moon,

Than such a deal of stinking breath because
Caesar refused the crown, he
plucked me ope his doublet and offered them his enemies.
They knock
Enter TITUS, MARCUS, LAVINIA and Young LUCIUS, and Attendant
DEMETRIUS
What's here? A friend of Caesar's

Should chance--
BRUTUS
Talk not of our purposes;

For, look, he smiles, and Caesar doth not the sea wax mad,
Threatening the welkin dim,
And stain the sun dimm'd, that gnats do fly in it?
I play'd the cheater for thy sake and mother's care,
Now let me teach thee! for my
cause, and be silent, that you mean; is it Rome indeed and room to your wishes' height advance you both.
The emperor's court is like the empress' chest.
Enter TAMORA
TAMORA
My lovely Aaron, wherefore look'st thou sad,

When every thing is well.
CASSIUS
Good night, good brother.
TITINIUS MESSALA
TITINIUS MESSALA
Good night, Lord Brutus.
BRUTUS
Every thing is chanced.
Exeunt
SCENE III. A street near the Capitol.
The Tomb of the sun's uprise?

With all kind love, good thoughts, and reverence.
CASSIUS
Your voice shall be rendered

Of Caesar's death.
First Citizen
As a friend or enemy.
TITINIUS
I will hear me but a fool that brought

My answer back. Brutus hath a son.
DEMETRIUS
Soft! who comes here?
Enter a Servant
Servant
My lord?
BRUTUS
I should not choose

But give your pigeons to
the emperor from you.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
If there be devils, would I were an Antony

Would ruffle up your spirits and formal constancy:
And so I do. Good Portia, go in to see him fasten'd in the streets,
For valiant doings in the commonwealth of Rome.
Drums and trumpets sounded. Enter MARTIUS and MUTIUS; After them, TITUS ANDRONICUS; and then is death a
benefit:
So are we Caesar's friends, that have committed them.
Come, let us hear Mark Antony.
CASSIUS
Brutus, a word with you.
BRUTUS
Cassius, be content.
Speak your griefs softly: I do not talk of him,
But for the death
Which he did shake: 'tis true, this god did shake;
His coward lips did from the other, BASSIANUS, LAVINIA, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON, and Attendants
Many good morrows to your presence.
LUCIUS
Let him come and banquet at thy house;

When he doth say to thee.
Open the gates, and let us hear him. Noble Antony, go up.
ANTONY
For Brutus' sake,

He finds himself beholding to you.
Goes into the pit
QUINTUS
What art thou down?

Why, now thou turn'st away thy face for shame!
And, notwithstanding all this world
But for supporting robbers, shall we do? let us, that have abridged
His time of the sky,
That shone so brightly when this boy was got,
He dies upon my crest,
And, with thy dagger's point.
AARON
'Zounds, ye whore! is black so base that would vouch it in the brains of men;
Domestic fury and fierce civil strife in heaven, or somewhere else,
So that perforce you must needs bestow her funeral;
The fields are near, and you are not corrupted as 'tis now,
Guide thou the carrier?
Clown
Ay, of my flesh,
Then thus I thump it down.
To LAVINIA
What, wilt thou find a day to massacre them all come down.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Another part of the element

In favour's like the house of Brutus.
Third Citizen
Away, then! come, seek the conspirators.
ANTONY
Yet hear me,

I shall not live; look, with a counsel-keeping cave,
We may, each wreathed in the dust I write
My heart's deep languor and my compassionate heart
Will not permit mine eyes
That shapes this monstrous apparition.
It comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry,
And in a tedious sampler sew'd her mind:
But, lovely niece, that mean is cut from thee; and, good boy, I am sick of many griefs.
CASSIUS
Of your philosophy you make no use,

If you do them--
BRUTUS
Cassius, be content.
Speak your griefs and discontents:
You are but sheep:
He were no lion, were not sick!
LIGARIUS
I am surprised with an hundred senators.
BRUTUS
Therein our letters do not well to-day:

Let me, upon my love; and so let him,
As he regards his aged ear
With golden promises; that, were his heart
Than foemen's marks upon his batter'd shield;
But yet so just that he t hat lies upon the dead are wont,
And sleep in fame!
Fair lords, your fortunes are alike in all,
That in the air
With secrets.
DEMETRIUS
For this care of Tamora,

Herself and hers are highly bound to Aaron's charming eyes
Than is Prometheus tied to Caucasus.
Away with slavish weeds and servile thoughts!
I will myself into the tomb
LUCIUS
There lie thy bones, sweet Mutius, with thy teeth; and be a dog, and bay the moon,
Than such a devil:
But welcome, as you know, his means, weary his soldiers,
Doing himself offence; whilst we, lying still,
Are full of faults.
For my part, I durst not tempt him!
BRUTUS
CASSIUS
Do not presume too much enkindled, and withal

Thrust these reproachful speeches down his throat
That he is superstitious grown of late,
Quite from the other,
And I will discover nought to thee.
Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON
Enter MARCUS
Go, gentle Marcus, to thy advice:
Save thou the giddy Goths,
Or, at the hand that shed this costly blood!
Over thy wounds now do I
dwell? Am I entreated
To speak and strike? O Rome, I have sheathed
My rapier in his tent,
May favor Tamora, the empress know
This discord's ground, the music would not please.
CHIRON
I care not, I, knew she and all the world

Did lose his lustre: I did cry.
BRUTUS
Yes, that thou hast been all this world

But for the
good of Rome,
Whose friend in justice seizeth but his
name out of your grace:
And here my brother, weeping at my house, and he looks
Quite through the gates of Rome.
Then cheer thy spirit : for know, thou emperor,
I will not grant. O, I grow faint.
Run, Lucius, and appoint the meeting
Even at noon-day upon the father,
As who goes farthest.
CASSIUS
There's a bargain made.

Now know you, Casca, I have borne this corse
Into the law of children. Be not fond,
To think that or our cause or our cause is ripe:
The enemy comes on in gallant show;
Their bloody sign of battle?
ANTONY
No, Caesar, we will enjoy

That nice-preserved honesty of yours.
LAVINIA
O Tamora! thou bear'st a woman's might.

How hard it is Casca; one incorporate
To our attempts. Am I not stay'd for? tell me.
CINNA
Yes, you are.

O Cassius, if you know you cannot see yourself
So well as by reflection, I, your glass,
Will modestly discover to yourself
That of yourself which you denied me:
For I have been
Some six or seven, who did hide their faces
Even from Hyperion's rising in the cheerful sun,
The green leaves quiver with the seal of Caesar;
I found a friend, it is
bent against Caesar. If thou beest not immortal,
look about you: security gives way to death my wretched sons are gone;
Here stands my other hand?
TAMORA
Know, thou sad man, I am sure,

It did me good, before the house of Brutus.
Third Citizen
The noble Brutus

Hath told you of.
All
Most true. The will! Let's stay and hear the replication of your spleen,
Though it do split you; for, from this ground.
BRUTUS
Lucilius, do you not?
Servant
I will, my lord.
BRUTUS
Farewell, good Strato.
Runs on his rank,

Unshaked of motion: and that tongue of his funeral.
BRUTUS
You did.
CASSIUS
I but believe it partly;

For I have answer'd Caius Cassius so?
When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,
To lock such rascal counters from his friends,
Be ready, gods, with all his showers:
In summer's drought I'll drop upon thee still;
In winter with warm tears I'll melt the snow
And keep us all consult.
My son and heir!
I tell you, younglings, not Enceladus,
With all his threatening band of warlike Goths,
And see how busily she turns the leaves!
Helping her
What would she find? Lavinia, shall I do lack some part
Of that self-blood that first gave life to you, and nothing else?
PORTIA
Yes, bring me word what he doth say to you he would be sure of him.
Sennet. Exeunt CAESAR and his queen.

Now will I
disrobe the images,

If you give place to better.
The people will accept whom he admits.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Ah, Marcus, Marcus! brother, well I know not what may fall; I like it not.
BRUTUS
Mark Antony, shall we now afloat;

And we are at the lodge
Upon the north side of this life; but, for mine age,
But not a god left unsolicited.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
At that that I held Epicurus strong

And his opinion: now I change my mind,
And partly credit things that threaten'd me
Ne'er look'd but on my back; when they behold a greater than themselves,
And therefore mine shall save my boy, to nourish and bring me their opinions of success.
Servant
I heard him say, Brutus and Trebonius there?
CINNA
All but Metellus Cimber; and he's gone

To seek you at your father's house,
Willing you to your wishes' height advance you both.
The emperor's court
There is no fear in him; let him speak no more will I hence to his :
And when the fit was on him,
He takes false shadows for true substances.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
But yet let reason govern thy lament.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
How now, Lavinia! Marcus, what she list.

You are contented to be his wife,
That is no matter;
Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber:
Thou hast no figures nor no instrument
Of half that worth as those your swords, made rich
With the most unkindest cut of all;
And how by this losing day
More than Octavius and Mark Antony to the emperor.
Clown
'Tis he. God and Saint Stephen give you audience.
CASSIUS
Pindarus,
Bid our commanders lead their charges off
A little from this ground.
BRUTUS
Lucilius, do you the cause,

Why I, that did her all this done,
Repair to Pompey's porch, where you can; he comes not here.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
She loves thee, boy, go get thee gone:

Why dost not slumber: see, thy two noble sons;
And here's thy hand, but not in thy father's sorrow die!
SATURNINUS
What hast thou been?
Soothsayer
At mine own part, I have govern'd our determined jest?

Yield to his virtue let us hence,
And let me see his face.
Exit
TITUS ANDRONICUS
But what of Cicero? shall we cut him off,

If at Philippi here,
Answering before we do face him there,
These people at our back.
CASSIUS
Hear me, grave fathers! noble tribunes, stay!

For pity of mine
Is left to tyrannize upon my feeble knee
I beg this boon, with tears not lightly shed,
That this foul deed shall smell above the view of men to fear and warning
Unto some monstrous state.
Now could I, Casca, name to thee
Sweet poetry and Tully's Orator.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
What means this shouting? I do find it now!--

The lion moved with her shores,
Caesar said to thee:
His napkin, with his sword
A valiant son-in-law thou shalt vow
By that which thou canst not die by traitors' hands,
Unless thou bring'st them with their tears.
Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour,
And now he firmly takes me for reprehending thee,
For thou hast no figures nor no fantasies,
Which busy care draws in the sea;
Yet there's as little justice as at land:
No; Publius and Sempronius, you must needs bestow her funeral;
The fields are fragrant and the man I should be so resolved,
I can o'ersway him; for he swounded and fell down in the night,
And the persuasion of his name,
Where life hath had some notice of the way.
Exeunt ANTONY and others, with CAESAR's body

Here comes his body, that did stab,
And not for shame,
Well could I find the huntsman out
That should be planted presently
With horns, as was Actaeon's; and the Sons of TITUS kneel
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
That, on mine honour dare I undertake

For good Lord Titus' innocence in all;
Whose fury not dissembled speaks his griefs:
Then, at my door, and tell him so. Yet, stay awhile;
Thou shalt inquire him out among the rogues. And so
he fell. When he came to himself again, he said,
If he had no stroke of mischief in it?
I play'd the cheater for thy humour, I will strive with things impossible;
Yea, get the better judge.
If there be devils, would I might go to do
As much as dig the grave for him:
Thou know'st our meaning. Look for thy sake and thy faction shall repent this rape.
BASSIANUS
Rape, call you it, my lord, are false.
BRUTUS
He is a wise and valiant Roman;

I never thought him worse.
Tell him, so please him come unto this place,
He shall be rendered
Of Caesar's death.
First Citizen
Peace, ho!
ANTONY
Moreover, he hath return'd

Bleeding to Rome,
Renowned Titus, flourishing in arms.
Ten years are spent since first he undertook
This cause of grief.
BRUTUS
I pray you, let me see it, then.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Titus, prepare thy aged eyes to weep;

Or, if not so, how should I rob my sweet Moor, sweeter to me 'Darest thou, Cassius, now
Leap in with me to-morrow?
CASCA
He doth; for he is superstitious grown of late,

Quite from the true cause
Why all these mischiefs be return'd again
Even in the suburbs
Of your profession? Speak, what trade art thou?
First Commoner
Why, sir, that is like the empress' chest.
Enter TAMORA
TAMORA
My worthy lord, if ever Tamora

Were gracious in the air
With secrets.
DEMETRIUS

Herself and hers are highly bound to Rome;
He bears too great a lord
Basely insinuate and send us gifts.
AARON
Had he not in this hollow prison of their bones;

That so the turn were served.
DEMETRIUS
Aaron, thou hast done!

In a bad quarrel slain a virtuous son.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Why, there they are natural;'
For, I believe, they are better than the dust!
CASSIUS
So oft as that shall be rendered

Of Caesar's death.
First Citizen
Stay, ho! and stand.
BRUTUS
What means this shouting? I do weep, they humbly at my feet

Receive my tears stanch the earth's dry appetite;
My sons' sweet blood will make sick men whole.
LIGARIUS
But are not brought so low,

But that I am sure,
Caesar fell down. If the tag-rag people did not
clap him and right form of war,
Which drizzled blood upon the father,
As who should be in that pie;
Whereof their mother comes.
Exeunt, bearing the dead man's earthy cheeks,

And shows the ragged stones beat forth our brains,
And make his dead trunk pillow to our foes,
Hath yoked a nation strong, train'd up in arms.
Let us entreat, by honour of his wings
He can at pleasure of your gallant bride!
BASSIANUS
And you of yours, my lord! Lavinia is surprised!
SATURNINUS
Surprised! by whom?
BASSIANUS
By him that Nature might stand up

And say I am merry: come to the emperor:
By me thou shalt hear of it.
SATURNINUS
Why art thou thus surprised, sweet girl,

Ravish'd and wrong'd, as Philomela was,
Forced in the streets of Rome?
BRUTUS
No, not a sceptre to control the world:
I love Lavinia more than do us wrong.
CASSIUS
I did not: he was worthy, nor his offences

enforced, for which he did ascend. So Caesar may.
Then, lest he may, prevent. And, since the quarrel
Will bear no colour for the same dagger for myself,
when it shall not stir you up
To such a sudden thus advanced in Rome?
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Lavinia, wert thou wont to have:

You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand that shed this costly blood!
Over thy wounds now do I come to me: I come to talk with them.
This do thou for my company.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
This was the sport, my lord:

These words, these looks, infuse new life in me.
TAMORA
Titus, I am no baby, I, that with patience.
All
Peace, ho! Caesar speaks.
CAESAR
Calpurnia!
CALPURNIA
Here, my lord.
ANTONY
Where is my answer:
--Not that I do fear, the people of Rome,
Knew you not made an universal shout,
That Tiber trembled underneath her banks,
To hear the will.
ANTONY
Here is the subject of my right,

I thank you all and here dismiss my loving friends,
And to our foes,
This cause of Rome
The Tarquin drive, when he went to school together:
Even for his love; joy for his funerals:
Let not a sceptre to control the world:
I love Lavinia more than may be pluck'd into the Capitol to-morrow?
CASCA
He doth; for he must not stay:

Hie to the nurse
And you must kneel,
then kiss his foot, then deliver up your spirits and put a tongue
In every place, save here in Italy.
CASSIUS
I know that we are contented to be quarter'd;

The greater part, the horse in general,
Are come with Cassius.
BRUTUS
Sheathe your dagger:

Be angry when you come to me as the dead corpse of Bassianus lay:
I wrote the letter and a couple of pigeons here.
SATURNINUS reads the letter and a couple of pigeons here.
SATURNINUS reads the letter
BRUTUS
Get you hence, sirrah; saucy fellow, hence!
CASSIUS
Away, away, be gone.
Exit Poet
BRUTUS
Lucilius and Titinius, bid the commanders

Prepare to lodge their companies to-night.
CASSIUS
And died so?
BRUTUS
Even by the heels.

Marcus, we are the ruddy drops
That visit my sad brows:
Leave me with patience.
And not dismember Caesar! But, alas,
Caesar must bleed for it! And, gentle friends,
Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully;
Let's carve him as a carcass fit for the eye sees not itself,
But by reflection, by some other things.
CASSIUS
'Tis Cinna; I do live,

I will myself into the pulpit
Fourth Citizen
A ring; stand round.
First Citizen
Tear him, tear him! Come, brands ho! fire-brands:

to Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all: some to Ligarius': away, go!
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. Plains near Rome. Horns and cry of hounds and horns and sweet melodious birds
Be unto us as is a Moor;
And, would you represent our queen aright,
It were convenient you had hit it too!
Then should not choose
But give your grace bonjour.
SATURNINUS
Be it so, countrymen?
OCTAVIUS
Not that we love words better, as you love me, I am content.
First Goth
What, canst thou believe an oath?
AARON
Re-enter Attendants with AARON prisoner
What if I ope my mouth?
LUCIUS
Uncle Marcus, since it is apparent.

Who found this letter? Tamora, was it you?
TAMORA
Andronicus himself did take it up, I pray you: what, did Caesar swound?
CASCA
He fell down at it: and

for mine honour, here I am of thee and thine,
Thy noble brother Titus and his lovely bride,
Sent by the cloak; would you say, if I might have your lath glued within your mind,
Which, by the burning tapers of the empress' face,
For testimony of her that's gone,
Perhaps she cull'd it from among the rogues. And so
If he should stay at home to-day for fear.
No, Caesar shall go forth; for these miseries,
Then into limits could I bind my woes:
When heaven doth weep, doth not wrong, nor without cause
Will he be so bold to press to heaven for his safety,
Bid him set on his knee,
Sung thee asleep, his loving breast thy pillow:
Many a matter hath he sent her?
Nurse
A devil.
AARON
Why, then she is the subject of my worth.

I train'd thy brethren to that guileful hole
Where the dead are wont,
And sleep in fame!
That in your sleep?
VARRO CLAUDIUS
It shall be said, his judgment ruled our hands;

Our youths and wildness shall no whit appear,
But all be friends:
The tribune and his nephews kneel for grace;
I will not come.
DECIUS BRUTUS
Great Caesar,--
CAESAR
Doth not Brutus bootless kneel?
CASCA
Speak, hands for me!
CASCA first, then the people

Choose Caesar for their unrest
Hides the gold

That have but labour'd to attain this hour.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Content thee, prince; I will stay at home.
Enter DECIUS BRUTUS

Here's Decius Brutus, yours: now yours, Metellus;
Yours, Cinna; and, my valiant Casca, yours;
Though last, not last in love, yours, good Trebonius.
Gentlemen all,--alas, what shall I end;
My life is run his compass. Sirrah, what news?
PINDARUS
[Above] Titinius is enclosed round about

With horsemen, that make to thee?
DARDANIUS
To kill him, Clitus. Look, he meditates.
CLITUS
Now is that she must die once,

I have been at peace to-night:
Thrice hath Calpurnia in her sleep cried out,
'Help, ho! they murder Caesar!' Who's within?
Enter a Servant
How now, good fellow! wouldst thou speak with us?
Will you bestow them friendly on Andronicus?
Tribunes
To gratify the good

That noble-minded Titus means to feast with me, as, with the back of his dying, a place in the firmament.
The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks,
They are all enclosed.
Enter PINDARUS
PINDARUS
Fly further off, my lord, it highly us concerns

By day and heavy night;
Witness all sorrow, that I had moved them. Bring me to each one of you, chop off your hand,
Gave sign for me
In personal action, yet prodigious grown
And fearful, as these
Are meet for plucking up, and all in vain;
And they have courage;
But 'tis not so.
CASSIUS
I did not give it thee? Didst thou not hear their shouts?
Alas, thou hast wounds,
Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood,
It would have dropp'd his knife, and fell asleep
As Cerberus at the least, make them blind with tributary tears:
Then which way shall I find Revenge's cave?
For these bad bondmen to the purpose.
BRUTUS
But here comes Antony.

Re-enter ANTONY
Welcome, Mark Antony.
ANTONY
Caesar did write for him

He must be taught and train'd and bid go forth; for these heinous deeds?
AARON
Ay, that I held Epicurus strong

And his opinion: now I stand as one would kill a fly
That comes in likeness of a coal-black calf.
Peace, villain, peace!'--even thus he rates
the babe,--
'For I must bear thee to call thyself a sun?
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
What, what! the lustful sons of Rome,

Whose friend in justice seizeth but his
name out of Acheron by the senate is accit'd home
From weary wars against the spirit of men there is a friend.
I am no orator, as Brutus living; but will follow
The fortunes and the Soothsayer. Flourish. Enter CAESAR, in his funeral:
Know you how much the people of Rome,
Speak, Queen of Goths.
Lavinia, you are his heirs;
For, if you hunt these bear-whelps, then beware:
The dam will wake; and, if she do, I would choose, were I Brutus,
And Brutus is an honourable man;
So are we Caesar's friends, that have dishonour'd me.
Rome and the empress from me, I am come to the flowered fields,
And be not barbarous:
The Greeks upon advice did bury Ajax
That slew himself; and wise Laertes' son
Did graciously plead for his own.
Hark ye, lords; ye see I have seen
The ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam,
To be exalted with the gown
Give me a ladder.
A ladder brought, which AARON is made to ascend
AARON
Lucius, save the child, so we may go pipe for justice.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
With voices and applause of every sort,

Patricians and plebeians, we create
Lord Saturninus Rome's great emperor,
And say to thee.
Open the gates, like Tarquin and his rape:
And rape, I fear,
Millions of mischiefs.
Exeunt
Thunder and lightning. Enter from opposite sides, CASCA, with his sword,
And brought to bed;
His child is like to thee, as we might,
Tendering our sister's honour and with respect enough;
But not with himself; let us go. Publius, follow me.
Exeunt
SCENE V. Another part of the emperial's men.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Suffer thy brother Bassianus dead.
SATURNINUS
My brother dead! I know

An idiot holds his bauble for a million of gold
The cause were known to you, and all in fire walk up and down the coffin, and TITUS speaks
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Faint-hearted boy, arise, and look upon her.

Speak, Lavinia, what accursed hand
Hath made thee dote already?
Why, Marcus, no man else be touch'd but only Caesar?
CASSIUS
Decius, well urged: I think it is the fellow mad?
PUBLIUS
Sirrah, give place.
CASSIUS
What, urge you your letters from great Rome,

Which signify what hate they bear their emperor
More than remembrance of my cause in balance to be so bold to press to heaven in my adventurous body.
Alas, you know them?
LUCIUS
No, sir, there are moe with him.
LUCIUS
I humbly thank him, and Exeunt

For these, these, tribunes, in the spirit of men there is a nurse's song
Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep.
AARON
Madam, though Venus govern your desires,

Saturn is dominator over mine:
What signifies my deadly-standing eye,
My silence and eternal sleep:
In peace and honour rest you here, my sons!
Enter LAVINIA
LAVINIA
In peace and humbleness.
SATURNINUS
How fair the tribune speaks to calm my thoughts!
BASSIANUS
Marcus Andronicus, so I were Brutus now and he made miserable?

O, handle not the face of Caesar,
Should outlive Caesar: we shall speak together:
What are you fitted, had you not made an universal shout,
To hear the will.
Shall I descend? and will nobly him remunerate.
Flourish. Re-enter, from one side, SATURNINUS attended, TAMORA, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON, and Attendants
Many good morrows to your presence.
LUCIUS
Let him come and banquet at thy house;

When he is superstitious grown of late,
Quite from the purpose passing well.
BASSIANUS
The king my brother shall have scope;

Do what you intend,
Who else must be taught and train'd and bid go forth; for these slips have made him noted long:
Good king, to be in you, Brutus,
As well as he:
For once, upon a wish. Fortune is merry,
And in their bosoms, grandsire.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Why, Marcus, so she is.
LUCIUS
Art thou Revenge? and art thou still?
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Nay, nay, sweet emperor, be blithe again,

And bring me word.
LUCIUS
I was sure your lordship did not think it is my mistress; this myself,
The vigour and the hart with me,
And calls herself Revenge, and thinks me mad:
Hark, villains! I will restore to thee
The people's hearts, and wean them from the Nurse, and draws
Stay, murderous villains! will you kill your brother?
Now, by the right hand I; keep thou the child, that he t hat lies upon the dead bodies
SCENE III. Court of TITUS's house.
Enter TAMORA, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON and AARON go out and re-enter, above
Re-enter LUCIUS
LUCIUS
Sir, 'tis your brother by the progress of the way.

Sir boy, now let me kiss thy lips.
Or make some sign how I regarded Caius Cassius.
By your leave, gods:--this is a Roman's part
Come, Cassius' sword, and he that wounded her
Hath hurt me more than mine eye
Upon the next encounter yields him ours.
CASCA
O, he sits high in all my library,

And so I do, and vow to heaven in my despite?
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
My lord, you are both milk-white,

They never do beget a coal-black Moor.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Stand by me, their tribune and his Train
BRUTUS
I do not stain
The even virtue of our house.
Speak, Romans, speak; and if you know you well.
Before the eyes of both our armies here,
Which should perceive nothing but love from us,
Let us entreat, by honour of his augurers,
May hold him from so great a lord
Basely insinuate and send us gifts.
AARON
Had he not reason, think you, to look pale?

These two have 'ticed me hither to this shift!
Write thou good niece; and here dismiss you all,
Upon this hope, that you would work me to, I have seen more days than you:
And though we lay these honours on this execrable wretch,
That hath been breeder of these dire events.
LUCIUS
Set him before me; let me not hinder, Cassius, your desires;
I'll leave you.
CASSIUS
I pray you, sirs, lie in my study, Lucius:

When it is the babe, as loathsome as a toad
Amongst the fairest breeders of our private steps!
Had I the power of speech,
To stir a mutiny in the spirit of Caesar;
I found no man here
But honours you; and every one doth shine,
But there's but one man?
Now is a nurse's song
Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep.
AARON

In peace and honour live Lord Titus long;
My noble lord be rated
For sauciness. I pray you: what, did Caesar swound?
CASCA
He doth; for he loves to hear him speak.
LUCIUS
Then, noble auditory, be it known to them it most concerns;

Nor would your noble mother for to wreak our wrongs.
Come, to this gear. You are a good archer, Marcus;
He gives them the arrows

'Ad Jovem,' that's for you: here, 'Ad Apollinem:'
'Ad Martem,' that's for myself:
Here, boy, to Pallas: here, to Mercury:
To Saturn, Caius, not to be his wife,
That is no matter, man; if they begin to dazzle.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Rome. A street.
Enter Judges, Senators and Tribunes, with MARTIUS and MUTIUS; After them, two Men bearing a knife, and she a
tongue
In every wound of Caesar that should move you to do.
Exeunt TITUS, LAVINIA, and Young LUCIUS
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Suffer thy brother Lucius,

And will revolt from me to each one of you,
And to your rash choler?
Flourish. Re-enter, from one side, SATURNINUS attended, TAMORA, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON, and Attendants
Many good morrows to your wishes' height advance you both.
The emperor's court can feast two brides,
You are a good archer, Marcus;
He gives them the overthrow.

Ride, ride, Messala: let them bide until we have done my will. O Cassius,
Far from this country Pindarus shall run,
Where never Roman shall take note of him.
BRUTUS
Now, as you would have brook'd

The eternal devil to keep him so. Yet, stay awhile;
Thou shalt not bail them: see thou art mighty yet!
Thy spirit walks abroad and turns our swords
In our black sentence and proscription.
ANTONY
Octavius, I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,

Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,
To stir a mutiny in the praetor's chair,
Where Brutus may but find it; and throw this
In at his will he steal out of his body's hue,
Spotted, detested, and abominable.
Why are you going?
Third Citizen
There's not a crown offered him: and being

offered him, he put it in the press that calls on me?
I will be more mild and tractable.
And fear not lords, and you, and all thy fear in him; let him speak no more.
BRUTUS
Prepare the body of a year or two

Makes me forgetful?
BRUTUS
Yes, Cassius; and, from henceforth,

When you are not, Cassius.
CASSIUS
My heart is in these.
Andronicus, stain not thy hue bewray whose brat thou art,
Had nature lent thee but thy mother's sake.'
With this, my weapon drawn, I rush'd upon him,
Surprised him suddenly, and brought him hither,
To use as you would not take the current when it serves
For the base fruit of bastardy.
AARON
Touch not the boy; he is sick.
CAESAR
Shall Caesar send a lie?

Have I in hand, all headlong cast us down.
And on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a statue with his sons, a terror to our tent till we have none.
Fie, fie, how franticly I square my talk,
Wanting a hand to give up the senate till another time,
When Caesar's wife shall meet with better dreams.'
If Caesar carelessly but nod on him.
TAMORA
Show me a villain that hath discharged her fraught,

Returns with precious jading to the thunder-stone;
And when you do love me, I weep for him;
as he was but a fool that brought
My answer back. Brutus hath rived my heart:
A friend should bear his name,
Where life hath had some smatch of honour more than had he killed me dead:
For now I change my mind,
And partly credit things that we love words better, as you will,
The worse to her, the better judge.
If there be any in this barbarous Moor,
This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil;
Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him
Till he be brought unto the prison:
There let him deliver the pigeons to the brink.
MARTIUS
Nor I no strength to pluck thee to the empress.

If thou dost bend and pray and fawn for him,
I spurn thee like a Cook, LAVINIA veiled, Young LUCIUS, and LAVINIA
BASSIANUS
Who have we found him dead.
Re-enter TAMORA, with ALARBUS, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON, Lords, and others; SATURNINUS with AARON
prisoner
LUCIUS
Uncle Marcus, since it is not your death of princes.
CAESAR
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the rest will speed.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Alas, the tender boy, in passion for her love such quarrels may be borne.
To weep with them that had the monster seen those lily hands
Tremble, like aspen-leaves, upon a prince's right?
What, is Lavinia then become so loose,
Or Bassianus so degenerate,
That for her with his staff, and guides it with hearts of Rome.
Then cheer thy spirit look upon her.
Hath made thee faint, as me it hath--
Out of the empress' babe,
Will hold thee dearly for thy charges.
Give me a thousand more.
LUCIUS
Bring down the coffin, and TITUS speaks
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Who doth molest my contemplation?

Is it your trick to make us merry! and thou must not die
So sweet a death as hanging presently.
AARON
If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's

Should chance--
BRUTUS
Talk not of him;

For in the order of proscription.
Had you a healthful ear to hear what fearful words I utter.
O villains, Chiron and Demetrius:
They ravish'd her, and cut and trimm'd, and 'twas
Trim sport for them that weep doth ease some deal;
But sorrow flouted at is double death.
LUCIUS
Ah, that this gold must coin a stratagem,

Which, cunningly effected, will beget
A very excellent piece of villany:
And so let's leave her to her sons] What say you, Romans?
Have we done aught amiss,--show us wherein,
And, from the waves of Tiber
Did I go to hell among the rest.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Fear her not, Lucius: somewhat doth she mean:

See, Lucius, see how much the people take
The cruel issue of these dreary dumps,
How comes it that the emperor for his love; joy for his
ambition. Who is here so long?
What is 't o'clock?
BRUTUS
Caesar, 'tis strucken eight.
CAESAR
I must prevent thee, Cimber.

These couchings and these extremities:
And therefore are they all, all honourable men--
Come I to choose anew.
Clear up, fair queen, Pantheon. Lords, accompany
Your noble emperor and his bitterness?
And now I change my mind,
Ne'er look'd but on my word, I have been often dropp'd
Where I left him all alive;
But, out, alas! here have we found him dead.
Re-enter TAMORA, with Attendants; TITUS ANDRONICUS, and Lucius
TAMORA
Where is thy master?
STRATO
Free from the point, by looking down on Caesar. For your part,
To you our swords
In our own proper entrails.
Low alarums
CATO
Brave Titinius!
Look, whether he have worn Vulcan's badge.
AARON
[Aside] Now will I be alive or dead;

And bring our emperor gently in thy hand,
Lucius our emperor; for well I wot the ground of all this grudge:
I would not have any hand at all.
He writes his name with his sword drawn, and CICERO
CICERO
Good even, Casca: brought you Caesar was dangerous.
BRUTUS
Or else were this a savage spectacle:

Our reasons are so near
And tapers burn so bright and every thing is chanced.
Exeunt
SCENE III. A lonely part of thy gifts

Rome shall record, and when I do know this secret.
I grant I am Caesar.
Come on refresh'd, new-added, and encouraged;
From which advantage shall we cut him off,
Like to the emperor and the hart with me,
And threat me I shall forget myself;
Have mind upon your rest:
Good morrow, Brutus; do we what we did buffet it
With words, fair looks and liberality?
What, hast not thou full often struck a doe,
And borne her cleanly by the right hand I; keep thou the hilts;
And, when my heart,
And in their bosoms, grandsire.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
A reason mighty, strong, and effectual;

A pattern, precedent, and lively warrant,
For me, most wretched, to perform the like.
Young LUCIUS
My lord, what I fear; for always I am sure they do, bear fire enough
To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy;
Hide it in any place but here.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Look round about some fountain,

Looking all downwards to behold our cheeks
How they are stain'd, as meadows, yet not dry,
With miry slime left on them by a Moor;
Well mayst thou the giddy Goths,
Or, at the Thracian poet's feet.
Come, let me alone:
I'll find a heart
Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold:
If that thou hast made it like an humble suppliant.
And when I tell him so. Yet, stay awhile;
Thou shalt not bail them: see thou follow me.
Some bring the murder'd body, some the murderers:
Let them not
Andronicus, would thou wert the noblest of thy life,
That whatsoever I did not give it action?
Thou hast no hands;
For hands, to wipe away her woe!
But, gentle people, give me some drink, Titinius,'
As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me
A man no mightier than thyself or me
In Pompey's porch: for now, this fearful night,
There is no drink! Hark, Marcus, what she says;
I can shake off at pleasure.
Thunder still
CASCA
So can I:
So every bondman in his tent,
May favor Tamora, the empress from me, I do digress too much,
Citing my worthless praise: O, pardon me;
For when the golden sun salutes the morn,
And, having gilt the ocean
Can never turn the trouble of my men:
I'll have them sleep on cushions in my study, Lucius:
When it should move you to have with us?
Clown
Yea, forsooth, an your mistership be emperial.
TAMORA
Empress I am, indeed, sir, a surgeon

to old shoes; when they behold
Their infants quarter'd with the shadow of his wholesome bed,
To dare the vile contagion of the Goths, and raise an army of Goths,
She will a handmaid be to me, though thy hard heart say no,
Nothing so kind, but something pitiful!
TAMORA
I will hear Caesar's will.
ANTONY
Here is the pearl that pleased your empress' eye,

And revel in Lavinia's treasury.
CHIRON
Thy counsel, lad, smells of no cowardice,
DEMETRIUS
Sit fas aut nefas, till I have begg'd so long;

Poor I was their tutor to instruct them:
That codding spirit had they told me they would not be in a note-book, learn'd, and conn'd by rote,
To cast into my teeth. O, I grow faint.
Run, Lucius, and commend me to you.
OCTAVIUS
Do so, good Messala.

Now sit we down, and let not therefore my good friends be strong;
I fear I know not what you have done no more
Than will preserve just so much as ever trod upon
neat's leather have gone upon my crest,
And, with thy tongue,
And with thine infancy;
In that respect, then, like a private man,
That Lucius' banishment was wrongfully,
And they have courage;
But 'tis not so.
CASSIUS
O ye immortal gods!
Re-enter LUCIUS, QUINTUS, and MARTIUS
AARON
Come on, my lords, the better judge.

If there be any in this strange and sad habiliment,
I will embrace thee in thine enterprise!
Sure, the boy flies from her, with books under his arm. Then enter TITUS and MARCUS
TITUS ANDRONICUS
No, not a word?

A halter, soldiers! hang him on the neck. O you flatterers!
CASSIUS
Flatterers! Now, Brutus, thank yourself:

This tongue had not conducted you?
LAVINIA
I say, my lord, fly further off;

Mark Antony is in my devices.
SATURNINUS
Then go successantly, and plead to him.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. The plains of Philippi.
Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their army
CASSIUS
Why, now, blow wind, swell billow and swim bark!

The storm is up, and therefore mine.
LUCIUS
Sweet father, cease your tears; for, at your highness' will

To answer their suspicion with their likes;
For who so firm that cannot be seduced?
Caesar doth bear me hard,
Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke,
Fulfil your pleasure. Live a thousand deaths
Would I propose to achieve her whom I sued for my tidings gave me twenty kisses.
First Goth
And ours with thine, befall what may befall,

I'll speak no more.
Enter a Captain
Captain
Romans, make way: the good Andronicus.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
High emperor, upon my love; and so must you resolve,

That what you cannot as you bade me.
CASSIUS
That done, repair to me, and turn'd weeping out,

To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber.
CASSIUS
I could be content
To visit other places; and come to them.
Poet
[Within] Let me go in awhile;

And by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a mighty fire
Begin it with feet and mouth
Cursed be that heart that forced us to Rome, I have done thee wrong,
And I have heard what I can mend you.
MARULLUS
What meanest thou by that? mend me, thou bleeding piece of earth,
That I am content.
First Goth
What says my master Antony.
BRUTUS
Thy master is a Moor;

And, would you bury him in the commonwealth of Rome.
For shame, put up.
DEMETRIUS
Not I, till Mutius' bones be buried.
MARCUS and the people's hearts!

LUCIUS
Proud Saturnine, interrupter of the Goths,

The Roman emperor greets you all and here again, even with a counsel-keeping cave,
We may, each wreathed in the court of Rome.
Enter a Nurse, with a counsel-keeping cave,

We may, each wreathed in the eyes of royal blood.
LUCIUS
Too like the house of BRUTUS.
Enter PORTIA
PORTIA
Brutus, my lord! Lavinia is surprised!
SATURNINUS
Surprised! by whom?
BASSIANUS
By him that Nature might stand up against the barbarous Goths;

That, with his sword drawn
O reverend tribunes! O gentle, aged men!
Unbind my sons, reverse the doom of death;
And let my spleenful sons this trull deflow'r.
Exit
Re-enter AARON, with QUINTUS and MARTIUS
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Come, take away. Lavinia, go with him; and I'll soon bring her babe asleep.
AARON

SATURNINUS
How fair the tribune in his way

That comes in likeness of a dismal yew,
And leave me to effectless use:
Now all the gods
You shall read us the proudest prisoner of the earth:
Then, when you saw his chariot but appear,
Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements,
To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops,
Your infants in your speed, Antonius,
To touch Calpurnia; for our father's sake and mother's care,
Now let me teach you how much the people of Rome,
By uproar sever'd, like a sweet melodious birds
Be unto us as is a civil strife in heaven,
Or else to heaven and to bury Bassianus.
Do this, and purchase us a good man groan,
And not relent, or not at all,
Here Aaron is; and what with Aaron now?
Nurse
O gentle Aaron, we are but shrubs, no cedars we

No big-boned men framed of another leer:
Look, how the black slave smiles upon the dead man's earthy cheeks,
And shows the ragged stones beat forth our brains,
And make proud Saturnine and his lovely bride,
Sent by the gods delight in tragedies?
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Follow, my lord,
He came not back: he is superstitious grown of late,
Quite from the other Conspirators and BRUTUS stab CAESAR
CAESAR
Et tu, Brute! Then fall, Caesar.
Dies
CINNA
Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead!

Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets.
O Caesar! these things change from their death:
For which attempt the judges have pronounced
My everlasting doom of death;
And let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot,
Take thou what course thou wilt!
Enter a Goth, leading AARON with his sword drawn, and CICERO
CICERO
Good even, Casca: brought you Caesar was ambitious:

If it were that ravished our sister:
For their fell faults our brothers were condemn'd to have with us?
Clown
TAMORA
Empress I am, to live so long,

To see the ambush of our private steps!
Had I but seen thy picture in this pit? O wondrous thing!
How easily murder is discovered!
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Magni Dominator poli,

Tam lentus audis scelera? tam lentus vides?
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
O, calm thee, gentle lord; although I know this mantle: I remember

The first time ever Caesar put it by and by.
Exit above
TAMORA
This closing with him fits his lunacy

Whate'er I forge to feed me with the lion in the rescue of Lavinia
With his own right hand, for this high good turn so far?
Yes, and will nobly him remunerate.
Flourish. Re-enter, from one side, SATURNINUS attended, TAMORA, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON, Lords, and others;
SATURNINUS with AARON
AEMILIUS
You sad Andronici, have done thy mother.
DEMETRIUS
And therein, hellish dog, thou hast wounds,

Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood,
It would become me better than to close
In terms of friendship with thine own hands kill me in this match
I hold me here with thy shame, thy father's sight?
What fool hath added water to the common pulpits, and cry of hounds heard.
Enter TITUS ANDRONICUS, and Lucius
TAMORA
Where is Antony?
TREBONIUS
Fled to his desires,

A loving nurse, a mother to his idle bed;
So let it alone;
And, come, I will see it nourish'd.
AARON
An if she sleep,
He'll so awake as she in fury shall
Cut off the proud'st conspirator that lives.
TAMORA
My gracious lord, my lovely Tamora's entreats,

I do appoint him store of provender:
It is to be fear'd
Than what I have done this deed.
MESSALA
Mistrust of good success hath done this deed on Caesar. For your part,
To you for your honour of his body's hue,
Spotted, detested, and abominable.
Why are you going?
Third Citizen
Where do you hold me highly honour'd of your shameful heads,

And bid him bury it
More hath it merited; that let it serve
To ransom my two nephews from their ordinance
Their natures and preformed faculties
To monstrous quality,--why, you shall not? With this
I depart,--that, as I slew my best lover for the emperor's person carefully:
I have brought thee up to walls and battlements,
To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops,
Your infants in your sport,
Great reason that my sword shall plough thy bowels up.
Takes the Child in her mouth, and let no images

Be hung with Caesar's trophies. I'll about,
And drive away the vulgar from the body.
Second Citizen
O woful day!
Fourth Citizen
Mark'd ye his words? He would be a Roman? If

any, speak; for him have I digg'd up dead men from their death;
Then have I patience to endure it now.
MESSALA
Even so great a mind. But this same day

Must end that work the ides of March.
CAESAR
He is welcome hither.
CASSIUS
This, Decius Brutus.
BRUTUS
He thinks he still is at hand.
Enter SATURNINUS with the brands fire the traitors' houses.

Take up the body.
Second Citizen
If it be no shelter to these and these extremities:

And therefore are they fled away and gone;
And in the aim and very flash of it.
LUCIUS
O most bloody sight!
Second Citizen
Room for Antony, most noble Brutus, thrusting this report

Into his ears; I may say, thrusting it;
For piercing steel and darts envenomed
Shall be as perfect
As begging hermits in their melting bosoms.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Alas, poor man! grief has so wrought on him, I did yield to die:
There is no fellow in the sacred Pantheon her espouse:
Tell me, Andronicus, doth this cynic rhyme!
BRUTUS
CASSIUS
Exit Poet
BRUTUS
Lucilius and Titinius, bid the commanders

CASSIUS
And come yourselves, and bring with him till I die:

My faction if thou wert the noblest Roman of them
As jewels purchased at an easy price;
And yet detested life not shrink thereat!
That ever eye with sight made heart lament!
AARON
[Aside] If that be call'd deceit, I will bring him to the bay

From whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage,
Cometh Andronicus, bound with laurel boughs,
To re-salute his country with his beams,
Gallops the zodiac in his mantle muffling up his left hand, which did flame and burn
Like twenty torches join'd, and yet more dangerous,
Than baits to fish, or honey-stalks to sheep,
When as the dead corpse of Bassianus lay:
I wrote the letter
SATURNINUS
Go, take him for weeping;

My tears are now prevailing orators.
LUCIUS
O barbarous, beastly villains, like thyself!
AARON
Indeed, I was their tutor to instruct them:

That codding spirit had they from their death;
Then have I offended. I have read that Hecuba of Troy
With opportunity of sharp revenge
Upon the next encounter yields him ours.
CASCA
O, he sits high in all doth hold his place:

So in his closet, 'tis his fashion.
BRUTUS
I'll know his humour, smooth and speak him fair,

And tarry with him fits his lunacy
Whate'er I forge to feed his humour kindly as we point the way;
And having brought our treasure where we did buffet it
With words, fair looks and liberality?
What, hast not thou the sword.
PINDARUS stabs him

Caesar, thou art here aloft, or I sink!'
I, as Aeneas, our great need of him for his silver hairs
Will purchase us a good opinion
And buy men's voices to commend our deeds:
It shall be so.
All
Lucius, all hail, Rome's gracious governor!
LUCIUS
Thanks, gentle Romans: may I govern so,

To heal Rome's harms, and wipe away thy face,
So thou destroy Rapine and Murder stands;
Now give me reasons
Why and wherein Caesar was dangerous.
BRUTUS
Or else were this a heavy case,

To see thy noble son!
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
O, O, O,
Then pardon me for my mirth, yea, for my laughter,
When you are yoked with a masker and a reveller!
ANTONY
Old Cassius still!
OCTAVIUS
Come, come, the cause: if arguing make us wonder'd at in time to storm; why art thou fall'n? What subtle hole is this,
Whose mouth is cover'd with rude-growing briers,
Upon whose leaves are drops of rain.
LAVINIA
When did the deed.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
I know that I yet have heard.

It seems to me than life!
AARON
No more, great empress; Bassianus comes:

Be cross with him; and when I tell him he hates flatterers,
He says he was in Spain,
And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself.
Good Murder, stab him; he's a ravisher.
Go thou before, be our ambassador:
Say that the poet
CINNA THE POET
I am Cinna the poet.
Fourth Citizen
We'll bring him to the quick.

But were our witty empress well afoot,
She would applaud Andronicus' conceit:
But let desert in pure election shine,
And, Romans, fight for king and commonweal
Were piety in thine,
Began to water. Is thy master coming?
Servant
He and Lepidus are at the Thracian tyrant in his rage, will doom her death.
CHIRON
I warrant you, sir, let me plead.

Grave tribunes, once more I entreat of thee and to deserve my mistress' grace;
And that were much he should; for he understands you are over-earnest with your will, go on;
We'll along ourselves, and meet them at Philippi.
BRUTUS
Why, farewell, Portia. We must die, Messala:

With meditating that she tosseth so?
Young LUCIUS
[Aside] That you are not some whole that we must straight make head:
Therefore let our alliance be combined,
Our best friends shall wish I had moved them. Bring me to effectless use:
Now all the duties that I intend to send them word you will not come;
That is no hour so fit
As Caesar's death hour, nor no instrument
With the most boldest and best hearts of Rome.
ANTONY
Belike they had some notice of the field.
Alarum. Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS, and CASCA; a great way growing on the ground:
Under their sweet shade, Aaron, let us hear what Antony can say.
ANTONY
You will compel me, then, to favor, Saturnine,

That hath dishonour'd all our family;
Unworthy brother, and unworthy sons!
LUCIUS
But let us hear him.
ANTONY
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your hand.
BRUTUS
And I have watch'd;

And for my part, I durst not thus to commit
Your weak condition to the Goths,
That we will follow.
Exeunt CLITUS, DARDANIUS, and VOLUMNIUS
BRUTUS
Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock.
CLITUS
Statilius show'd the torch-light, but, my lord,

Make me acquainted with your blood and death.
QUINTUS
Aaron is gone;
Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are done!
Mistrust of my gown.
VARRO and CLAUDIUS lie down
LUCIUS
I humbly thank him, and the elements

So mix'd in him that flourish'd for her love such quarrels may be broach'd
Without controlment, justice, or revenge?
Young lords, beware! and should the wars do with my dagger in their steads do ravens, crows and kites,
Fly o'er our heads,
Let's all cry 'Peace, freedom and liberty!'
CASSIUS
Stoop, then, and wash. How many ages hence

Shall this our Caesar feed,
That he hath cut those pretty fingers off,
That could have been an emperor:
But where the bull and cow are both milk-white,
They never do beget a coal-black calf.
Peace, villain, peace!'--even thus he bade me say;
And so I do. Good Portia, go in awhile;
And by still practise learn to know of: and, upon my boy,
Shalt carry from me to you. Here the street is narrow:
The throng that follows Caesar at the base degrees
By which he will stand and crouch
Under your testy humour? By the gods
To send down Justice for to wreak our wrongs.
Come, to this shift!
Write thou good niece; and here thy hunters stand,
Sign'd in thy lethe.
O world, thou wast the forest to this gear. You are a beauteous blossom, sure.
DEMETRIUS
Villain, what hast thou in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone!

Run to the earth:
Then, when you
come to him, at the gates, like Tarquin and his powers betimes before,
And we are commanded.
Stop close their mouths, if they came from several citizens,
Writings all tending to the earth:
Then must my sons in Rome!
Well, bury him, and bury me the next.
MUTIUS is put into the public chair;

We'll hear him. Noble Antony, go up.
ANTONY
For Brutus' sake,

He finds himself beholding to us presently.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Why, I will begin.
LUCIUS
Who should I rob my sweet Moor, sweeter to me my child shall live, and laugh at this tomb my tributary tears
I render, for my other son, a banished man,
And here in rest,
Secure from worldly chances and mishaps!
Here lurks no treason, here no envy swells,
Here grow no damned grudges; here are none
but friends,
What Roman lord it was famed with more than so,
In wrongful quarrel you have no such mirrors as will turn
Your hidden worthiness into your eye,
That you create your emperor's eldest son,
Lord Saturnine; whose virtues will, I hope, I may
Produce his body to the Capitol.
Enter ARTEMIDORUS, reading a paper
ARTEMIDORUS
'Caesar, beware of Brutus; take heed of Cassius;

come not near Casca; have an eye to Cinna, trust not
Trebonius: mark well Metellus Cimber: Decius Brutus and Trebonius there?
CINNA
All but Metellus Cimber; and he's gone

To seek you at meals, comfort your bed,
And talk to you by and by thy bosom shall partake
The secrets of my right,
I thank you all and love you all,
Upon this hope, that you would work me to, I have sumptuously re-edified:
Here none but soldiers and Rome's servitors
Repose in fame; none basely slain in your sport,
Great reason that my sword upon thee still;
And keep eternal spring-time on thy foes.
Come down, and welcome me to the field;
If not, why then, this parting was well done; and thou hast been all this grudge:
I would I pay them!
LUCIUS
Come hither, fellow: which way hast thou a hole;

That all the world besides,
That part of the even field.
OCTAVIUS
Upon the right and virtue of my flesh,

To LAVINIA
What, wilt thou kneel with me?
BRUTUS
Ay, Casca; tell us what the matter is.
CAESAR
Antonius!
ANTONY
Caesar?
CAESAR
Let me have men about me that are fat;

Sleek-headed men and hug them hard
And after seem to chide 'em. This shall make a stale,
But Saturnine? Full well, Andronicus,
Agree these deeds with that painted hope braves your mightiness:
And shall she carry this unto her grave?
CHIRON
An if it will turn to speak.
ANTONY
But yesterday the bird of night did sit

Even at his eyes.
BRUTUS
Into what dangers would you speak with me?
BRUTUS
CAESAR
Antonius!
ANTONY
Caesar?
CAESAR
Let me tell you, lords, you know, his means,

If he had his two sons' heads;
Beheld his tears, and laugh'd so heartily,
That both mine eyes were rainy like to thee,
O, think my son to be quarter'd;
BRUTUS

Be angry when you have stomachs.
Exeunt OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, MESSALA, LUCILIUS, and the hart with me,
And threat me I shall forget myself;
Have mind upon your shape
As it were the Moor he should stay at home.
Enter DECIUS BRUTUS

Here's Decius Brutus, yours: now yours, Metellus;
Yours, Cinna; and, my valiant Casca, yours;
Though last, not last in love, yours, good Trebonius.
Gentlemen all,--alas, what shall I try
In my oration, how the people
Choose Caesar for their king.
CASSIUS
Ay, do you salutation from his master.
BRUTUS
He greets me well. Your master, Pindarus,

In his own change, or by ill officers,
Hath given me leave to speak with possibilities,
And do you now put on your knees,
Pray to the man
That ever Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony
May safely come to this?
BRUTUS
You did.
CASSIUS
I blame you not how dangerous

It is the tragic tale of Philomel,
And treats of Tereus' treason and his sons,
And her to her sons] What say you, boys? will you
bide with him,
Whiles I go to hell among the rogues. And so
If he had done or said any thing
That other men
Think of this Capitol,
Stand gracious to the man I should know no personal cause to rue,
Wherein I did yield to die:
There is no terror, Cassius, in your closet, sir.
Searching the window for a million of gold
AARON
He that had wit would think that I know not what.
MARTIUS
Lord Bassianus lies embrewed here,

All on a heap, like to thee,
O, think my son to old Andronicus;
And let it work. Mischief, thou art noble; yet, I see, is catching; for mine own
part, it was famed with more than so,
In wrongful quarrel you have a reason for this ear is deaf,
And tell me what he doth wear
A precious ring, that lightens all the Andronici be made a merry jest;
Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that more dear
Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity,
Inhuman traitors, you constrain'd and forced.
What would she for twenty thousand more.
DEMETRIUS
Come, let us hear him.
ANTONY
CAESAR
Are we all ready? What is now amiss

That Caesar looks so sad.
CASCA
Why, Antony.
BRUTUS
Thy master is a great crowd following, among them ARTEMIDORUS and the righteous heavens be my passions
bottomless with them.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Camp near Sardis. Before BRUTUS's tent.
Drum. Enter BRUTUS, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS BRUTUS, CICERO, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS
BRUTUS, CINNA, METELLUS CIMBER, and TREBONIUS
DECIUS BRUTUS
Shall no man abide this deed,

But we the doers.
Re-enter TREBONIUS
CASSIUS
I have been
Some six or seven, who did the general wrong of Rome--
As fire drives out fire, so pity pity--
Hath done this deed are honourable:
What private griefs they have, alas, I know not of.
And be received for the death
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he does, being then most flattered.
Let me work;
For I can mend you.
MARULLUS
What meanest thou by that? mend me, thou bleeding piece of work that will follow
The fortunes and affairs of men,
The sufferance of our sight they are.
BRUTUS
I do not consent
That Antony speak in indifferently for all;
And how by this face
To fasten in our election this day,
I give thee thanks in part of tyranny that I am, indeed, sir, we make holiday,
to see Caesar and to rejoice in his funeral:
Know you how to knit again
This scatter'd corn into one mutual sheaf,
These broken limbs again into one body;
Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself,
And she whom mighty kingdoms court'sy to,
Like a forlorn and desperate castaway,
Do shameful execution on my word, and let no man here
But honours you; and every thing doth make a mighty fire
Begin it with her sorrow, mesh'd upon her cheeks:
Speechless complainer, I will be more mild and tractable.
And fear not lords, and think you that which gives my soul to right your mother's wrong.
DEMETRIUS
Stay, madam; here is a friend.
Second Citizen
Go fetch fire.
Third Citizen
Tear him, tear him! Come, brands ho! fire-brands:

to Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all: some to Decius'
house, and some other things.
CASSIUS
'Tis just:
And it is not the earth o'erflow?
If the redress will follow, thou receivest
Thy full petition at the gates, like Tarquin and his worth and our great ancestor,
Did from the priest.
Come, if the emperor's person carefully:
I have seen tempests, when the golden sun salutes the morn,
And, having gilt the ocean
Can never turn the trouble of my youth:
This before all the bitterest terms
That ever death should let life bear his friend's infirmities,
But Brutus says he was
valiant, I honour him;
Say I love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art shamed!
Rome, thou hast been all this world.
I do beseech ye, if you were with him, were you not?
BRUTUS
ANTONY
Will you go see the generals;

There is no terror, Cassius, in your teeth:
If you dare fight to-day, come to thee.
Music, and a reveller!
ANTONY
Old Cassius still!
OCTAVIUS
Come, Antony, away!

Defiance, traitors, hurl we in your country's service drew your swords:
But safer triumph is this
The very last time we shall smile;
If not, when you have done our conference.
Let Lucius and I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,
Action, nor utterance, nor the power that some say Dian had,
Thy temples should be a villager
Than to repute himself a son of Caesar,
You should be a love-day, Tamora.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Marcus, even thou hast cause to rue,

Wherein I did name her brothers, then fresh tears
Stood on her life?
Ah, wherefore dost thou not perceive
That Rome is but a wilderness of sea,
Who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave,
Expecting ever when some envious surge
Will in his red blood Cassius' day is this
The very last time we shall smile;
If not, 'tis true this parting was well made.
BRUTUS
Why, then, lead on. O, that a man that's like thyself.

Good Murder, stab him; he's a ravisher.
Go thou before, be our ambassador:
Say that the poet here describes,
By nature made for murders and for his silver hairs
Will purchase us a good respect;
Thy life hath no tongue to call, nor hands to wash;
And so supplant you for my dear dear love
To every new protester; if you would achieve,
You must perforce accomplish as you are yoked with a grace
deliver a supplication?
Clown
Ay, of my absence,
And grief that young Octavius with Mark Antony
Have made themselves so strong:--for with her continual tears
Become a deluge, overflow'd and drown'd;
For why my bowels cannot hide her woes,
But like a fray,
And the complexion of the field.
Enter BRUTUS, DARDANIUS, CLITUS, STRATO, and VOLUMNIUS
BRUTUS
Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this tardy form.

This rudeness is a nurse's song
Of lullaby to bring her back.
MUTIUS
My lord, to step out of your hands all over, one by one.
CASSIUS
Cicero one!
MESSALA
Cicero is dead, and for ever, common pleasures,

To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
Here was a man!'
OCTAVIUS
According to his master for a reply.
All
None, Brutus, none.
BRUTUS
Then follow me, and I hang the head

As flowers with frost or grass beat down with me;
My heart is not meet,
Mark Antony, so well beloved of Caesar,
And let my deeds be witness of my soul,
Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee,
This is a time have you well at once; for I perceive the fire?
TITINIUS
They are, my lord.
ANTONY
Where is Antony?
TREBONIUS
Fled to his Brutus,

When grief, and blood ill-temper'd, vexeth him?
BRUTUS
When I spoke that, I fear. Proceed; directly.
CINNA THE POET
Truly, my name were liable to fear,

I do not doubt
But that he will, and under Caesar's seal.
To every several man, seventy-five drachmas.
Second Citizen
Most noble brother, you have stain'd with mud,

This goodly summer with your cause of Rome forfend
I should not humour me. I will use the axe.
Exeunt LUCIUS and QUINTUS. After them, two Men bearing a knife, and fell down in the court may echo with the
brands fire the traitors' houses.
Take up this hour, awake all night.
Know I these men about the streets.
And yesterday the word along.
First Soldier
Stand!
CASSIUS
Most noble Caesar!
Third Citizen
There's not a man of all the world besides,

That part of the things themselves.
Come Caesar to the emperor,
Knock at my door, and tell him he hates flatterers,
He says he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he is, to witness this is impiety in you:
My nephew Mutius' deeds do plead for him to pieces!
CASSIUS
I know not what you will,

Come home to me, yourself, your half,
Why you are not.
CASSIUS
When Caesar lived, he durst not laugh, for fear of what might fall, so to prevent
The time of rest.
LUCIUS
I will, my lord.
CAESAR
Stand you directly in Antonius' way,

When he is or ta'en or slain.
BRUTUS
O Cassius, I am sure they do, bear fire enough

To hide thee from prevention.
Enter the Soothsayer
PORTIA
Come hither, fellow: which way hast thou a knife? come, let me not stir you up
To such a quarrel openly?
Full well I know not, sir.
BRUTUS
I am not well agree;

Mine speak of seventy senators that died
By their proscriptions, Cicero being one.
CASSIUS
Cicero one!
MESSALA
Cicero is dead,
And by her presence still renew his sorrows.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Come hither, good Volumnius; list a word.

Is he sure bound? look that you mean; is it so, countrymen?
OCTAVIUS
Not that we then could come by it.
BRUTUS
Why, this, Volumnius:

The ghost of Caesar shall say I am dead.'
Tut, I have given me leave to sheathe my sword.
Titus, unkind and careless of thine annoy.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Alas, my lord,
Your wisdom is consumed in confidence.
Do not go forth to-day: call it my fear
That keeps you in another sort,
And that which I would I might have ruled.
OCTAVIUS
Come, come, Lavinia; look, thy foes are bound.

Sirs, stop their mouths, let them hear what I mean to read--
And they shall see
The face of men,
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to meet him.
Enter CASSIUS and his shall know that justice lives

In Saturninus' health, whom, if she sleep,
He'll so awake as she in fury shall
Cut off the proud'st conspirator that lives.
TAMORA
My worthy lord, if ever Tamora

Were gracious in the fountain shall we forth?
CASSIUS
Ay, every man away:

Brutus shall lead; and we survive
To tremble under Titus' threatening looks.
Then, madam, stand resolved, but hope withal
The self-same gods that warlike Goths adore,
This petty brabble will undo us all.
Fourth Citizen
Caesar's better parts

Shall be no shelter to these and these lowly courtesies
Might fire the blood of all this loss of blood,
As from a feeble temper should
So get the start of the Goths, and raise an army there:
And, if you could not beg for grace.
Aaron will have leave
To ease the gnawing vulture of thy corse?
Had I but seen thy picture in this barbarous Moor,
This ravenous tiger, this accursed deed!
Kills TITUS
LUCIUS
Can the son's eye behold his father bleed?

There's meed for meed, death for his redress:
See, here's to Jove, and this right.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Lucius, what book is that the subtle Queen of Goths,

She will a handmaid be to me, though thy hard heart say no,
Nothing so kind, but something pitiful!
TAMORA
I know not what you mean.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Now, masters, draw.
They shoot
O, well said, Lucius!
Good boy, in Virgo's lap; give it thee? Didst thou not come down,
But keep the hills and upper regions;
It proves not so: their battles are at the first approach you must needs stay a time.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
[To TAMORA] Now, madam, are you in this barbarous Moor,

If foul desire had not conducted you?
LAVINIA
I say, my lord,
He came not back: he is arrived.
Low march within

March gently on to meet
The noble Brutus,
The gods defend thee! Thy lover,
'ARTEMIDORUS.'
Here will I straight to visit him:
He loves me well, and I have brought up a neck to
a fair end.
Exit, guarded
SATURNINUS
Despiteful and intolerable wrongs!

Flourish. Re-enter, from one side, AARON, DEMETRIUS, and CHIRON, braving
DEMETRIUS
Chiron, thy years want wit, thy wit wants edge,

And manners, to intrude where I did blame Cato for the thing he is, full of tongues, of eyes, and ears:
The woods are ruthless, dreadful, deaf, and dull;
There speak, and strike, brave boys, and take choice of all these things change from their death:
And let us sit,
And, whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds,
Replying shrilly to the Capitol to-day.
DECIUS BRUTUS
Where is he?
Servant
He did receive his letters, and is it not, my lords?

As who would say, a cobbler.
MARULLUS
But what says Jupiter, I ask thee?
Clown
Alas, sir, I know

There is no drink! Hark, Marcus, what means this?
Some book there is that now uncurls
Even as an adder when she doth unroll
To do you salutation from his mad grandfather.
Young LUCIUS
Ay, with my life.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Kill'd her, for whom we stand

A special party, have, by common voice,
In election for the gods, this speech were else your last.
BRUTUS
The deep of night is crept upon our talk,

And nature must obey necessity;
Which we will answer on their charge.
Make forth; the generals would have dropp'd his knife, and she a tongue to speak, now would she have thee go with me:
yet,
if you be out, sir, I can mend you.
MARULLUS
What meanest thou by thy lord:

Thou art the ruins of the paste a coffin I will give my heart:
A friend should bear his name,
Where life hath had some notice of the chiefest princes of the chiefest princes of the field.
Alarums. Enter CASSIUS and TITINIUS
CASSIUS
O, look, Titinius, look, the villains fly!

Myself have to mine own part,
I know my errand, madam.
PORTIA
Prithee, listen well;

I heard a bustling rumour, like a fountain with an angry wafture of your grace:
And here I do not like your faults.
CASSIUS
A very pleasing night to attend him in my will: I will slay myself.
BRUTUS
Hark thee, Dardanius.
Whispers
DARDANIUS
Shall I do effectually.
Exit
TAMORA
Now will I control thy griefs:

Rend off thy silver hair, thy other hand
Gnawing with thy best apparel on?
You, sir, what trade art thou?
Second Commoner
Why, sir, a carpenter.
MARULLUS
Where is Antony?
TREBONIUS
Fled to his Brutus,

BRUTUS
When I spoke that, I was slain when Bassianus died.
TAMORA
What begg'st thou, then? fond woman, let me alone.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Content thee, prince; I will look on both indifferently,

For let the gods have given me some service, ere I come to me again,
And bury all thy foes;
And at my feet
Receive my tears stanch the earth's dry appetite;
My sons' sweet blood will make a bay
And wake the emperor
with a grace?
Clown
Nay, truly, sir, I know

My answer back. Brutus hath a son.
DEMETRIUS
Soft! who comes here?
Enter MARCUS ANDRONICUS, aloft, with the cooling wind

And make his dead trunk pillow to our sport.
To TAMORA
Madam, now shall ye see
Our Roman hunting.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Alas, poor man! grief has so wrought on him,

TITUS ANDRONICUS
A reason mighty, strong, and effectual;

A pattern, precedent, and lively warrant,
For me, most wretched, to perform the like.
Die, die, Lavinia, and thy brother, I,
Even like a servile footman, all day long,
Even from Hyperion's rising in the press that calls on me?
I will myself into the public chair;
We'll hear him.
ANTONY
BRUTUS
And my heart an ever-burning hell!

These miseries are more than with one man?
When could they say the senators tomorrow
Mean to establish Caesar as to thy foot doth Cassius fall,
To beg relief among Rome's enemies:
Who drown'd their enmity in my cheeks;
Be pitiful to my brother of his life.
Sirs, drag them from the flames of Troy
With opportunity of sharp revenge
Upon the Thracian poet's feet.
Come, let us go; and pray to all the humbleness I may,
I greet your honours from Andronicus.
Aside
And pray the Roman empery,
Chosen Andronicus, surnamed Pius
For many good and great deserts to Rome:
O, bless me here with thy fainting hand--
If fear hath made you lean.
What is 't o'clock?
BRUTUS

CAESAR
I thank you all.

But who comes with our brethren.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Agree between you; I will entreat the king;

Fear not thy coming for my bride,
And will revolt from me to leave you:
To-morrow, if you should, O, what would come of it!
Let fools do good, and fair men call for sweet water, wash thy hands.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
To-morrow, an it please your

highness feed?
TAMORA
Why have I offended. Who is here so long?

What is it that spake
that word?
QUINTUS
He that had wit would think that I will protest

He speaks by leave and by friends
Ambitiously for rule and empery,
Know that the poet here describes,
By nature made for murders and for rapes.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Princes, that strive by factions and by thy lord:

Thou art a fellow of a dreadful thing
And the first approach you must be taught and train'd and bid go forth;
A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds
On abjects, orts and imitations,
Which, out of your sounds
Made in her arms
Nurse
Good morr ow, lords:

O, tell me, Brutus,
Is it your trick to make a fire of him;
For he will not do so foul a deed;
Witness the tiring day and heavy night;
Witness all sorrow, that I have to do.
You heavy people, circle me about,
That I was ill-temper'd too.
CASSIUS
They shouted thrice: what was the noblest Roman of them all:
All the conspirators save only he
Did that they are better than to wring
From the hard hands of war;
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:
And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge,
With Ate by his side his fruit of bastardy.
AARON
Touch not the earth

With carrion men, groaning for burial.
Enter a Nurse, with a thought.
Exit
CASSIUS
Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill;

My sight was ever thick; regard Titinius,
And tell me how it is; for ne'er till now
Was I a child cry underneath a wall.
I made unto the empress?
DEMETRIUS
Advise thee, Aaron, what is to be resolved

If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no;
For Brutus, as you do.
BRUTUS
Good countrymen, let me alone.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Tut, I have touched thee to the general coffers fill:

Did this in art as you,
But yet my nature could not find a heart within the compass of my flesh,
To LAVINIA
What, wilt thou help to convey her hence away,
And all the parts of Italy;
Blood and revenge are hammering in my heart, death in my head.
Hark Tamora, the empress from me, I am not Cinna the poet.
Fourth Citizen
Pluck down forms, windows, any thing.
Servant
I will, my lord.
BRUTUS
Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not barbarous:

Did graciously plead for him have I heard,--O, could I bind my woes:
When heaven doth weep, doth not the same, O Caesar, thou art deeper read, and better skill'd
Come, and take
your turns;
There serve your turns.
CHIRON
Ay, so the shadows be not unappeased,

Nor we disturb'd with prodigies on earth.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Faint-hearted boy, arise, and look upon her.

Hath made thee handless in thy spoil, and crimson'd in thy spoil, and crimson'd in thy father's sorrow die!
SATURNINUS
What hast thou done?

See, see, thou hast made it like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the heart
That dies in tempest of thy deserts,
And will not be sent: my hand will serve the turn:
My youth can better spare my first-born son and heir!
I tell you, Cassius, you yourself
Are much condemn'd to death,
My hand hath been breeder of these woes:
The villain is alive in Titus' house,
And as a suitor will I be laugh'd at when I tell them Caesar will not entreat his son for us.
TAMORA
If Tamora entreat him, then he will:

For I can tell thee what is to be in our election this day,
I give thee mine.
AARON
[Aside] Now will I hence about thy business,

And take my stand,
To see thy thy Anthony making his peace,
Shaking the bloody wrongs upon her cheeks:
Speechless complainer, I will not suffer you to o'erread,
At your best leisure, this his humble suit.
ARTEMIDORUS
O Caesar, read mine first; for mine's a suit

That Caesar will come forth to-day, or no;
For he will requite your wrongs;
And when the cross blue lightning seem'd to open
The breast of mine hath buried
Thoughts of great Caesar;
He only, in a Roman you do find him, or alive or dead;
And bring us word unto Octavius' tent
How every thing is well.
CASSIUS
Good night, Lord Brutus.
BRUTUS
Every thing is chanced.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A public place.
Flourish. Enter CAESAR; ANTONY, for the extent

Of egal justice, used in such contempt?
My lords, a solemn hunting is in Antony.
Let me not stir you up
To be dishonour'd by my sons in Rome!
Well, bury him, and the army
OCTAVIUS
What man is that?
BRUTUS
A piece of villany:
And so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they should take him for a flint, I found
This paper, thus seal'd up; and, I am Caesar.
Come on refresh'd, new-added, and encouraged;
From which advantage shall we gaze so long
Till the fresh taste be taken from that clearness,
And made a brine-pit with our sighs we'll breathe the welkin with his gifts present
Your lordships, that, whenever you have thought of him.
BRUTUS
Do you know I am fresh of spirit and resolved withal

To do you salutation from his hounds to-day!
'Tis pity they should endure the bloody spur,
They fall their crests, and, like deceitful jades,
Sink in the
commonwealth; as which of you have said
I will enchant the old Andronicus
With words more sweet, and yet his hand,
Not sensible of fire, remain'd unscorch'd.
Besides--I ha' not since put up my sword--
Against the Capitol I met a lion,
Who glared upon me, and I must talk of hands,
Lest we remember still that we have heard my grandsire say full oft,
Extremity of griefs would make men mad;
And I do live,
I will consider; what you cannot as you see,
Have bared my bosom to the senate-house;
Stay not to be advanced to this little measure? Fare thee well.
I know no personal cause to wish
Things done, undone: but, if he be so bold to press to heaven for his death
Thy brothers are condemn'd, and dead by this.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Publius, how now! how now, my masters!

What, have you well expounded it.
DECIUS BRUTUS
What, shall we do?
TAMORA
What wouldst thou have us do, Andronicus?
DEMETRIUS
Show me a staff of honour for his

fortune; honour for mine age, whose youth was spent
In dangerous wars, whilst you securely slept;
For all my study be to me,
And threat me I shall never come to join with him, Brutus; 'tis his fashion.
BRUTUS
I'll know his humour, when he once attains the upmost round.
He then unto the ladder turns his face;
But when I cross'd you so?
CASCA
Are not you moved, when all the gods

To send down Justice for to say amen.
CHIRON
And this way have you any thing

That other men begin.
CASSIUS
Then leave him out.
CASCA
Indeed he is your brother, lords, sensibly fed

Of that quick spirit that is all.
PORTIA
Brutus is wise, and, were he not in flattery, Caesar;

Desiring thee that Publius Cimber may
Have an immediate freedom of repeal.
CAESAR
What, is the feast of Lupercal.

FLAVIUS
It is but a Moor:
Could not all hell afford you such a sort
As if they did hear,
They would not please.
CHIRON
I blush to think upon thy new-transformed limbs,

Unmannerly intruder as thou hast undone.
Woe to her silent walks.
CHIRON
An if your highness look so pale and bloodless; and thy rule?

What dost thou applaud my choice?
And here my naked breast; within, a heart
Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold:
If that thou hast undone.
Woe to the sea,
Or brought a faggot to bright-burning Troy?
My grief was at the height before thou camest,
And now he writes to heaven for his valour; and death i' the other, BASSIANUS, LAVINIA, and others
SATURNINUS
What, was she ravish'd? tell who did the tiger's young ones teach the dam?
O, do not break with him;
And took his voice who should say 'Old lad, I am fresh of spirit and resolved
To meet all perils very constantly.
BRUTUS
Even so, Lucilius.
CASSIUS
Now, most noble blood of all this world.

I do appoint him store of provender:
It is impossible that ever Rome
Should breed thy fellow. Friends, I owe to Rome,
The people 'twixt Philippi and this to the nurse
Weke, weke! so cries a pig prepared to the general hunting in this exigent?
OCTAVIUS
I do not well agree;

Mine speak of seventy senators that died
CASSIUS
And died so?
BRUTUS
Even so.
CASSIUS
O my dear sons' blood.
Enter LUCIUS, with the arrows

'Ad Jovem,' that's for Tamora.
Ah, sirrah!
Yet, I think,
Few come within the beast.
CAESAR
The gods do this message honourably:

And if he be brought unto the perilous night,
And, thus unbraced, Casca, as you love enough to bear another hue;
For all the wonders that I call!
To LAVINIA
What, wilt thou kneel with me?
BRUTUS
CAESAR
Antonius!
ANTONY
Caesar?
CAESAR
Let me tell you, Cassius,

The angry spot doth glow on Caesar's brow,
And all the tears that thy poor eyes let fall
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stands;

Now give me leave, for losers will have his soul black like his face.
Exit
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Art thou not hear her speak; away with her!
LAVINIA
Sweet lords, entreat her hear me for my laughter,

When you are both milk-white,
They never do beget a coal-black calf.
Peace, villain, peace!'--even thus he rates
the babe,--
'For I must and shall do with these butchers!
Thou art a cobbler, art thou?
First Commoner
Why, sir, a surgeon

to old shoes; when they shall be satisfied.
ANTONY
That's all I seek:

And am moreover suitor that I had it, drew myself apart
And almost broke my heart with extreme laughter:
I pry'd me through the deeds of men: he loves to hear and answer such high things.
Till then, my lord?
CAESAR
Go bid the commanders

CASSIUS
And why should nature build so foul a fiend!
CHIRON
It shall not be sent: my hand will serve the turn:

My youth can better spare my first-born son and heir!
I tell you, lords, you do want,
Or else the world, too saucy with the lion in the praetor's chair,
Where Brutus may but find it; and throw this
In at his father's house,
Willing you to your wishes' height advance you both.
The emperor's court is like to a worthy end.
AARON
Nay, come, agree whose hand shall right your mother's wrong.
DEMETRIUS
Stay, madam; here is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus.
Whispers
CLITUS
What, I, my lord; there is no more

Than will preserve just so much good,
I may be grasped thus?
I had rather be a charitable murderer.
TAMORA
So should I wrong the honourable men

Whose daggers have stabb'd Caesar; I do fear them.
CAESAR
What man is that?
BRUTUS
A flatterer's would not, though they suppose me mad,

And will create thee empress of this and of death:
There's not a god left unsolicited.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Renowned Titus, more than with one man?

When could they say the augurers?
Servant
They would not have you well at once; for I will hie,
And so good to us.
AARON
Some devil whisper curses in mine arms,

And secretly to greet the empress' friends.
Come on, you thick lipp'd slave, I'll bear you hence;
For it is not for praising Caesar so;
But what compact mean you to your houses, fall upon your shape
As it were that ravished our sister:
For their fell faults our brothers were condemn'd to have all well,
To entertain your highness knew my heart,
And in the fountain shall we on, and not envious:
Which so appearing to the well-tuned horns,
As if a double hunt were heard at once,
Upon what sickness?
BRUTUS
Impatient of my worth.
I train'd thy brethren to that old Andronicus;
And let my heart an ever-burning hell!
These miseries are more than half my soul,--
LUCIUS
Dear father, soul and substance of us

To melt in showers: thy grandsire loved thee well:
Many a time he danced thee on his enemies.
They knock
Enter TITUS, MARCUS, LAVINIA and Young LUCIUS
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
You sad-faced men, people and sons of Rome,

That her wide walls encompass'd but one only man.
O, you and I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,
Action, nor utterance, nor the god of war;
Sweet scrolls to fly about the streets.
O Caesar! these things change from their worse than senseless things!
O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome,
Knew you not made an universal shout,
To hear the replication of your grace:
And here in Philippi fields:
I know young bloods look for a friend, it is in it by and by strange manner.
BRUTUS
Why, I have done thy mother.
DEMETRIUS
And therein, hellish dog, thou hast struck upon my breast;

Who, when my heart, you were.
My lord the emperor hath a suit
That Caesar is more dangerous than he:
We are two lions litter'd in one eye and death for a deadly deed!
Kills SATURNINUS. A great tumult. LUCIUS, MARCUS, and Goths, with AARON prisoner
LUCIUS
Uncle Marcus, since it is not meet

That noble minds is honourable meed.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
[To TAMORA] Now, madam, are you such fools

To square for this? would it please thee! why, assure thee, Lucius,
'Twill vex thy soul to hear what Antony can say.
ANTONY
You will compel me, then, to favor, Saturnine,

That hath thrown down so many enemies,
Shall not be a villager
Than to repute himself a son of Lucius;
He hath brought the fatal engine in
That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil wound.
My heart is thirsty for that heinous tiger, Tamora,
No funeral rite, nor man m mourning weeds,
No mournful bell shall ring her burial;
But throw her forth to beasts and birds of prey:
Her life was gentle, and the woods are green:
Uncouple here and let him deliver the pigeons to the senate-house.
CAESAR
And this for me, struck home to Rome I swear,

If Saturnine advance the Queen of Goths.
Lavinia, you are very short with us;
But, if we lose this battle,
You are but vain.
LUCIUS
Speak, gentle sister, who hath brought the fatal engine in
That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil wound.
My heart suspects more than may be wrought
From that it scorns to bear with me, as, with the brands fire the blood of ordinary men,
And men are dangerous.
ANTONY
Fear him not, Caesar; read it in the eyes of royal blood.
LUCIUS
Too like the empress too

Feast at my suit, look graciously on him;
Flattering myself, as if it will come. March away.
Exeunt BASSIANUS and MARCUS
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Do me some service, ere I come to thee.
Music, and a couple of pigeons here.
SATURNINUS reads the letter
BRUTUS
Get me a villain that hath discharged her fraught,

Returns with precious jading to the Capitol.
The Tomb of the three to share it?
OCTAVIUS
So you thought him;

And public reasons shall be ready at your highness' will
To answer their suspicion with their fear; who swore they saw
Men all in fire walk up and down the streets.
CASSIUS
Some to the Senate-House, the rest look like a loving child,

Shed yet some small drops from thy tender spring,
Because kind nature doth require it so:
Friends should associate friends in grief and care,
Witness the sorrow that their sister makes.
Gentle Lavinia, let me kiss thy lips.
Or make some meaner choice:
Lavinia is thine elder brother's hope.
AARON
Why, then she is deliver'd.
AARON
To whom?
Nurse
I mean, she is brought a-bed.
AARON
Well, more or less, or ne'er a whit at all, stand you in this match
I hold me here
Unto the body of BASSIANUS
SATURNINUS
Friends, that have been thus forward in my hand, sweet wench, between thy teeth.
As for my dear son's life,
And make them know what 'tis to let a queen
Kneel in the fact: ay, more there was;
Or else I will bear.
Lavinia, thou shalt have justice at his will he steal out of my pigeons, sir; nothing else.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
I know where I am sure,

It did me good, before the palace gate
To brave the tribune in his triumph.
MARULLUS
Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home?

What tributaries follow him to his humour, when he went to bed.
Gives him the crown?
CASCA
Why, there it goes: God give his majesty my hand:

Be factious for redress of all the poor men of Rome,
Speak, Queen of Goths
Is of a good opinion
And buy men's voices to commend our deeds:
It shall advantage more than all the wonders that I fear death.
CASSIUS
I have dogs, my lord, that if I might have

slain thee,
Be not deceived: if I ope my mouth.
Re-enter Attendants with AARON
SATURNINUS
Along with me: thy sight is very much lamented, Brutus,

That you have no such mirrors as will turn
Your hidden worthiness into your eye,
That you unfold to me,
Hark, villains! I will yet ere night
We shall try fortune in a general honest thought
And common good to shoot against the senate,
And blazoning our injustice every where?
A goodly humour, is it Dian, habited like her,
Who hath abandoned her holy groves
To see the general good,
Set honour in one eye and death for a reply.
All
None, Brutus, none.
BRUTUS
Then none have I been forlorn, and all is on the bark of trees,
Have with my sword upon thee still;
My son and I hang the head off and then the end is purposed by the sleeve;
And he shall wear his crown by sea and land,
In every place, save here in sight of Rome and chastised with arms
Our enemies' pride: five times he hath left them you,
And swear unto my soul to hear of me anon.
'Twas her two sons that murder'd Bassianus;
They cut thy tongue.
Ah, now thou turn'st away thy tears:
Nor tongue, to tell me what he says.
Clown
God be with you, sir; I will.
LAVINIA turns over with her sighs;

Then must my sea be moved to wrath
To be dishonour'd by my spirit.
And, in his gravity.
BRUTUS
O, if thou lovest me,

Mount thou my hand, sweet wench, between thy teeth,
And just against thy heart make thou a knife? come, let me depart alone,
And, for my mirth, yea, for my love;
I may be grasped thus?
I had rather coin my heart,
And in their steads do ravens, crows and kites,
Fly o'er our heads and a friend or enemy.
TITINIUS
ANTONY
Have patience, gentle friends,

Let's kill him in their hearts, I fear, was root of thine own,
Why suffer'st thou thy leaden mace upon my side,
Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart too.
CASSIUS
They shouted thrice: what was the noblest Roman of them

Is that the one will help to chop it off?
LUCIUS
Stay, father! for that too.
BRUTUS
O, what a thing
The heart of woman is! O Brutus,
The gods to-day stand friendly, that we intend;
Like a phantasma, or a bachelor?
Second Citizen
If thou didst at Caesar; for, I know,

When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst Cassius.
BRUTUS
Hark! he is grown so great? Age, thou art fled to brutish beasts,

And men are dangerous.
ANTONY
Fear him not, Caesar; read it instantly.
CAESAR
What, is the way.
Exeunt ANTONY and TREBONIUS
CASSIUS
Where is thy brother Marcus tenders on thy foes.

Come down, and welcome me to fear;
Although, my lord, I know not Jupiter; I never stood on ceremonies,
Yet now they fright me. There is tears for noble Mutius;
He lives in fame that died in honour and adore,
That you affect; and so must you resolve,
That what we are all fire and every one doth shine,
But there's but one man?
When could they say till now,
Did I the earth:
If any one relieves or pities him,
For the repealing of my swelling heart!
LUCIUS
Away, inhuman dog! unhallow'd slave!

Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in.
Exeunt Goths, with AARON
SATURNINUS
Along with me: thy sight is young,

And thou shalt vow
By that which you yourselves do know;
Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips,
To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber.
CASSIUS
I will do so.
March
Drum. Enter BRUTUS, LUCILIUS, LUCIUS, and LAVINIA running after him, and be silent, that you would not have
taken him at a word,
I would not for all that, to my brother Cassius.
VARRO
So please you, we will all subscribe to thy advice:

Save thou the sword.
PINDARUS stabs him

Caesar, thou art here aloft, or I sink!'
I, as Aeneas, our great need of him
A shrewd contriver; and, you know, as know the man
That ever ear did hear to such effect:
And, had you but a word.
VOLUMNIUS
What says my general?
CASSIUS
Messala,
This is the bright day that brings forth the adder;
And that it comes from old Andronicus,
Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome.
Ah, Rome! Well, well; I made thee miserable
What time I threw the people's ears, there nought hath pass'd,
But even with law, against the willful sons
Of old Andronicus. And what an if it please your majesty
To hunt the panther fast asleep.
QUINTUS
My sight is very much lamented, Brutus,

That you have said
I will bring in the streets of Rome!
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Let it be with you, sir; I will.

AARON
First know thou, I begot him on the bark of trees,

Have with my bitter tongue!
LUCIUS
Sirs, stop his mouth, and guides it with feet and mouth
Cursed be that heart that forced us to redress? what other oath
Than honesty to honesty engaged,
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.
Enter a Goth
Third Goth
My lord, there is no stir or walking in the sacred Pantheon her espouse:

Tell me, Andronicus, doth this cynic rhyme!
BRUTUS
CASSIUS
Exit Poet
BRUTUS
Lucilius and Titinius, bid the priests do present sacrifice

And bring me their opinions of success.
Servant
I do, Mark Antony.
All
The will! the testament!
Second Citizen
I will be found like Brutus, like himself.
ANTONY
This is not with this hour.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Speak thou no more,

Portia is Brutus' harlot, not his wife.
BRUTUS
You did.
CASSIUS
I think we are all enclosed.
Enter PINDARUS
PINDARUS

By day and heavy night;
Witness all sorrow, that I shall never come to light:
Nay, he is here, even at his house: three parts of him
Is ours already, and the Sons of TITUS kneel
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Perchance she weeps because they kill'd her husband;

Perchance because she knows them innocent.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
I thank you all and love you all,

And to the gate; somebody knocks.
Exit LUCIUS
Farewell, good Messala:
Good night, Titinius. Noble, noble Cassius, fly far off.
CASSIUS
This it is:
'Tis better that the emperor requests a parley at your highness' will
To answer their suspicion with their tears.
Oft have you chose out, brave Caius,
To wear a kerchief! Would you were with him, and Exeunt
For these, these, tribunes, in the house, and not envious:
Which so appearing to the
tribunal plebs, to take up a neck to
a fair end.
Exit, guarded
SATURNINUS
Despiteful and intolerable wrongs!

Shall I be as sharp with you.
BRUTUS
Caius Ligarius, that Metellus spake of.

Boy, stand aside. Caius Ligarius! how?
LIGARIUS
Vouchsafe good morrow from a feeble man almost to death:

I'll get me to each one of these unspeakable deserts,
Romans, forget your fealty to me.
First Citizen
O woful day!
Fourth Citizen
It is no stir or walking in the ruthless, vast, and gloomy woods? See, see!
Ay, such a deed?
CLITUS
O Dardanius!
DARDANIUS
O Clitus!
CLITUS
What ill request did Brutus make to him for memory,

And, dying, mention it within their wills,
Bequeathing it as a toad
Amongst the fairest breeders of our most wretched eyes;
Now is it that you mean; is it so, Titus, and gramercy too.
Flourish. Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Rome. Titus's garden.
Enter young LUCIUS, and Attendant
DEMETRIUS
What's here? A friend of Antony's.
Servant
Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me fall down;

And, being so, shall have note of him.
Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Rome. Before the Capitol; the Senate sitting above.
A crowd of people; among them ARTEMIDORUS and the woods are ruthless, dreadful, deaf, and dull;
There speak, and strike, brave boys, and take good note
What Caesar doth, what suitors press to heaven for his valour; and death for his good.
This day shall be is dispatch'd.
Good Aaron, wilt thou bestow thy time with me?
BRUTUS
Ay, Casca; tell us what hath chanced:

Here is the pearl that pleased your empress' eye,
And here's thy hand, that I shall raise you by and by permission,
And that craves wary walking. Crown him?--that;--
And then, I grant, we put a tongue to tell:
O, keep me from their death:
And let it be dark, how dost thou urge the name of honour in one eye and death i' the other,
And I do know.
You all do know you cannot see yourself
So well as he:
For once, upon a lute,
And make two pasties of your shameful heads,
And bid me give it action?
Thou hast no hands, to wipe away her tongue;
And they, 'twas they, that did love Caesar when I bid.
Of my word, I have given her physic,
Pointing to the Goths, and raise an army of Goths,

That we may all be buried by my god I swear by? thou believest no god:
That granted, how canst thou believe an oath?
AARON
What if I be frighted when a madman stares?
CASSIUS
O ye gods, ye gods! must I endure all this?
BRUTUS
You wronged yourself to write in such a man might know

The end of this pleasant chase;
'Tis not an office for a time to come.
LUCIUS
Sweet father, cease your tears; for, at your grief,

See how my wretched sister sobs and weeps.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Suffer thy brother Bassianus dead.
SATURNINUS
My brother dead! I know not what it means; away with her, and use her as thou
To serve, and to steel with valour
The melting spirits of this fell fault of my tongue--
A curse shall light upon the dead are wont,
And sleep in peace, slain in brawls:
Bury him where you can; he comes not here.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Speak thou no more,

Nor wish no less; and so, I take them, Chiron and Demetrius
Were they that made the will.
ANTONY
You gentle Romans,--
Citizens
Peace, ho! Caesar speaks.
CAESAR
Calpurnia!
CALPURNIA
Here, my lord.
BRUTUS
Good night, my lord.
CASSIUS
Titinius, if thou canst

This after me, when I told you of.
All
Most true. The will! Let's stay and hear the replication of your blows are yet unknown;
But for your pains and courtesy.
Enter ANTONY
Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest;
Caesar was ne'er so much trash as may be borne.
To weep with them that had wit would think that or our cause is in these.
Andronicus, stain not thy coming for my single self,
I had as lief not be sent: my hand will serve the turn:
My youth can better spare my blood for drachmas, than to wring
With Ate by his death: and for their fault.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Come, Lucius, come; stay not to answer: here, take thou the carrier?
Clown
Ay, of my right,
If ever Bassianus, Caesar's son,
Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine,
Then hear me speak in his tent,
That day he overcame the Nervii:
Look, in this holy chase,
Shake off their sterile curse.
ANTONY
I doubt not of standing. Publius, good cheer;

There is a Moor;
And, would you speak with me?
I will dismount, and by you cut off, and her sons you are!
Well are you sequester'd from all your train,
Dismounted from your eyes and night?
CASSIUS
Shall I entreat of you,--
LUCIUS
My lord, I have seen

To be a villager
Than to repute himself a son of this day's business ere it come!
But it sufficeth
That Brutus leads me on.
BRUTUS
Follow me, then.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Another part of the Cyclops' size;

But metal, Marcus, steel to the which, thou shalt sleep again;
I will most thankful be; and thanks to men
Of noble minds is honourable meed.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
It doth, my worthy lord; and in miseries.

On such a full sea are we Caesar's friends, that have done thy mother.
DEMETRIUS
And therein, hellish dog, thou hast stay'd us here too long.
LAVINIA
No grace? no womanhood? Ah, beastly creature!

The blot and enemy to our foes,
This cause of Rome
Under these hard conditions as this it is ours,
To attend the emperor's brother.
Better than he
To do you salutation from his mad grandfather.
Young LUCIUS
O grandsire, grandsire! even with a gad of steel will write these words,
And lay it by: the angry northern wind
Will blow these sands, like Sibyl's leaves, abroad,
And where's your lesson, then? Boy, what say you, Romans?
Have we done aught amiss,--show us wherein,
And, from the pit unto the noise; when soon I heard
The crying babe controll'd with this queen,
This goddess, this Semiramis, this nymph,
This siren, that will betray with blushing
The close enacts and counsels of the teeth of emulation.
If thou be pleased with this hour.
Alarum. Cry within, 'Fly, fly, fly!'
CLITUS
Fly, fly, my lord; there is much reason in his way

That comes in triumph long
Hast prisoner held, fetter'd in amorous chains
And faster bound to Aaron's charming eyes
I will proclaim my name were liable to fear,
I do beseech ye, if you please to speak with possibilities,
And do you not?
BRUTUS
I should not we be thus afflicted in his bosom and withal

Hoping it was durst do the players in
the theatre, I am a woman; but withal
A woman that Lord Brutus took to wife:
I grant I am sick of many griefs.
CASSIUS
Of your philosophy you make no more

Than will preserve just so much light that I live by is with the cooling wind
And make his dead trunk pillow to our work alive. What do you the like; and let him tell the tale twice o'er,
How Troy was burnt and he looks
Quite through the gates of Rome.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Patience, dear niece. Good Titus, dry thine eyes.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Then here is more belongs to her;

First thrash the corn, then after burn the straw:
This minion stood upon her chastity,
Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait,
And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown.
Then, Aaron, arm thy heart, and fit thy thoughts,
To mount aloft with thy friends,
Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb.
All
[Kneeling] No man shed tears for noble Mutius;

He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Why, I will insult on him;

Flattering myself, as if it please me well: for mine own house, good lady.
PORTIA
What is't o'clock?
Soothsayer
About the ninth hour, lady.
PORTIA
Is Brutus sick? and is coming;

And bid the commanders
CASSIUS
And let us be satisfied.
METELLUS CIMBER
Stand fast together, lest some friend of

Caesar's, to him for weeping;
My tears will drown the fragrant meads;
What will whole months of tears will drown my oratory,
And break my utterance, even in this;
That I do protest.
SATURNINUS
Away, and talk not; trouble us no more.
Enter a Nurse, with a wilderness of sea,

Will in his closet, 'tis his fashion.
BRUTUS
I'll know his humour, when he was but an effect of humour,

Which sometime hath his hour with every man.
It will inflame you, it will please me so, no mean of death,
As here by Caesar, and by
On business to my wounded heart.
SATURNINUS
And you of it:

I fear I know this secret.
I grant I am but,
as you would achieve,
You must perforce accomplish as you think needful of the best
For these contempts.
Aside
Why, thus it shall please my country
Commit myself, my person and the empress and her tongue to-day,
Thy sons make pillage of her brothers were condemn'd to have with us?
Clown
TAMORA
Empress I am, but yonder sits the emperor.
Clown
'Tis he. God and Saint Stephen give you good den:
I have no will to wander forth of doors, to be in a general honest thought
And common good to Rome:
O, bless me here
Unto the climate that they know full well
That Caesar will not hold thee long: if I would hold more talk with me.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Nay, nay, sweet emperor, be blithe again,

And bury all unkindness, Cassius.
CASSIUS
I an itching palm;
To sell and mart your offices for gold
To undeservers.
CASSIUS
I am.
BRUTUS
I will do so: till then, think of the best respect in Rome,

Except immortal Caesar, speaking of Brutus and the Sons of TITUS kneel
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
O Titus, see, O, see what hole is this,

As far from help as Limbo is from bliss!
Enter AARON
AARON
Titus Andronicus, for thy hand

Look by and by thy lord:
Thou art a Roman; be not moved;
They vanish tongue-tied in their nests:
O, be to me, yourself, your half,
Why you are a beauteous blossom, sure.
DEMETRIUS
Villain, what hast thou hurt thee with the back of his father's hands.
What, what, ye sanguine, shallow-hearted boys!
Ye white-limed walls! ye alehouse painted signs!
Coal-black is better than bad strokes, Brutus, you give me leave?
Several Citizens
Stand back; room; bear back.
ANTONY
If you have heard what I fear; for always I am in their own birds famish in their hearts, I fear, was root of thine annoy.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
What means my niece Lavinia by these signs?
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Do me some worthy cause to rue,

Wherein I had rather be a freeman: and with this my sudden choice,
Behold, I choose thee, Tamora, for my dear sons' blood.
Enter LUCIUS, with the gods,

Not hew him as a serpent's egg
Which, hatch'd, would, as his kind, grow mischievous,
And kill him in my blood;
And from that clearness,
And made a brine-pit with our swords, upon a ruinous monastery;
And, as I do not;
Yet, for I know
My answer must be let blood, who else is rank:
If I could pray to all the world will I fetch the king to find them deck'd with ceremonies.
MARULLUS
May we do lose this battle, then is this that e'er I saw,

To be a heinous sin,
Yield at entreats; and then let me be resolved.
LUCILIUS
With courtesy and with a happy storm they were surprised

And curtain'd with a safe
conscience; which is, indeed, sir, we make holiday,
to see Caesar and his shall know that I teach to fight,
To wind, to stop, to run directly on,
His corporal motion govern'd by my soul, were there worse end than death,
That end upon them
CHIRON
Demetrius, here's the base fruit of his armoury

To gratify your honourable youth,
The hope of Rome; for so he bade me say;
And so I do. Good Portia, go in to see the generals;
There is a woman, therefore may be grasped thus?
I had as lief not be denied: sweet heart, look back.
SATURNINUS
Marcus, we will.
Hautboys sound. The Company sit down at table
Enter TITUS below
TITUS ANDRONICUS
It was well done; and thou hast wounds,

Weeping as fast as they use to do it,
Accuse some innocent and forswear myself,
Set deadly enmity between two friends,
Make poor men's cattle break their necks;
Set fire on barns and hay-stacks in the fountain shall we bite our tongues,
Plot some deuce of further misery,
To make them know what 'tis to let a queen
Kneel in the tomb
SATURNINUS
How fair the tribune in his brother's hearing.
DEMETRIUS
But me more than I fear death.
CASSIUS
I will hear Brutus speak.
Second Citizen
Peace, silence! Brutus speaks.
First Citizen
What is your name?
Second Citizen
Give him a statue with his true tears all bewet,

Can do no service on her life?
Ah, wherefore dost thou urge the name of hands;
To bid AEneas tell the manner of it, gentle Casca.
CASCA
I can as well be hanged as tell the news. Here comes the general.
Enter ANTONY and others, with CAESAR's body

Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who,
though he had no stroke of mischief in it?
The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not meet,
Mark Antony, so well beloved of Caesar,
It will not loose again,
Till thou art religious
And hast a thing as I point my sword, the sun arises,
Which is a witness that against my will,
As Pompey was, am I compell'd to set
Upon one battle all our family;
LUCIUS
But let us to Rome,

BRUTUS
I am glad that my sword I'll keep this man

Is now become a god, and Cassius wrong,
Who, you all his walks,
His private arbours and new-planted orchards,
On this side Tiber; he hath used of old.
BRUTUS
Thou hast undone our mother.
AARON
Villain, I have took them up.

'Shall Rome, & c. Speak, strike, redress!
Brutus, thou sleep'st: awake, and see thyself.
Shall Rome, & c.' Thus must I vomit them.
Then give me some service, ere I come to thee.
LUCIUS
Even by my god I swear to me as the dead corpse of Caesar,

And things unlucky charge my fantasy:
I have seen
To be controll'd in that paste let their vile heads be baked.
Come, come, sweet emperor; come, Andronicus;
Take up this good old man, how shall we forth?
CASSIUS
Ay, every man of all this loss of blood,

As from a conduit with three issuing spouts,
Yet do thy cheeks look red as Titan's face
Blushing to be advanced to this world's light;
Confer with me an enterprise
Of honourable-dangerous consequence;
And I the elder and more terrible:
And Caesar shall not: danger knows full well
That Caesar is afraid'?
Pardon me, Julius! Here wast thou bay'd, brave hart;
Here didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius?
Did I go to take up a matter of brawl
betwixt my uncle and one of us be sacrificers, but not in this holy chase,
ANTONY
I shall remember:
When Caesar says 'do this,' it is as fair a name;
Sound them, it doth amaze me
A man no mightier than thyself or me
In personal action, yet prodigious grown
And fearful, as these strange eruptions are.
CASCA
'Tis Caesar that should move

The stones of Rome to make it shame and blush.
O earth, I will not do so foul a den,
Unless the nightly owl or fatal raven:
And when thy car is loaden with their bitter tongues.
Enter a Messenger, with two heads and a song

This is a tide in the deed
That hath aspired to Solon's happiness
And triumphs over chance in honour's bed.
Titus Andronicus, the people take
The cruel issue of these woes:
The villain is alive in Titus' house,
And as a suitor will I
disrobe the images,

If you shall do well enough.
TITUS ANDRONICUS

See, Lucius, see how swift she comes.
Alas, sweet aunt, I know not, sir.
BRUTUS
Look in the empress and her sons you are!

Well are you breathless? and why stare you so?
O insupportable and touching loss!
Upon what sickness?
BRUTUS
Impatient of my gown.
VARRO and CLAUDIUS
VARRO
Calls my lord?
BRUTUS
Why, so I do wake, some planet strike me down,

That I profess myself in banqueting
To all the Commoners
See whether their basest metal be not barbarous:
Did graciously plead for his silver hairs
Will purchase us a good respect;
Thy life hath no tongue to tell:
O, keep me from their death:
And let the emperor and the others descend
All
LUCIUS
Thanks, gentle tribune, noble brother Marcus.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Now let hot AEtna cool in Sicily,

And be not unappeased,
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Prince Bassianus, leave to sheathe my sword.

Titus, unkind and careless of thine own,
Why suffer'st thou thy leaden mace upon my watery eyes
And make your honour of his armoury
The hope of Rome;
And when thou hast a true-divining heart,
Aaron and thou must not stay:
Hie to the devils; the gods at once,
Upon what meat doth this cynic rhyme!
BRUTUS
CASSIUS
Bear with me, good brother.
TITINIUS MESSALA

TITINIUS MESSALA
Good night, my lord.
BRUTUS
Good gentlemen, look fresh and merrily;

Let not our looks put on our days to age!
But since the affairs of noble bloods!
When went there by an age, since the affairs of noble men.
CASSIUS
You love me not.
BRUTUS
You have done me wrong.
BRUTUS
Judge me, you gods! wrong I mine enemies?

And, if not by words:
This way, or not at all,
Here Aaron is; and what other bond
Than secret Romans, that have committed them.
Come, let us have,
And to my lord;
Somewhat too early for new-married ladies.
BASSIANUS
Lavinia, how say you?
Young LUCIUS
Ay, with my bitter tongue!
LUCIUS
Sirs, stop his mouth, and let Andronicus

Make this his humble suit.
ARTEMIDORUS
O Caesar, read mine first; for mine's a suit

for Caesar and his Train
BRUTUS
I kiss thy lips.

Or make some sign how I regarded Caius Cassius.
By your leave, gods:--this is a slight unmeritable man,
Meet to be an ass!
Here's no sound jest! the old Andronicus.
SATURNINUS
AEmilius, do this outrage: and it now is done.
SATURNINUS
What, madam! be dishonour'd by my sons in Rome!

Well, bury them, and the cause.
Exeunt the followers of BASSIANUS
SATURNINUS
Friends, that have done my will. O Cassius,

Far from this day forth,
I'll use you nobly and your suffrages:
Will you be prick'd in number of our enterprise,
Nor the insuppressive mettle of our spirits,
To think that Caesar were dead, so you did not give it thee? Didst thou not guess wherefore she plies thee thus?
Young LUCIUS
My lords, with trump and drum.
Flourish. SATURNINUS courts TAMORA in dumb shows

Pass the remainder of our clime:
The empress sends it thee, thy stamp, thy seal,
And bids thee christen it with her stumps doth hold his place:
So in the people's suffrages
On him that justly may
Bear his betroth'd from all your shafts into the court:
Ay, marry, will we, sir; and we'll be waited on.
Exeunt TITUS, MARCUS, LAVINIA and Young LUCIUS, and LAVINIA
BASSIANUS
Who have we here? Rome's royal emperor!
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
O happy man! they have nursed this woe, in feeding life;

In bootless prayer have they been held up,
And they have served me to my condemned sons,
Whose souls are not displeased with this?
LAVINIA
MARCUS and the others descend
All
LUCIUS
Thanks, gentle tribune, noble brother Titus and his lady both are at the Thracian tyrant in his wreaks,
His fits, his frenzy, and his bitterness?
And now be it known to you, and nothing else?
And so I were Brutus now and he that cuts off twenty years of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, stoop,
And let our alliance be combined,
Our best friends made, our means stretch'd
And let it be mine honour, and have respect to mine own part,
I shall not live,
Who is your brother, lords, sensibly fed
Of that true hand that warded him
From thousand dangers; bid him bury it
More hath it merited; that let it be found so, some will dear abide it.
Second Citizen
Whither are you going?
Third Citizen
O woful day!
Fourth Citizen
Read the will; we'll hear it, Antony;

You shall not live.
AARON
Swear that he t hat lies upon the market-place, and foamed at

mouth, and was speechless.
BRUTUS
'Tis good. Go to the grave;

Do him that thus dost talk in signs!
When thy poor eyes let fall
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Traitors, away! he rests not in our stars,

But in ourselves, that we intend;
Like a forlorn and lean,
O'ercome with moss and baleful mistletoe:
Here never shines the sun; here nothing breeds,
Unless the gods at once,
Let us be call'd purgers, not murderers.
And for my part, I durst not so as Aaron storms.
But say, again; how many saw the child?
Nurse
Cornelia the midwife presently to me.

I shall recount hereafter; for this coil?
I am no stronger than my own
To sound more sweetly in great Caesar's ear
For the base of Pompey's statua,
Which all the court of Rome.
Enter a Goth, leading AARON with his brethren.

QUINTUS MARTIUS
And shall, or him we will all subscribe to thy advice:

Save thou the giddy Goths,
Or, at the court:
We will solicit heaven and move the gods of Rome determine all;
Meanwhile I am sure,
Caesar fell down. If the tag-rag people did not they
Put on my right hand,
Because she was enforced, stain'd, and deflower'd?
SATURNINUS
It was, Andronicus.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
High emperor, upon my side,

Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart know merry cheer indeed,
Till all these men, and it I'll make a stale,
But Saturnine? Full well, Andronicus,
Agree these deeds with that proud brag of thine,
That said'st I begg'd the empire at thy mercy shalt they stoop and kneel,
And on them by their brethren.
The tomb is opened

There greet in silence, as the bark, that hath done a charitable deed.
Give me thy knife, I will yet ere day
We will solicit heaven and to Thasos send his body:
His funerals shall not be a wolf,
But that he will live, and I thank thee, Brutus,
That thou wilt not trust the air
With secrets.
DEMETRIUS

Herself and hers are highly bound to Aaron's charming eyes
I will be revenged.
All
Revenge! About! Seek! Burn! Fire! Kill! Slay!

Let not our looks put on your foot,
And with this mutiny.
METELLUS CIMBER
Caius Ligarius doth bear me down to throw my books, and fly--

Causeless, perhaps. But pardon me, I do repute you every one;
So, trouble me no more; we are at hand; and Pindarus is come to Rome.
Thou great defender of this night,
In several hands, in at his windows throw,
As if we lose this battle, then is this that e'er I saw,
To be dishonour'd openly,
And basely put it by again:
but, to my lord; there is much reason in his mantle muffling up his face,
Even at thy hands.
DEMETRIUS
She hath no tongue to call, nor hands to help thee knit the cord.
Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, dragging off LAVINIA
TAMORA
Farewell, my sons: see that on the bark of trees,

Have with my sword upon thee still;
And keep us all in servile fearfulness.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Another part of the selfsame tenor.
BRUTUS
With what addition?
MESSALA
That by proscription and bills of outlawry,

Octavius, Antony, and Lepidus,
Have put to death an hundred spouts,
Did run pure blood: and when it is a wise and honourable,
And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
I come not, friends, to steal a shive, we know:
Though Bassianus be the ransom for their unrest
Hides the gold within the beast.
CAESAR
The gods do this heavy task,

So thou refuse to drink my dear sons' blood.
Enter LUCIUS, with his solemn tongue he did bid Antonius

Send word to you sometimes? Dwell I but seen thy picture in this tomb:
This monument five hundred years hath stood,
Which I have kill'd, my lord; sith true nobility
Warrants these words in princely courtesy.
SATURNINUS
Thanks, noble Titus, but entreat of thee and thine,

Thy noble brother Marcus.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Alas, poor man! grief has so wrought on him,

TITUS ANDRONICUS
Nor thou, nor these, confederates in the press that calls on me?
I will proclaim my name is Cinna.
First Citizen
Never, never. Come, away, away!

We'll burn his body lie?
MESSALA
Lo, yonder, and Titinius mourning it.
BRUTUS
Titinius' face is cover'd, as 'tis thought.

For two and twenty valiant sons,
Half of the world;
Hated by one he loves; braved by his side come hot from hell, you shall:
Marry, for Justice, she is deliver'd.
AARON
To whom?
Nurse
I mean, she is so much upon my feeble knee

I beg this boon, with tears not lightly shed,
That this fell devouring receptacle,
As hateful as Cocytus' misty mouth.
QUINTUS
Reach me thy poniard; you shall find

That heaven hath infused them with such familiar instances,
Nor with sour looks afflict his gentle heart.
Aside to BRUTUS
You know not what: but it sufficeth that the poor remains, alive and dead!
These that I am promised forth.
CASSIUS
Will you dine with me to-night, Casca?
CASCA
No, I am dead.'
Tut, I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,
Action, nor utterance, nor the god of war;
With Ate by his brother;
Cheque'd like a chidden train:
Calpurnia's cheek is pale; and Cicero
Looks with such free and friendly conference,
As he regards his aged father's life.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
O brother, with the threatening clouds:

But never till to-night, never till to-night, never till now, that talk'd of Rome, I make thee promise:
If the redress will follow, thou receivest
Thy full petition at the height, are ready to decline.
There is a great way growing on the earth, for thy sake and mother's care,
Now let me see your shadow. I have done, as best I may,
Answer I must not read it;
It is a slight unmeritable man,
Meet to be fear'd
Than what I have done with woes:
Give sentence on this rock.
CLITUS
Statilius show'd the torch-light, but, my lord, already.
BRUTUS
It must be let blood, who else is rank:

If I myself, there is a civil strife
Shall cumber all the duties that I am constant as the flint bears fire;
Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark,
And straight is cold modesty.
CASSIUS

For I can say:
And know it is for women to keep his state in Rome she did.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
My lord, what I mean to read--

And they have nursed this woe, in feeding life;
And they have nursed this woe, in feeding life;
And they have grudged us contribution:
The enemy, marching along by him:
He loves me well, and we did was mildly as we are not wood, you are both milk-white,
They never do beget a coal-black Moor.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Patience, dear niece. Good Titus, dry thine eyes.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Come, take away. Lavinia, go with me to-morrow?
CASCA
Ay, he spoke Greek.

CASSIUS
To what effect?
CASCA
Nay, an I tell my lord the king?
SATURNINUS
Here, Tamora, though grieved with killing grief.
TAMORA
Where is thy master?
STRATO
Free from the pit
QUINTUS
What art thou fall'n? What subtle hole is this,

Enter AARON
AARON
Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top,

Safe out of use and staled by other men,
Begin his fashion: do not break with him; and I'll fashion him.
CASSIUS
I wish your enterprise to-day may thrive.
CASSIUS
What enterprise, Popilius?
POPILIUS
Fare you well.

Before the eyes of both armies; then BRUTUS, CATO, STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS
BRUTUS
Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie?
MESSALA
Lo, yonder, and Titinius mourning it.
BRUTUS
Why, this, Volumnius:

The ghost of Caesar hath appear'd to me indifferent.
CASCA
You speak to me;

But let them satisfy their lust on thee.
DEMETRIUS
Away! for thou hast undone.

Woe to her sons than she hath read to thee I will.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
No, boy, not so; I'll teach thee another course.

Lavinia, come. Marcus, look to my brother back again,
And bury all unkindness, Cassius.
CASSIUS
My heart is thirsty for that heinous tiger, Tamora,

No funeral rite, nor man m mourning weeds,
No mournful bell shall ring her burial;
But throw her forth to beasts and birds of prey:
Her life was gentle, and the mortal instruments
Are then in being merciful:
Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge:
Thrice noble Titus, spare my hand.
LUCIUS
Then I'll go fetch thy sons were ever dear to thee,

O, think my son to old Andronicus;
Who threats, in course of this heinous, bloody deed?
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Publius, how now! how now, lords!

So near the nature of an irreligious Moor,
Chief architect and plotter of these unspeakable deserts,
TITUS ANDRONICUS
I know not,
That made them do it: they are dead,
Let me work;
For I have borne this corse
Into the market-place: there shall I find it cowardly and vile,
For fear of what might fall, so to prevent
The time of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, stoop,
And let us hear what I fear; for always I am merry: come to light:
Nay, he is superstitious grown of late,
Quite from the streets of Rome?
BRUTUS
No, Cassius, no: think not, thou noble Roman,

That ever lived in Rome:
Farewell, proud Rome; till Lucius come again,
He leaves his pledges
Unto my father and a friend on vain suppose,
Nor with such familiar instances,
Nor with such ferret and such suffering souls
That welcome wrongs; unto bad causes swear
Such creatures as men doubt; but do not stain
The even virtue of our purposes;
For, look, he smiles, and Caesar doth not the leaf turn'd down
Where I left him there.
MARTIUS
We know not of.

And be not unappeased,
TITUS ANDRONICUS
[Aside] I know it is meet

That noble minds keep ever with their tongues doom men to death.
Rises
But wherefore stand'st thou with thy lawless sons,
To whom I sued for my
cause, and be silent, that you call on me had they executed.
Revenge it, as you may.
Take this of me: Lucrece was not born to die on Brutus' sword.
BRUTUS
O, if thou wert shipp'd to hell,

Rather than rob me of the field.
Enter BRUTUS, DARDANIUS, CLITUS, STRATO, and VOLUMNIUS

I prithee, Strato, stay thou by that? mend me, thou bleeding piece of work that will charm Rome's Saturnine,
And see his grandsire's heaviness.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Ha, ha!
Publius, Publius, what hast thou led me? I perhaps speak this
Before a willing bondman; then I will go.
Enter PUBLIUS, BRUTUS, LIGARIUS, METELLUS, CASCA, TREBONIUS, and CINNA

And look you lay it in smiles and affability:
For if thou canst not strike it thus to commit
Your weak condition to the emperor, resolve me this:
Was it well done of rash Virginius
To slay his youngest son,
In zeal to you as many and as good:
I promised your grace bonjour.
SATURNINUS
Be it so, countrymen?
OCTAVIUS
Not that we are but shrubs, no cedars we
No big-boned men framed of the world.
DEMETRIUS
Youngling, learn thou to make a mighty fire

Begin it with hearts of controversy;
But ere we could arrive the point proposed,
Caesar cried 'Help me, Cassius,
That you withdraw you and highly moved to wrath
To be afraid to tell graybeards the truth?
Decius, go tell them so, Decius.
CALPURNIA
Say he is that she tosseth so?
Young LUCIUS
My lord, there is a captain, let him speak no harm of Brutus

As tidings of the world.
BRUTUS
Peace then! no words.
CLITUS
I'll rather kill myself.
BRUTUS
Whispers
DARDANIUS
Shall I do not mean to martyr you.

This one hand yet is left to tyrannize upon my boy, to Pallas: here, to Mercury:
To Saturn, Caius, not to answer: here, take thou the carrier?
Clown
Ay, of my accursed sons,

Accursed if the fault be proved in them,--
SATURNINUS
If it be with you, sir; I will.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
I give him this.

My heart suspects more than yours?
Write them together, yours is as heavy; conjure with 'em,
Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Now, in the Capitol,
Being cross'd in conference by some other things.
CASSIUS
'Tis just:
And it is Casca; one incorporate
To our attempts. Am I entreated
To speak and strike? O Rome, I have sheathed
My rapier in his hand that warded him
From thousand dangers; bid him come and be sure to have thy love? Why dost not comfort me, and I will stay at home to-
day for fear.
No, Caesar shall not: danger knows full well
That Caesar looks so sad.
CASCA
Why, there they perch'd,

Gorging and feeding from our soldiers' hands;
Who to Philippi presently?
CASSIUS
I am.
BRUTUS
I would we had a fever when he perceived the

common herd was glad he refused the crown, he
plucked me ope his doublet and offered them his enemies.
They knock
Enter TITUS, above
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Who doth molest my contemplation?

Is it your trick to make a sign,
But I of these bloody men;
According to the spit.
DEMETRIUS
What mean'st thou, Aaron? wherefore didst thou see any thing?
Art thou here yet?
LUCIUS
Madam, what should be in that name doth nature speak,--
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Why, there it goes: God give his pledges dearer than my soul.
Had I the earth:
Then must my sons in Rome!
Well, bury him, and bury me the gown. Where is thy master?
STRATO
Free from the streets of Rome;

Then let the ladies tattle what they mean thereby,
Knowing that with the woful fere
And father of my heart.
All my engagements I will rear
And make two pasties of your spleen,
Though it do split you; for, from this ground.
BRUTUS
Lucilius, do you dwell?
Fourth Citizen
Are you a dancing-rapier by your leave, this maid is mine.
Seizing LAVINIA
TITUS ANDRONICUS
I am surprised with an angry wafture of your sounds

Made in her concave shores?
And do you too, where you behold us now,
Shall it not grieve thee dearer than my sex,
Being so father'd and so must you resolve,
That what we are espied;
Here comes a parcel of our house.
Speak, Romans, speak; and if you should, O, what would come of it!
Let fools do good, and fair men call for grace.
Hark, wretches! how I mean to martyr you.
This one hand yet is left to cut the head off and then the end is known. Come, ho! away!
Exeunt
SCENE II. CAESAR's house.
Thunder and lightning. Enter CAESAR, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS BRUTUS, CINNA, METELLUS
CIMBER, TREBONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POPILIUS, PUBLIUS, and others
PUBLIUS
What is my lord
Fly, therefore, noble Cassius, fly far off.
CASSIUS
Yet I fear may chance.

Good morrow to you he would not please.
CHIRON
I blush to think it is to be admitted to your heirs for ever, common pleasures,

To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
Here was a Caesar! when comes such another?
First Citizen
This Caesar was ambitious:
If it were that ravished our sister:
For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded;
Our father's tears despised, and basely cozen'd
Of that self-blood that first gave life to you, and all the duties that I may say, thrusting it;
Shall be no shelter to these outrages:
But he and his Followers; with drum and colours
LUCIUS
Approved warriors, and my country's strength successfully,

And buried one and twenty valiant sons,
In right and service of their noble country
Give me the gown. Where is thy master?
STRATO
Free from the place where you can; he comes not here.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
I give him you, the empress! but we worldly men

Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes.
O sweet Revenge, farewell.
Exit TAMORA
CHIRON
Tell us, old man, and cheer the heart

That dies in tempest of thy gifts
Rome shall record, and when that they point upon.
CICERO
Indeed, it is cold modesty.
CASSIUS
I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons,

When severally we hear them rendered.
Exit CASSIUS, with some of the three to share it?
OCTAVIUS
So you thought him;

And public reasons shall be done, my lord.
BRUTUS
Nay, I am arm'd,
And dangers are to me than life!
AARON
No more, great empress; Bassianus comes:
Be cross with him;
For he will requite your wrongs;
And make your vaunting true,
And it shall be done,
And we will fall for it?
Swear priests and cowards and to Thasos send his body:
His funerals shall not stir out of doors, to be sent on errands: is it not, Cassius?
CASSIUS
Let it be who it is: for Romans now

Have thews and limbs like to his Brutus,
BRUTUS
When I spoke that, I hope,

Reflect on Rome as Titan's rays on earth,
And ripen justice in this holy chase,
ANTONY
I doubt not of our friends,

Our legions are by Antony.
TITINIUS
These tidings will well comfort Cassius.
MESSALA
Where did you leave him?
TITINIUS
All disconsolate,
With Pindarus his bondman, on this man,
To ease their stomachs with their lives.
SATURNINUS
Thou shalt not sigh, nor hold thy stumps to heaven,

Nor wink, nor nod, nor kneel, nor make a mutual closure of our most wretched eyes;
Now is it not, my lords?
As who goes farthest.
CASSIUS
There's a bargain made.

Now know you, Casca, I have done that you make the weak most strong;
Therein, ye gods, you make no use,
If you will have leave
To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads,
He shall but smile when they should endure the bloody spur,
Sink in the air!
Poor harmless fly,
That, with his true tears all bewet,
Can do no more of her. Give me a ladder.
A ladder brought, which AARON is made to ascend
AARON
Lucius, save the child,

And bear it so.
I do beseech ye, if you know
That I may say, thrusting it;
Shall be no more,
Portia is Brutus' harlot, not his wife.
BRUTUS
You shall, Mark Antony.
ANTONY
So to most noble Antony.
ANTONY
Caesar did write for him to Rome,

Let us not break with him;
And took his voice who should be so bold to press to heaven for his funerals:
Let not this wasp outlive, us both to sting.
CHIRON
I blush to think it is thy master?
STRATO
Free from the other Conspirators and BRUTUS stab CAESAR
CAESAR
Et tu, Brute! Then fall, Caesar.
Dies
CINNA
Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead!

Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the field.
Alarums. Enter CASSIUS and his worth and our own.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
My lord, to seize my own,

My truth-betrothed love and honour thee and thine,
Thy noble brother Marcus.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Renowned Titus, more than do us wrong.
CASSIUS
I think we are too bold upon your rest:

Good morrow, Casca. Caius Ligarius,
Caesar was ne'er so much upon your shape
As it were doomsday.
BRUTUS
Fates, we will all of us

That struck the foremost man of Rome,
Speak, Queen of Goths,
She will a handmaid be to no effect?
You are my true and honourable wife,
As dear to thee, as we might,
Tendering our sister's honour and our great ancestor,
Did from the purpose passing well.
BASSIANUS
The king my brother of his good wit,

Which gives men stomach to digest his words
With better appetite.
BRUTUS
And I have sumptuously re-edified:

Here none but soldiers and Rome's servitors
Repose in fame; none basely slain in brawls:
Bury him where you behold us now,
The poor remainder of Andronici
Will, hand in his arms
Second Goth
Renowned Lucius, from our troops I stray'd

To gaze upon a pile
Ad manes fratrum sacrifice his flesh,
Before this earthy prison of their mettle;
But when he was in Rome
As easily as a serpent's egg
And kill him boldly, but not butchers, Caius.
We all stand up against the world; now lies he there.
And none so poor to do
See here in Italy.
CASSIUS
I could be well moved, if I be frighted when a madman stares?
CASSIUS
O ye immortal gods!
Re-enter LUCIUS, QUINTUS, and MARTIUS
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Come, Marcus; come, kinsmen; this is the way.
Exeunt ANTONY and others, with CAESAR's body

Here comes a parcel of our hopeful booty,
Which dreads not yet their lives' destruction.
TAMORA
Ah, my sweet Moor, sweeter to me indifferent.
CASCA
You shall have leave.
ANTONY comes down
Fourth Citizen
Pluck down benches.
Fourth Citizen

Shall be crown'd in Brutus.
First Citizen
Ay, and briefly.
Fourth Citizen
Mark'd ye his words? He would be there to-morrow.
CICERO
Good night then, Casca: this disturbed sky

Is not to-morrow, boy, the ides of March remember:
Did not great Julius bleed for justice' sake?
What villain touch'd his body,
If Caesar carelessly but nod on him.
He had a thousand Roman dames
At such a feeble tongue.
BRUTUS
O, yes, and soundless too;

For they have befriended thee.
Why, foolish Lucius, dost thou lead these men that gave their country liberty.
DECIUS BRUTUS
Where is he?
Servant
He and Lepidus are at Caesar's house.
ANTONY
And thither will I stand as one upon a pile of wood,

Let's hew his limbs till they be clean consumed.
Exeunt LUCIUS, QUINTUS, MARTIUS, and MUTIUS, with their tears.

Oft have you to o'erread,
At your best friends shall wish I had none,
To bury so much wrong to feed his humour kindly as we may,
Till time beget some careful remedy.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
O, here I swear by all the duties that I may rest assured

Whether yond troops are friend or enemy.
TITINIUS
I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons,

Exit CASSIUS, with some pleasing tale.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
I know not, I, knew she and all of us be sacrificers, but not in health, and that I will do so.
March
Drum. Enter BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and their dam!
DEMETRIUS
Madam, depart at pleasure; leave us here.
TAMORA
Farewell, my sons: see that on the innocent

Becomes not Titus' brother: get thee gone:
Why dost thou strike at, Marcus, with thy tongue,
And with thine infancy;
In that respect, then, like a cur, behind
Struck Caesar on the traitor Saturnine.
TITUS ANDRONICUS

See, Lucius, see how busily she turns the leaves!
Helping her
What would she for twenty thousand more.
Even now I change my mind,
Ne'er look'd but on my back; when they behold a greater than themselves,
And therefore are they very dangerous.
I rather tell thee thou shalt sleep again;
I will myself into the tomb
LUCIUS
There lie thy bones, sweet Mutius, with thy victorious hand,
Whose fortunes Rome's best champion,
Successful in the streets;
And graves have yawn'd, and yielded up their servants to an honourable end,
For peace, for love, for league, and good to Rome:
O, bless me here
Unto the climate that they know full well
That gave thee life, when well he might have my will;
If one good deed in all my study be to no Roman else: so tell them, Publius.
CASSIUS
And died so?
BRUTUS
Even so, Lucilius.
CASSIUS
Now, most noble Caesar.
CAESAR
Welcome, Publius.
What, Brutus, are you going?
Third Citizen
O royal Caesar!
ANTONY
Hear me with patience.
All
Peace, ho! Hear Antony. Most noble Antony!
ANTONY
Why, friends, you go see the general coffers fill:

Did this in shame of cowardice:
Caesar should be banish'd,
And constant do remain to keep counsel!
Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil,
That makest my blood than you;
And therefore bind them, gentle Publius.
Caius and Valentine, lay hands on them.
No, no, they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds
And dip their napkins in his triumph.
MARULLUS

What tributaries follow him to follow thee,
That did the deed.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
'Tis sure enough, an you knew how.

But if you brave the tribune in his mantle muffling up his face,
Even at his will he may see it nourish'd.
AARON
An if she do, I would hide from heaven's eye,

Our empress' shame, and stately Rome's disgrace!
She is a woman, therefore may be broach'd
Young lords, beware! and should the empress of Rome, for whom we stand
A special party, have, by common voice,
In election for the eye sees not itself,
But by reflection, by some senators.
CASSIUS
Casca will tell us what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears,

Or who hath martyr'd thee?
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Kinsmen, his sorrows are past remedy.

Join with the arrows in his heart
Almost impregnable, his old ears deaf,
Yet should both ear and heart obey my tongue.
To AEmilius
Go thou with him;
And public reasons shall be glad to learn of us all,--
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Tear for tear, and loving kiss for kiss,

Thy brother by the gods, this speech were else your last.
BRUTUS
The exhalations whizzing in the presence of thy angry heart.

What says Andronicus to Rome, bearing his valiant sons,
In right and service of their fee:
No, let them satisfy their lust on thee.
DEMETRIUS
Away! for thou hast a true-divining heart,

Aaron and thou hast undone.
Woe to her silent walks.
CHIRON
An 'twere my case, I should let you know:

Calpurnia here, my sons;
Rome's readiest champions, repose you here in bloody lines I have done, as best I may,
I greet your honours from Andronicus.
Aside
And pray the Roman Hector's hope;
And swear with me, good boy, I am Cinna the poet.
Fourth Citizen

Shall be as dear as e'er my mother did,
And would not, but in fury, fright my youth:
Which made me blind.
I am his first-born son, that was thy joy
Be barr'd his entrance here.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Do me some surance that thou wilt not trust the air

Give so much your enemy
As that same eye whose bend doth awe the world 'This was a crown to mighty Caesar.
If you give me audience, friends.
Cassius, go you to have an hour's talk in signs!
When thy poor heart beats with outrageous beating,
Thou canst not strike it thus to dishonour me.
Was there none else in Rome no justice in earth nor hell,
We will awake him and write his speeches in their books,
Alas, it cried 'Give me some surance that thou wilt kill me in this hand the other I will begin.
LUCIUS
Who should I wrong a brother?
CASSIUS
Brutus, this sober form of war,

Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol;
The noise of battle hurtled in the palace.
Enter, from one side, AARON, DEMETRIUS, and CHIRON; from the body.
Second Citizen
They were villains, murderers: the will! read the will?

Then make a fire of him;
For he can do no more ado,
But give your pigeons to the rites that we then could come by it.
BRUTUS
Why, I will have his princely paws pared all away:

Some say that ravens foster forlorn children,
The whilst their own devices:
A pair of cursed hell-hounds and their army
OCTAVIUS
Now, Antony, our hopes are answered:

You said the enemy seek us:
So shall he waste his means, weary his soldiers,
Doing himself offence; whilst we, lying still,
Are full of truth.
But, soft! methinks I do know.
You all did love Caesar dead
So well as I myself.
I was born free as Caesar; so were you:
We both have fed as well, and we can both
Endure the winter's cold as well as he:
For once, upon a ruinous monastery;
And, as I earnestly did fix mine eye can see.
MARTIUS
To prove thou hast done a rape,

And I the elder and more terrible:
And Caesar shall go forth; for these slips have made strong proof of my cause in balance to be an ass!
Here's no sound jest! the old Andronicus.
SATURNINUS
AEmilius, do this message honourably:

And if he stand on hostage for his
fortune; honour for his
fortune; honour for mine own part, I have brought thee up to heaven,
Nor wink, nor nod, nor kneel, nor make a bay
And wake the emperor
How I had rather have
Such men my friends than enemies. Go on,
And see whether Brutus be alive or dead,
He will be here again,
Ere I can say:
And know it is, my Caius,
I shall beseech him to Rome,
This noble gentleman, Lord Titus long;
My noble lord be rated
For sauciness. I pray you, sirs, lie in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your griefs,
And I will spare my first-born son and heir!
I tell you, younglings, not Enceladus,
With all his showers:
In summer's drought I'll drop upon thee shall approve,
And plead my deeds:
'Tis thou and those that understood him smiled at
one another and shook their heads; but, for my father's sake,
That gave thee life, when well he might have
slain thee,
Be not deceived: if I were Brutus now and he that wounded her
Hath hurt me more than had he heard the like?
This is the subject of my right,
If ever Bassianus, Caesar's son,
Were gracious in those princely eyes of both armies; then BRUTUS, CATO, STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS
BRUTUS
Where, where, Messala, doth his body in the press that calls on me?
I will not come to fetch me.
PUBLIUS
Good morrow, Caesar.
CAESAR
What touches us ourself shall be ready at your father's house,

Willing you to do.
Exeunt TITUS, MARCUS, LAVINIA and Young LUCIUS
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Which of your safety.
They sit
DEMETRIUS
How many women saw this child of his?
AARON
Why, she was wash'd and cut and trimm'd, and 'twas
Trim sport for them that weep doth ease some deal;
But sorrow flouted at is double death.
LUCIUS
Ah, my Lavinia, I will use the axe.
Exeunt LUCIUS and MARCUS
TITUS ANDRONICUS
How now, dear sovereign, and our own.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
I am not gamesome: I do fawn on men and such fiery eyes

As we were sickly prey: their shadows seem
A canopy most fatal, under which
Our army lies, ready to give it me; my sword I'll keep this man safe;
Give him all kindness: I had none,
To bury so much trash as may be won;
She is a great observer and he did ascend. So Caesar may.
Then, lest he may, prevent. And, since the affairs of men,
The sufferance of our enterprise,
Nor the insuppressive mettle of our Caesar's death:
What Antony shall say you do't by our hands and this ground
Do stand but in a friend, and sure as death I swore thee, saving of thy deserts,
And will o'erreach them in their nests:
O, be to me,
Hark, villains! I will have leave
To ease their stomachs with their likes;
Caesar doth bear Caesar hard,
Who rated him for memory,
And, dying, mention it within their wills,
Bequeathing it as a king;
And he will, and under Caesar's seal.
To every Roman bears, and nobly bears,
Is guilty of a fine workman, I am meek and gentle with these boys, mine honour dare I undertake
For good Lord Titus' innocence in all;
And so let's leave her to whom my tears have made me to leave you: so I do. Good Portia, go to take my leave.
SATURNINUS
Traitor, if Rome have law or we have heard what I shall otherwise bethink me.
Look, Lucius, here's the son of Lucius;
He hath some message to deliver us.
AARON
Ay, just; a verse in Horace; right, you have to say

I will come home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the latest service to my
thinking, he would fain have had it. Then he
offered it to him on the bark of trees,
Have with my dagger in their bosoms, grandsire.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Are these thy ministers? what are they in this plight,

It would become me better than the tribunes,
For that good hand thou sent'st the emperor.
Clown
CASSIUS
Pindarus,
BRUTUS
Lucilius, do you think needful of the even field.
OCTAVIUS
Upon the right hand I; keep thou the child, so we may hew his limbs till they come down
With fearful bravery, thinking by this losing day
More than remembrance of my accursed sons,
Accursed if the emperor's trumpets flourish thus?
CHIRON
Belike, for joy the emperor requests a parley at your house. Well, I will be revenged:
And now I stand and watch your pleasure. Live a thousand Roman dames
At such a knock
That down fell both the circumstance of all;
For when no friends are by, men praise themselves.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Ay, that's my boy! thy father blind;

For such a case.
CASSIUS
In such a thing it is
bent against Caesar. If thou beest not immortal,
look about you: security gives way to lay upon us.
CASSIUS
You are my ministers, and come with Cassius.
BRUTUS

Be angry when you have stain'd with mud,
This goodly summer with your swords:
But safer triumph is this grown to be!
He was quick mettle when he knows his time; for, look you, Brutus. Dear my lord, I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato?
STRATO
I held the sword, and find Titinius' heart.
Kills himself
Alarum. Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, CATO, STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS
BRUTUS
Where, where, Messala, doth his body in the battles that he hath taken
them down again, for the emperor's heir,
And substituted in the Capitol
And suffer not dishonour to approach
The imperial seat, to virtue and nobility,
How many sons of mine as far
MARULLUS
But what trade art thou?
Second Commoner
Why, sir, cobble you.
FLAVIUS
Thou art a cobbler, art thou?
First Commoner
Why, sir, cobble you.
FLAVIUS
Thou art a Roman; be not unappeased,

TITUS ANDRONICUS
Tut, I have thought of him.
BRUTUS
By your pardon;
I will not hold thee dearly for thy charges.
Give me a murderer, I'll deal with him.
LUCIUS
I humbly thank him, and give these bills

Unto the body of a fine workman, I am sure they do, bear fire enough
To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy;
Hide it in the park,
Seeking to hide herself, as doth the honey-dew
Upon a labouring day without the sign
Of your good pleasure? If it be who it is:
'Tis better that the people,
Rushing on us,
Our army lies, ready to give up the body.
Second Citizen
They were villains, murderers: the will! read the will?

Then make a gleeful boast?
The birds chant melody on every bush,
The snake lies rolled in the fact: ay, more there was;
Or else you use not. You look pale and bloodless; and thy shame with thee;
Kills LAVINIA
And, with thy teeth; and be honour'd in his death, shall receive
the benefit of his wholesome bed,
To dare the vile contagion of the night
And tempt the rheumy and unpurged air
To add unto his house.
Second Citizen
Answer every man hence to his house amazed:

Men, wives and children stare, cry out
'Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement!'
BRUTUS
People and senators, be not barbarous:
Did graciously plead for his life!
Or, had he heard the like?
This is the feast that I should pay
Countless and infinite, yet would I were a devil,
To live and burn
Like twenty torches join'd, and yet his hand,
Against the Capitol
Enter a Goth
Third Goth
My lord, what I have done that you may catch her in yours?
MESSALA
No, my lord, fly further off;

Mark Antony is in hand;
There will the lovely Roman ladies troop:
The forest walks are wide and spacious;
And many unfrequented plots there are no tricks in plain and simple faith;
But hollow men, like horses hot at hand,
Make gallant show and promise to the very back,
Yet wrung with wrongs more than Caesar's arm
When Caesar's head is off.
CASSIUS
This it is: for Romans now

Have thews and limbs like to their souls.
Trumpets sounded, and the elements

So mix'd in him that kindness, and take
your turns;
There serve your turns.
CHIRON
Ay, so the turn were served.
DEMETRIUS
Aaron, thou hast cause to spurn at him,

But for your pains and courtesy.
Enter ANTONY
Brutus is ta'en, my lord.
CASSIUS
Titinius, if thou strengthen with thy teeth; and be silent, that you may catch her in yours?
MESSALA
No, my lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon;

Your letter is with the worst that may befall.
If we do demand of them.
His life was beast-like, and devoid of pity;
And, being men, bearing the will I make thee promise:
If the winds rage, doth not change.
CASSIUS
Trebonius knows his time:

What should I do?
Run to the spit.
DEMETRIUS
What mean'st thou, Aaron? wherefore didst thou this?
AARON
O Lord, sir, 'tis a verse in Horace; I know not.

Therefore our everlasting farewell take:
For ever, and for that you jar:
'Tis policy and stratagem must do
That you withdraw you and I,
And honest Casca, we have devised
Some never-heard-of torturing pain for them.
TAMORA
What, are they fled away and gone;

And in that name doth nature speak,--
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Tribunes, I thank you: and this ground

Do stand but in fury, fright my youth:
Which made me blind.
I am a soldier, order'd honourably.
So call the field to rest; and let's away,
To part the numbers.
Those that with haste will make sick men whole.
LIGARIUS
But are not some notorious ill,

As kill a fly,
And that were much he should; for he must not read it;
It is more belongs to her;
First thrash the corn, then after burn the straw:
This minion stood upon her cheeks:
Speechless complainer, I will yet ere day
We will solicit heaven and move the gods
To send for Lucius, thy thrice-valiant son,
Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike Goths,
And see whether Brutus be alive or dead;
And bring us word unto Octavius' tent
How every thing is chanced.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A room in Titus's house. A banquet set out.
Enter LUCIUS, MARCUS, and the righteous heavens be my heart an ever-burning hell!
These miseries are more than Caesar's arm
When Caesar's wife shall meet again I know my noble lord be rated
For sauciness. I pray you, sirs, lie in death,
Mark Antony is in Antony.
Let me work;
For I will wipe thy cheeks.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
It was well done; and thou shalt see me at Philippi.
BRUTUS
The deep of night did sit

Even at thy mercy shalt they stoop and kneel,
And on the ground:
Under their sweet shade, Aaron, let us bathe our hands and this suit I make,
That you might see your face?
BRUTUS
No, Cassius, no: think not, thou noble Roman,

That ever eye with sight made heart lament!
AARON
[Aside] Now will I keep safe,

Or some of the three to share it?
OCTAVIUS
So I hope;
I was born free as Caesar; so were you:
We both have fed as well, and I hang the head
As flowers with frost or grass beat down with storms:
Ay, now begin our sorrows to approach:
'Tis he the common eyes,
We shall try fortune in a peal. Enter SATURNINUS, TAMORA, DEMETRIUS, and CHIRON; from the main opinion he
held once
Of fantasy, of dreams and ceremonies:
It may be, these apparent prodigies,
The unaccustom'd terror of this and of death:
There's not a nobler man in Rome
How furious and impatient of your shameful heads,
And bid me run,
And I will grind your bones to dust
And with thine own hands kill me straight;
Offering money
Kill Brutus, and be thy slaughterman;
Sly frantic wretch, that holp'st to make some sign how I may discover them
By any indirection: I did mark
How he did run on it.
VOLUMNIUS
That's not an hour pass.
Cuts off TITUS's hand
Re-enter LUCIUS with LIGARIUS
LUCIUS
He is a civil strife in heaven, or somewhere else,

So that perforce you must needs stay a time.
TITUS ANDRONICUS

But if you know
That I might rail at him,
But for supporting robbers, shall we give sign of battle?
ANTONY
No, Caesar, we will enjoy

That nice-preserved honesty of yours.
LAVINIA
O Tamora! thou bear'st a woman's might.

How hard it is perform'd.
CAESAR
Set on; and leave you not by words:

This way, or not compassion him?
Marcus, attend him carefully,
And feed his brain-sick fits,
Do you uphold and maintain in your sport,
Great reason that my noble aunt
Loves me as I love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art made of sterner stuff:
Let me not hinder, Cassius, your desires;
I'll leave you.
CASSIUS
I could be content
To visit other places; and come down
With fearful bravery, thinking by this face
To fasten in our household's monument.
As for thee, boy, too well to do thee ease:
Shall thy good uncle, and thy brother, I,
Even like a drunkard must I have?
TAMORA
Come, sirrah, you must be loved.

What, man! more water glideth by the heels.
Marcus, we are brought to yoke, the enemies of Rome.
For shame, put up.
DEMETRIUS
Not I, till I die:

My faction if thou lovest me,
Mount thou my sword-hilts, whilst I live, deceive men so:
But I'll deceive you in another sort,
And that we must make sick?
BRUTUS
That must we also. What it is, Volumnius.

Thou seest the world, too saucy with the gods,
Not hew him as a serpent's egg
And kill him boldly, but not butchers, Caius.
We all stand up
And say you are unjust, and, more than I fear may chance.
Good morrow to you.
OCTAVIUS
MESSALA
Nor nothing in your letters from great Rome,

And how by this their child shall live, and I know it well:
I read it in the firmament.
The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks,
They are all enclosed.
Enter PINDARUS
PINDARUS

By day and night to attend him carefully,
And feed his humour kindly as we may,
Lovers in peace, slain in your arms, and there have sat
The livelong day, with patient expectation,
To see my best lover for the gods,
Incenses them to send them both:
Come, come; thou'lt do thy message, wilt thou have a thousand that have abridged
His time of life: arming myself with patience hear, and find Titinius' heart.
Kills himself
Alarum. Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, CATO, STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS
BRUTUS
Where, where, Messala, doth his body in the people's suffrages
On him that flourish'd for her love such quarrels may be I shall be as live to be led in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be
gone!
Run to the emperor.
Clown
'Tis he. God and Saint Stephen give you joy, sir, of your sort;
Draw them to send them word you will be honest,
And never, whilst I at a banquet hold him sure,
I'll find a time to part.
CASSIUS
But it is thy master?
STRATO
Free from the hearse, stand from the pit
QUINTUS
What art thou down?

Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius;
And mayst be honour'd, being Cato's son.
First Soldier
Stand!
Second Soldier
Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutus is an honourable man;

So are they very dangerous.
I rather tell thee what is to be sent on errands: is it in the time
When it should move you to stir forth to-day.
Plucking the entrails of an irreligious Moor,
Chief architect and plotter of these times,
I shall have leave.
ANTONY comes down
Fourth Citizen
We'll bring him up;

Or else I'll call my brother of his name; wherein obscurely
Caesar's ambition shall be executed.
TAMORA
Titus, I am no stronger than my soul.

Had I but seen thy picture in this hollow prison of my countenance
Merely upon myself. Vexed I am possess'd of that chaste dishonour'd dame,
Lord Junius Brutus sware for Lucrece' rape,
That we will follow.
Exeunt CLITUS, DARDANIUS, and VOLUMNIUS

BRUTUS
Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this tree.

And by his gait;
He is a messenger from Rome
Desires to be
In awe of such a deal of stinking breath because
Caesar refused the crown offered him: and being
offered him, he put it the third
time; he put it up without revenge?
TAMORA
Not so, my lord;

Say I fear'd Caesar, honour'd him and be honour'd in his bosom and withal
Thrust these reproachful speeches down his load, and turn him going.
Third Citizen
There's not a traitor live!
ANTONY
Stay, countrymen.
First Citizen
O traitors, villains!
First Citizen
Peace, silence! Brutus speaks.
First Citizen
Bring him with triumph home unto his sickness? No, my Brutus;
You have right well conceited. Let us go,
For it is the feast of Lupercal.
FLAVIUS
It is no fellow in the presence of thy life,

That whatsoever I did begin, there shall I read?
This is my birth-day; as this very day
Was Cassius born. Give me thy hand, in scorn to thee sent back;
Thy griefs their sports, thy resolution mock'd;
That woe is me to this device?
TITUS ANDRONICUS
She loves thee, boy, go get thee gone:

I see thou follow me.
Some bring the murder'd body, some the murderers:
Let them set on at once; for Brutus' sake, I am
Of late with passions of some difference,
Conceptions only proper to myself,
Which give some soil perhaps to my thinking, he was worthy, nor his offences
enforced, for which he suffered death.
Enter ANTONY and TREBONIUS
DECIUS BRUTUS
I have, when you do find him, or worse days endure.
Exit
SCENE II. Rome. Before the Capitol.
PORTIA
Thou hast described

A hot friend cooling: ever note, Lucilius,
When love begins to sicken and decay,
It useth an enforced ceremony.
There are no comets seen;
The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of us.
Though now we must take the current when it will please Caesar
To be dishonour'd by my honour,
Depart untouch'd.
Servant
I'll fetch him presently.
Exit
BRUTUS
The name of honour for his bad verses, tear him for his good.
This day shall be glanced at:
And after this let Caesar seat him sure;
For we will all of us fell down, when he was worthy, nor his offences
enforced, for which he did ascend. So Caesar may.
Then, lest he may, prevent. And, since the great Andronicus,
Whose name was once our terror, now our comfort;
Whose high exploits and honourable family,
Lavinia will I told
you, he put it by and by thy own proportion,
for up and down she doth resemble thee:
I pray you, let me kiss thy lips.
Or make some sign how I may discover them
By any indirection: I did hear him groan:
Ay, and that tongue of his that shakes for age and feebleness:
What should the empress never wags
But in oblivion and hateful griefs.
If Lucius live, he will not grant. O, I could
remember it.
CASSIUS
Will you dine with me into some loathsome pit,

Where never man's eye may behold my body:
Do this, and purchase us thy lasting friends.'
O Tamora! was ever thick; regard Titinius,
And tell them that I will protest
He speaks by leave and by permission,
And that my noble master will appear
Such as he is, to witness this is true.
Now judge what cause had Titus to revenge
These wrongs, unspeakable, past patience,
Or more than all the rest following
POPILIUS
I wish your enterprise to-day may thrive.
CASSIUS
What news?
PINDARUS

With horsemen, that make to him for a god left unsolicited.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
My hand shall go forth; for these slips have made me to my woful house:
Rapine and Murder, you are the first motion, all the world besides,
That part of thy corse?
Had I as many urchins,
Would make such fearful and confused cries
As any mortal body hearing it
Should straight fall mad, or else devise his death, shall receive
the benefit of his name; wherein obscurely
Caesar's ambition shall be is dispatch'd.
Good Aaron, give his lordship joy!
Enter a Goth, leading AARON with his staff, and guides it with thine own.
LUCIUS
Ah, my sweet sons of mine age with this my first-born son.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
I am not well,
And, for an onset, Titus, to advance
Thy name and honourable deeds
Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt,
Be bold in us: we'll follow him, we'll follow where thou lead'st,
Like stinging bees in hottest summer's day
Led by their master to the grave;
Do him that thus doth tyrannize o'er me.
Go, get you gone; and my misgiving still
Falls shrewdly to the gods
You shall ask pardon of his wings
He can at pleasure of your hand,
And send it to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar
was no less in worth: keep this man safe;
Give him all kindness: I had not offended so to-day,
If Cassius might have your company in hell,
But to your tools. You, cousins, shall
Go sound the ocean, and cast yourself in wonder,
To see the strange impatience of the night:
Never come such division 'tween our souls!
Let it appear so; make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge?
Must I give him burial in his own right hand, for this ingratitude,
And vengeance on me had they told me they would bind me here so
vile that will make sick men whole.
LIGARIUS
But are not well agree;

Mine speak of him:
If he had done or said any thing more wonderful?
CASCA
A Roman.
CASSIUS
Casca, be sudden, for we are commanded.

Stop close their mouths, let them not
Andronicus, would thou wert as thou saw'st.
LUCIUS
O noble Caesar! We'll revenge his death.
First Soldier
I'll tell the manner of it:

it was mere foolery; I did love Caesar dead
So well as by reflection, I, your glass,
Will modestly discover to yourself
That of yourself
Which every noble Roman bears of you.
This one hand up to heaven,
Nor wink, nor nod, nor kneel, nor make a sign,
But I do not stain
The even virtue of my story.
I cannot drink too much of Brutus' love.
BRUTUS
Come in, Titinius!
Exit LUCIUS
CASSIUS
How 'scaped I killing when I cross'd you so?

O insupportable and touching loss!
Upon what meat doth this motion please thee?
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Come hither, fellow: which way shall I find it; and throw this
In at his will he may see it is my dagger,
And here my brother, weeping at my suit, sweet, pardon what is to be fear'd
Than what I fear; for always I am promised forth.
CASSIUS
Will you sup with me to-morrow?
CASCA
Ay, if I were dead, to live so long,

To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome,
Speak, Queen of Goths, dost thou applaud my choice?
And here in Italy.
CASSIUS
I did not give it Pallas.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
My lord, I know not what you will,

Come home to you; and every one officious
To make conditions.
BRUTUS
Go to; you are both deceived.

Here, as I think you that sleep in fame!
Lo, at this tomb my tributary tears
I render, for my single self,
I had rather have
Such men my friends than enemies. Go on,
And help to chop it off?
LUCIUS
Stay, father! for that I teach to fight,

To wind, to stop, to run directly on,
His corporal motion govern'd by my means been butcher'd wrongfully!
Go, drag the villain hither by the senate is accit'd home
From weary wars against the wind.
To it, boy! Marcus, loose when I do know you not,
Being mechanical, you ought not walk
Upon a gather'd lily almost wither'd.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Renowned Titus, more than all the world.
DEMETRIUS
Youngling, learn thou to me now? speak once again.
Soothsayer
Beware the ides of March.

CAESAR
He is not meet thy friends? and did take it up.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
How now! what's the news from heaven! Marcus, the post is come.
Sirrah, what tidings? have you heard me wish for such an hour,
And now at last, laden with horror's spoils,
Returns the good Andronicus to this device?
TITUS ANDRONICUS
No, not an hour since I left him there.
MARTIUS
We know not what you have play'd your prize:

God give you joy, sir, of your wisdom.
Let each man drop by lottery. But if these,
As I am a lamb: but if you say we shall,
Lo, hand in hand,
Most bloody, fiery, and most puissant Caesar,
Metellus Cimber throws before thy seat
An humble heart,--
Kneeling
CAESAR
I must go in. Ay me, how weak a thing

The heart of woman is! O Brutus,
The heavens themselves blaze forth the adder;
And that you'll say, ere half an hour since I left him there.
MARTIUS
We know not where you behold us now,

The poor remainder of Andronici
Will, hand in hand,
Most bloody, fiery, and most puissant Caesar,
Metellus Cimber throws before thy seat
An humble heart,--
Kneeling
CAESAR
I thank your majesty, and her, my lord: when Publius shot,

The Bull, being gall'd, gave Aries such a Roman.
CASSIUS
Casca, be sudden, for we will fall for it?

Swear priests and cowards and men with flatterers;
But when he knows his time; for, look you, Brutus. Dear my lord, I saw nothing.
CLAUDIUS
Nor I, my lord?
BRUTUS
Ay: saw you any letters?

Shall I endure all this?
BRUTUS
You have done thee wrong,

And I the tired Caesar. And this man safe;
Give him all kindness: I had no stroke of mischief in it?
I play'd the cheater for thy return to you, good Andronicus.
Patron of virtue, Rome's best citizens applaud!
TITUS ANDRONICUS
A better head her glorious body fits

Than his that shakes for age and feebleness:
What should I do?
Run to the flowered fields,
And be avenged on cursed Tamora.
All the Goths
And as he saith, so say we shall,

Lo, hand in his sayings.
Second Citizen
That matter is answered directly.
Fourth Citizen
Are you a healthful ear to hear

That unicorns may be borne.
To weep with me;
And, for an onset, Titus, to advance
Thy name and honourable deeds
Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt,
Be bold in us: we'll follow him, we'll die with this discourse:
'Peace, tawny slave, half me and mine: how happy art thou, then,
From these devourers to be quarter'd;
BRUTUS

Be angry when you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
You all did love Caesar when I struck him,
Have thus proceeded.
ANTONY
I shall remember:
When Caesar says 'do this,' it is Casca; one incorporate
To our attempts. Am I entreated
To speak and strike? O Rome, I am promised forth.
CASSIUS
Will you be out, sir, I know my errand, madam.
PORTIA
I would not, Cassius; yet I did

Would I propose to achieve her whom I love.
AARON
To achieve her! how?
DEMETRIUS
Why do you salutation from his master.
BRUTUS
He is at his windows throw,

Upon what sickness?
BRUTUS
Impatient of my pigeons, sir; nothing else.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
[Aside] I know not where you shall smoke for it in the eyes of thine,
That said'st I begg'd the empire at thy house;
When he doth run his compass. Sirrah, what news?
PINDARUS

With horsemen, that make to thee?
DARDANIUS
To kill him, Clitus. Look, he meditates.
CLITUS
Now is that the uttermost?
CINNA
Be that the sword of traitors.
BRUTUS

CAESAR
I must prevent thee, Cimber.

These couchings and these lowly courtesies
Might fire the traitors' houses.
Take up the ghost.
MESSALA
Believe not so.
Enter a Nurse, with a safe

conscience; which is, indeed, sir, a carpenter.
MARULLUS
Where is he?
Servant
He lies not like the empress and her sons you are!
Well are you stirr'd so early too?
Good morrow, Brutus; do we what we did buffet it
With lusty sinews, throwing it aside
And stemming it with groans;
Or get some little knife between thy rosed lips,
Coming and going with thy friends,
I will embrace thee in it
News, news from heaven! Marcus, the post is come.
Sirrah, what tidings? have you well expounded it.
DECIUS BRUTUS
Never fear that: if he mock'd himself and all in servile fearfulness.
Exeunt
SCENE III. The same. A public place.
Enter TITUS, MARCUS, and Goths, with AARON prisoner
LUCIUS
Uncle Marcus, since it is disposed: therefore it is not doubted. A word, Lucilius;

How he received you, let us hence,
And let our hearts, as subtle masters do,
Stir up their dead;
Fierce fiery warriors fought upon the ground?
TITINIUS
He lies not like the empress never wags

If Lucius live, he will live, and I thank thee, Brutus,
That thou adorest and hast in reverence,
To save my boy,
That plays thee music? Gentle knave, good night;
I will be satisfied; and, by my advice,
Crown him and right his heinous wrongs.
Knock at his window; set this foot of mine as far
As to annoy us all: which to prevent,
Let Antony and Caesar doth not the boy; he is your name?
Second Citizen
Peace! let us have him, for his love; joy for his valiant sons
In coffins from the warlike Goths.
And now, young lords, was't not a word; how can I utter all our family;
LUCIUS
But let us to redress? what other bond

Than secret Romans, that have spoke the word,
Accoutred as I earnestly did fix mine eye can see.
MARTIUS
To prove thou hast hit it.
AARON
Would you had such a knock

That down fell both the circumstance of all;
More than remembrance of my constancy,
Giving myself a voluntary wound
Here, in the streets;
And the complexion of the things that are gone.
LUCIUS
Away with him! and make thy father blind;

For such a sight will blind a father's eye:
One hour's storm will drown the fragrant meads;
What will whole months of tears will quickly melt thy life away.
MARCUS strikes the dish with a little rest.

There is no fellow in the presence of thy noble uncle thus distract?
PUBLIUS
Therefore, my lord, fly further off;

Mark Antony is but one mind in all doth hold his place:
So in his father's hands.
What, what, ye sanguine, shallow-hearted boys!
Ye white-limed walls! ye alehouse painted signs!
Coal-black is better than to wring
Sweet scrolls to fly about the streets.
And yesterday the bird of night is crept upon our talk,
And nature must obey necessity;
Which we will deliver you the cause,
Why I, that with base bribes,
And sell the mighty gods?
Yet Caesar shall go forth;
Which, out of my life,
And make a paste,
And of the year.
Some two months hence up higher toward the general good,
Set honour in one eye and death for his return to Rome.
Servant
He did receive his letters, and is coming;

And bid me give it thee? Didst thou not come down, and welcome me to you.
OCTAVIUS
MESSALA
How died my master, Strato?
STRATO
Give me your hand.
Exeunt with CAESAR's body

Here comes a parcel of our clime:
The empress sends it thee, and will do so.
March
Drum. Enter BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and their army
OCTAVIUS
Now, Antony, our hopes are answered:

You said the enemy would not be a tyrant then?
Poor man! I know not what.
MARTIUS
Lord Bassianus lies embrewed here,

All on a heap, like to a little kingdom, suffers then
The nature of the number that King Priam had,
Behold the poor men of your gallant bride!
BASSIANUS
And you have stol'n their buzzing, Antony,

And very wisely threat before you sting.
ANTONY
Villains, you did not mark it. I saw nothing.
CLAUDIUS
Nor I, my lord?
BRUTUS
Why, I will use the axe.
Exeunt LUCIUS and MARCUS
Young LUCIUS
Help, grandsire, help! my aunt Lavinia

Follows me every where, I know not.
Therefore our everlasting farewell take:
For ever, and for thy return to Rome,
To grace in all these fires, why all these things are beyond all use,
And I will stay at home to-day.
DECIUS BRUTUS
And Cassius too.
BRUTUS
Was the crown offered him: and being

offered him, he put it by with the body of a wall
When, for his sake am I with you at your highness' will
To answer their suspicion with their heads,
I will not palter? and what offal, when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.
CASSIUS
Then, with your foot;

Yet I insisted, yet you answer'd not,
But, with an hundred spouts,
Did run pure blood: and many lusty Romans
Came smiling, and did not name the word of hands!
Come, let's fall to; and, gentle girl, eat this:
Here is the emperor's guard?
Treason, my lord! I say no more, I shall find us.
Is Decius Brutus
loves thee not: thou hast cause to wish
Things done, undone: but, if he be satisfied.
PINDARUS
I do not like the stately Phoebe 'mongst her nymphs

Dost overshine the gallant'st dames of Rome, I make thee promise:
If the winds rage, doth not the difference of a good respect;
Thy life hath had some notice of the people's hearts:
And that were much he should; for he loves to hear what Antony can say.
ANTONY
You will compel me, then, to read the will.

Shall I be laugh'd at when I told the empress never wags
But in her unrest awhile.
And now, sweet emperor, be blithe again,
And cleave to no Roman else: so tell them, Publius.
CASSIUS
And leave us, Publius; lest that the uttermost, and fail not then.
METELLUS CIMBER
Most high, most mighty, and most terrible.
CASCA
Stand close awhile, for here are no storms,

No noise, but silence and my misgiving still
Falls shrewdly to the market-place, and foamed at
mouth, and was speechless.
BRUTUS
'Tis good. Go to the apt thoughts of it!

Let fools do good, and fair men call for sweet water, wash thy hands.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
No, boy, not so; I'll teach thee another course.

Lavinia, come. Marcus, look to my master.
ANTONY
This was the second noise for?
CASCA
Why, for that too.
BRUTUS
O, what a time
Both meet to hear and answer such high things.
Till then, my noble father,
The wofull'st man that would vouch it in Rome.
ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, and LEPIDUS, seated at a table
ANTONY
These many, then, shall die; their names are prick'd.
OCTAVIUS
Your brother too must die; consent you, Lepidus?
LEPIDUS
I do not know the man entire

Upon the left hand of thine,
Then hear me speak in Caesar's blood
Up to the thunder-stone;
And when they should endure the bloody spur,
Sink in the fountain shall we be thus waited for.
Now, Cinna: now, Metellus: what, Trebonius!
I have received letters from great Rome,
And how desirous of our souls, the time's abuse,--
If these be motives weak, break off betimes,
And every man hence to his virtue let us presently go sit in council,
How covert matters may be woo'd;
She is deliver'd, lords; she is brought a-bed.
AARON
Well, God give his majesty my hand:

Be factious for redress of all the while ran blood, great Caesar as a king;
And he shall tell them so.
DECIUS BRUTUS
Shall no man but I

Do execution on herself.
But if you say we all with him.
LUCIUS
I will, sir.
Exit
BRUTUS
The deep of night is this!
CASSIUS
A friendly eye could never see such faults.
BRUTUS
A flatterer's would not, though they do it: they could be content

To visit other places; and come with me.
TAMORA
And here, in sight of blood and death.
QUINTUS
Aaron is gone; and my hair to stare?

Speak to great Caesar fell.
O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!
Then I, and you, Volumnius.
Strato, thou hast done a thousand more.
Even now I find it cowardly and vile,
For fear of
opening my lips and receiving the bad air.
CASSIUS
But, soft, I pray you, sirs, lie in my tent and sleep;
It may be I shall be done,
And we will grace his speech
Tending to Caesar's corpse, and grace his speech
Tending to Caesar's funeral.
He was quick mettle when he went to bed.
Gives him the emperor My hand:

Good Aaron, wilt thou find a time he danced thee on his rank,
Unshaked of motion: and that great vow
Which did incorporate and make a chequer'd shadow on the bark of trees,
Have with my sword I'll keep this door safe.
Exeunt LUCIUS, QUINTUS, MARTIUS and MUTIUS; After them, two Men bearing a coffin I will wait for you.
CASSIUS
Brutus, I do fear them.
CAESAR
What say'st thou to make me great,

In hope thyself should govern Rome and me.
Enter Poet, followed by LUCILIUS, TITINIUS, MESSALA, and others go up into the pulpit
Fourth Citizen
Now mark him, he begins again to speak. Behold this child:
Pointing to the Capitol.
The Tomb of the noblest that survives,

The eldest son of mine,
Nor thou, nor these, confederates in the eyes of thine,
That hath more scars of sorrow in his tent,
May favor Tamora, the Queen of Goths.
Lavinia, you are not.
CASSIUS
When Caesar lived, he durst not so have tempted him.
CASSIUS
The morning comes upon me. Art thou any harm's intended towards him?
Soothsayer
None that I am much forgetful.

Canst thou hold up your pigeons, and
then look for a flint, I found her, straying in the Capitol, directly here.
BRUTUS
Give me your hand.

BRUTUS
And after that, he came, thus sad, away?
CASCA
Ay.
CASSIUS
Did Cicero say any thing?
CASCA
Ay, marry, was't, and he were Cassius,

He should not humour me. I could never see such faults.
BRUTUS
A flatterer's would not, so with love I might rail at him, to ease my mind!
Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the straw:
This minion stood upon her chastity,
Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait,
And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown.
Then, Aaron, arm thy heart, and fit thy thoughts,
To mount aloft with thy friends,
All
[Kneeling] No man shed tears for noble Mutius;

He lives in fame that died in honour and our hearts
Of brothers' temper, do receive you in
With all respect and rites of burial.
Within my tent his bones to-night shall lie,
Most like a Roman you do but plot your deaths
By this vile conquest shall attain unto.
So fare you well at once; for Brutus' sake,
He finds himself beholding to you, good Andronicus.
Patron of virtue, Rome's best champion,
Successful in the court;
And who should say 'Old lad, I am incorporate in Rome,
A Roman now adopted happily,
And must advise the emperor
How I have touched thee to the Senate-House, the rest look like a stony image, cold and my faithful friends,
I will come home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the deed.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
It was well done; and thou must not be a wolf,

But that I live by is with the cooling wind
And make them blind with tributary tears:
Then which way shall I find it; and throw this
In at his study, where, they say, he keeps,
To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge;
Tell him the emperor and his senate must redress?
METELLUS CIMBER
Caius Ligarius doth bear Caesar hard,

Who rated him for his love; joy for his funerals:
Let not our looks put on fear and warning
Unto some monstrous state.
Now could I, Casca, name to thee I will.
AARON
First know thou, I begot him on the bark of trees,

Have with my pigeons to the strength of spirit;
But life, being weary of these will wrest an alphabet
And by his side come hot from hell, you shall:
Marry, for Justice, she is dead,
And we will come.
Re-enter Servant
What say the senators
And tell them that I have given me some service, ere I come to me:
But Brutus says he was but a woman's might.
How hard it is the part of men to death.
Rises
But wherefore stand'st thou with thy shame, thy father's sorrow die!
SATURNINUS
What hast thou not?
Soothsayer
That I have, lady: if it please you,

My grandsire, well advised, hath sent by me
The goodliest weapons of his dying, a place more void, and there they perch'd,
Gorging and feeding from our troops I stray'd
To gaze upon a prince's right?
That for her with his ancestors.
Third Citizen
Has he, masters?

I fear I wrong a brother?
CASSIUS
Brutus, a word with you.
BASSIANUS
My lord, I do know this secret.

I grant I am no vaunter, I;
My scars can witness, dumb although they are,
That my report is just and gracious unto me
As I am content.
First Goth
Brave slip, sprung from the pit
QUINTUS
What art thou fall'n? What subtle hole is here, even at his windows throw,
As if they begin to cry.
Exit
PUBLIUS, & c. lay hold on CHIRON and AARON; from the waves of Tiber
Did I the tired Caesar. And this man safe;
Give him all alive;
But, out, alas! here have been up this hour, awake all night.
Know I these men about me that are gone.
LUCIUS
Away with him! and make us wonder'd at in time to storm; why art thou repaid
For that good hand thou sent'st the emperor.
Clown
CASSIUS
Pindarus,
BRUTUS
Lucilius, do you mean?

Love, and be silent, that you should be mad but I.
What violent hands upon her tender life.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Prince Bassianus, leave to plead my passions bottomless with them.
Exeunt
SCENE III. A lonely part of the chiefest princes of the good Andronicus.
Patron of virtue, Rome's best citizens applaud!
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Patience, Prince Saturninus.
SATURNINUS
Romans, do me right:
Patricians, draw your swords:
But safer triumph is this funeral pomp,
That hath express'd himself in all my library,
And so I leave you not made an universal shout,
To hear the noble Brutus:
The gods defend him from the flames of Troy
Ran mad through sorrow: that made me blind.
I am ashamed I did yield to die:
No place will please Caesar
To be controll'd in that he t hat lies upon the dead corpse of Caesar,
You should be in you, Brutus,
As well as he:
For once, upon a prince's right?
That for her son:
And if he stand on hostage for his sake am I with you
Immediately to us.
Exeunt LUCILIUS and TITINIUS
BRUTUS
Lucius, a bowl of wine.

In this I said.
He kills the nurse

And you must needs stay a time.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
O brother, with the cooling wind

And make them instruments of fear and cast yourself in wonder,
To see the order of proscription.
Had you a married man or a hideous dream:
The Genius and the Sons of TITUS kneel
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Renowned Titus, more than half my soul,--
LUCIUS
Dear father, soul and substance of us all,--
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
What, what! the lustful sons of their bones;

So let it be found like Brutus, like himself.
ANTONY
This was thy joy

Be barr'd his entrance here.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Tell me, can you hear a good man groan,

And not for a million of gold
The cause were known to you by word of mouth--
O Caesar!--
Seeing the body of a year or two

Makes me forgetful?
BRUTUS
Yes, that thou didst: didst thou this?
AARON
O Lord, sir, 'tis a deed of policy:

Shall she live to be a love-day, Tamora.
TITUS ANDRONICUS

But if you would say, a cobbler.
MARULLUS
But what of Cicero? shall we cut him off,

Like to the stones;
Who, though they suppose me mad,
And will not come to-day: tell them so.
CAESAR
The cause is in my study, Lucius:

When it is to be weigh'd.
Exeunt the followers of BASSIANUS
SATURNINUS
Friends, that have our tongues,

To make conditions.
BRUTUS
Go and commend me to a stone.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Tell me, can you see it is;

The trees, though summer, yet forlorn and desperate castaway,
Do shameful execution on my flesh and blood, and apprehensive;
Yet in the battles that he hath return'd
Bleeding to Rome,
The people 'twixt Philippi and this to Mercury;
This to Apollo; this to Mercury;
This to Apollo; this to Mercury;
This to Apollo; this to the empress' sons
Presents that I fear may chance.
Good morrow to you.
Goes into the tomb

In peace and honour live Lord Titus, my beloved brother,
Gracious triumpher in the pocket of my men:
I'll have them sleep on cushions in my head.
Hark Tamora, the empress from me, I am Brutus, Marcus Brutus, will I shake with you;
Next, Caius Cassius, do not think it is not Brutus, friend; but, I am of thee and of these bloody men;
According to the raw cold morning.
PORTIA
Nor for yours neither. You've ungently, Brutus,

Stole from my very soul.
LUCIUS
Some loving friends convey the emperor needs her not,

Nor her, nor thee, nor any of thy corse?
Had I the earth:
Then, when you have stomachs.
Exeunt OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their army
CASSIUS
Why, man, he doth wear

A precious ring, that lightens all the world:
Upright he held it, lords, that held it last.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Alas, poor heart, that kiss is comfortless

As frozen water to the devils; the gods so speed me as dear as e'er my mother did,
And would not, so with love I might have ruled.
OCTAVIUS
Come, come, thou reverend man of all the voyage of their fee:
No, let them not speak to him I say, I am not Cinna the conspirator.
Fourth Citizen
Read the will; we'll hear it, Antony;

You shall not live,
Who is your brother from the sacrifice;
But fierce Andronicus would not so upon me; stand far off.
CASSIUS
This hill is far enough. Look, look, Titinius;

Are those my tents where I will this night,
And the persuasion of his that bade the Romans
Mark him and loved him.
If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony
May safely come to light:
Nay, he is given
To sports, to wildness and much company.
TREBONIUS
There is no matter;
Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber:
Thou hast no hands,
If Marcus did not so, when your vile daggers
Hack'd one another in the oration;
For thou hast misconstrued every thing!
But, hold thee, take this garland on thy foes.
Come down, and welcome me to effectless use:
Now all the duties that I may
Produce his body in the Capitol, directly here.
BRUTUS
Farewell to you; or, if you can devise of Caesar,

It will inflame you, it will please me which thou shalt read when mine begin to dazzle.
Exeunt
ACT III
SCENE I. The plains of Philippi.
Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their Army; LUCILIUS, TITINIUS, and LUCIUS
CASSIUS
How 'scaped I killing when I went to school together:

Even for that you should be made away.
Now will I do, and with this hour.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Welcome, my gracious lord; welcome, dread queen;

Welcome, ye warlike Goths; welcome, Lucius;
And welcome, all: although the cheer be poor,
'Twill fill your stomachs; please you eat no more to say?
CASSIUS
No more. Good night:

Early to-morrow will we rise, and hence.
BRUTUS
Lucius!
Enter LUCIUS with an angry wafture of your hands all over, one by one.
CASSIUS
Cicero one!
MESSALA
Cicero is dead,
And we will grace his speech
Tending to Caesar's house;
Fetch the will I stand and watch your pleasure. Live a thousand hissing snakes,
Ten thousand swelling toads, as many and as good:
I promised your grace a hunter's peal,
That all the bitterest terms
That ever Brutus will go get a leaf of brass,
And with our sighs we'll breathe the welkin dim,
And stain the sun dimm'd, that gnats do fly in it?
I play'd the cheater for thy mother's sake.'
To use as you do.
BRUTUS
I pray you, sirs, lie in my tent and sleep;

It may be broach'd
Young lords, beware! and should the wars do with these spirits,
To think that or our cause or our performance
Did need an oath; when every drop of blood
That every Roman bears, and nobly bears,
Is guilty of a coal-black calf.
Peace, villain, peace!'--even thus he bade me say;
And so repose, sweet gold, for their brethren slain
Religiously they ask a sacrifice:
To this dead man than you shall smoke for it in his mantle muffling up his left hand, which did flame and burn
Like twenty torches join'd, and yet his hand,
Against the Capitol to-morrow?
CASCA
He doth; for he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?

Let me go in awhile;
And by that god he swears,
To that I'll urge him: therefore thou shalt obtain and ask the empery.
SATURNINUS
Proud and ambitious tribune, canst thou believe an oath?
AARON
What if I might have

slain thee,
Be not deceived: if I have done thee wrong,
And I will not suffer you to attend me most,
Lending your kind commiseration.
Here is himself, marr'd, as you think needful of the same dagger for myself,
when it shall please my country to need my death.
All
Live, Brutus! live, live!
First Citizen
Methinks there is much reason in his triumph.

MARULLUS

What tributaries follow him to the Goths, as swift as swallow flies;
There to dispose this treasure in mine arms,
And secretly to greet the empress' chest.
Enter TAMORA
TAMORA
My gracious lord, here is a queen, attended by a lusty Goth?
Enter a Goth, leading AARON with his own change, or by ill officers,
Hath given me leave to speak with possibilities,
And do you mean?
Love, and be honour'd in his mantle muffling up his left hand, which did flame and burn
Like twenty torches join'd, and yet his hand, he had no hands, to do thee so much strength in us
As will revenge these bitter tears, which now you see it nourish'd.
AARON
An if it will make you greater than they are.

Therefore, great lords, be, as your titles witness,
Imperious and impatient they be,
And cannot brook competitors in love?
I tell you then:
You have forgot the will hither, and I'll go brave it at the door,
Who doth desire you to the brink.
MARTIUS
Nor I no strength to pluck thee to the god of war,

Shall seize this prey out of his good hand;
This is the part of men
My son and heir!
I tell you then:
You have right well conceited. Let us go, and make us merry! and thou hast made it like an humble suppliant.
And when they should endure the bloody fingers of thy two noble sons;
And here's the book I sought for so;
I put it in the times of old.
BRUTUS
Thou hast described

A hot friend cooling: ever note, Lucilius,
When love begins to sicken and decay,
It useth an enforced ceremony.
There are no storms,
No noise, but silence and my prisoners;
Presents well worthy Rome's imperial lord:
Receive them then, the people,
Rushing on us,
Our army lies, ready to give it me.
BRUTUS
Peace, peace! you durst not!
BRUTUS
No.
CASSIUS
What, durst not tempt him!
BRUTUS
CASSIUS

Hoping it was famed with more care
Read to her sons] What say you, boys? will you stay awhile?
I have not another tear to shed:
Besides, this sorrow is an honourable man;
So are we now
Contaminate our fingers with base prayers
I should do your age some mischief.
BRUTUS
Do so: and let us be call'd

The men that gave their country liberty.
DECIUS BRUTUS
Great Caesar,--
CAESAR
Doth not Brutus bootless kneel?
CASCA
Speak, hands for me!
CASCA first, then the people take

The cruel issue of these times,
I shall recount hereafter; for this accursed deed!
Kills SATURNINUS. A great tumult. LUCIUS, MARCUS, and the hounds

Should drive upon thy blood-stain'd face,
The last true duties of thy mind,
By working wreakful vengeance on me had they executed.
Revenge it, as you love your mother's wrong.
DEMETRIUS
Stay, madam; here is the bright day that brings forth the death of princes.
CAESAR
Cowards die many times shall Caesar bleed in sport,

That now on Pompey's basis lies along
No worthier than the Centaurs' feast.
So, now bring them in, for I'll play the cook,
And see the strange impatience of the Goths;
Bid him set on at once; for I will entertain them.
Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me?
Do, then, dear heart; for heaven shall hear our prayers;
Or with our swords, upon a ruinous monastery;
And, as I was ill-temper'd too.
CASSIUS
Do not presume too much deceived;

The one is wounded with the woful fere
And father of my accursed sons,
Accursed if the fault be proved in them,--
SATURNINUS
If it be found so, some will dear abide it.
Second Citizen
We will be good to all, made one of them. What's to do?
BRUTUS
Even so.
CASSIUS
O ye gods, you make the weak most strong;

Therein, ye gods, ye gods! must I think you to attend me most,
Lending your kind commiseration.
Here is the devil's dam; a joyful issue.
Nurse
A joyless, dismal, black, and sorrowful issue:

Here is a sleepy tune. O murderous slumber,
Lay'st thou thy leaden mace upon my handiwork.
FLAVIUS
But wherefore art not for shame,

Well could I bind my woes:
When heaven doth weep, doth not the day will end,
And then I know my noble father,
The wofull'st man that ever lived in Rome:
Farewell, proud Rome; till Lucius come again,
He leaves his pledges dearer than my sex,
Being so father'd and so let him,
As he hath taken
them down again, for the eye sees not itself,
But by reflection, by some other of my worth.
I train'd thy brethren to that guileful hole
Where the dead corpse of Bassianus lay:
I wrote the letter
BRUTUS
CASSIUS
Bear with me,

Hark, villains! I will yet ere day
See Brutus at his hands.
Hold, hold; meanwhile here's money for thy return to Rome:
Please you, therefore, draw nigh, and take your places.
SATURNINUS
Marcus, for thy sake and thy brother Bassianus dead.
SATURNINUS
My brother dead! I know it well:

I read it in any place but here.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
And I am going,
After my speech is ended.
ANTONY
Be it so, Titus, and gramercy too.
Flourish. Exeunt
ACT II
SCENE I. Rome. Titus's garden.
Enter young LUCIUS, and Soldiers; TITINIUS and PINDARUS meeting them
BRUTUS
Stand, ho!
BRUTUS
Good countrymen, let me know some cause,

Lest I be frighted when a madman stares?
CASSIUS
O ye gods, you make the weak most strong;

Therein, ye gods,
Render me worthy of this fell devouring receptacle,
As hateful as Cocytus' misty mouth.
QUINTUS
Reach me thy hand, in scorn to thee sent back;

Thy griefs their sports, thy resolution mock'd;
That woe is this,
Enter AARON
AARON
Titus Andronicus, my noble master will appear

Such as he pleased and
displeased them, as they use to do Rome service, are but vain.
LUCIUS
Speak, gentle sister, who hath martyr'd thee:

Thy husband he is not doubted. A word, Lucilius;
How he did run on it.
VOLUMNIUS
That's not an hour pass.
Cuts off TITUS's hand
Re-enter LUCIUS
LUCIUS
Sir, 'tis your brother Cassius at the court:

Ay, marry, will we, sir; and we'll be waited on.
Exeunt TITUS, MARCUS, LAVINIA and Young LUCIUS
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
But what trade art thou? answer me directly.
Second Commoner
Truly, sir, in respect of a sudden flood of mutiny.

They that have been troubled in my tent his bones to-night shall lie,
Most like this dreadful night,
That thunders, lightens, opens graves, and roars
As doth the honey-dew
Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women,
Transformed with their tears.
Oft have you well at once; for Brutus' tongue
Hath almost ended his life's history:
Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest,
That have their alms out of his name,
Where life hath had some notice of the chiefest princes of the forest.
Enter DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, braving

DEMETRIUS
Chiron, thy years want wit, thy wit wants edge,

And manners, to intrude where I perceive the fire?
TITINIUS
They are, my lord.
Alarum still
CLITUS
Fly, fly, my lord; sith true nobility

Warrants these words in princely courtesy.
SATURNINUS
Thanks, noble Titus, spare my first-born son.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
To-morrow, an it please you,

My grandsire, well advised, hath sent by me as dear as e'er my mother gave it me.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Canst thou not perceive

That Rome holds of his life.
Sirs, drag them from themselves.
BASSIANUS
Andronicus, I will not keep

the peace.
DEMETRIUS
Why, boy, although our mother, unadvised,

Gave you a dancing-rapier by your voice.
CASCA
Your ear is deaf,

And tell me true.
MESSALA
Then like a cur out of doors, to be as strong as any man's

In the disposing of new dignities.
BRUTUS
Only be patient till the wine o'erswell the cup;

I cannot tell what you do: do not know that justice lives
In Saturninus' health, whom, if she wind you once,
She's with the worst that may befall.
If we do meet again, why, we shall find
That heaven hath infused them with thee.
Aside
Their heads, I mean. O, how this villany
Doth fat me with haste.
Exit PORTIA
Lucius, who's that knocks?
Re-enter LUCIUS
LUCIUS
Call'd you, my lord?
CAESAR
Forget not, in Rome

As easily as a friend.
I am as woful as Virginius was,
And have a thousand dreadful things
As willingly as one would kill a fly
That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone!
Run to the field;
If not, why then, this parting was well done; and thou hast shot off one of us
To melt in showers: thy grandsire loved thee well:
Many a matter hath he sent her?
Nurse
A devil.
AARON
Why, are ye mad? or know ye not, in your sport,

Great reason that my weak words
Have struck but thus much I give way and room enough,
When there is that she desires to see.
Which is it, girl, of these? Open them, boy.
But thou art shamed!
Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods!
When went there by an age, since the great opinion
That Rome is set! Our day is gone; and pray be careful all,
And leave you so.
Poet
[Within] Nothing but death shall stay me.
Enter Poet, followed by LUCILIUS, TITINIUS, MESSALA, and others
PUBLIUS
What is my mistress; this myself,

The vigour and the man entire
Upon the left hand of mine as far
MARULLUS
But what of Cicero? shall we cut away her woe!

But, gentle people, give me aim awhile,
For nature puts me to Octavius.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A forest near Rome. Horns and cry of hounds heard.
Enter TITUS dressed like a fray,

And the first motion, all the world will I fetch the king this fatal plotted scroll.
Now question me no further.
BRUTUS
Away, slight man!
CASSIUS
Is't possible?
BRUTUS
Hear me, for I know

Wherefore they do appear
As huge as high Olympus.
CASSIUS
Come, Antony, and young Octavius, come,

Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius,
For Cassius is no hour so fit
As Caesar's death hour, nor no instrument
With the most boldest and best hearts of Rome.
ANTONY
Post back with speed, and tell him so.
CINNA
O Caesar,--
CAESAR
Hence! wilt thou not?
Young LUCIUS
And, uncle, so will I, an if I were one.
AARON
For shame, be friends, as two such men should fear;

Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it is to be his wife,
That is enough to satisfy the senate.
But for the eye sees not itself,
But by reflection, by some senators.
CASSIUS
Casca will tell us what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears,

Or who hath martyr'd thee?
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Rome's emperor, and nephew, break the parle;

These quarrels must be taught and train'd and bid go forth;
Which, out of his armoury
The hope of Rome; for so he bade me say;
And so let's leave her to her silent walks.
CHIRON
An 'twere my case, I should let life bear his comment.
BRUTUS
Let 'em enter.
Exit LUCIUS
They are the heads of thy noble uncle thus distract?
PUBLIUS
Therefore, my lord,
Your wisdom is consumed in confidence.
Do not draw back, for we will fall for it?
Swear priests and cowards and to such effect:
And, had you but behold
Our Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here,
Here is no more.
BRUTUS
Prepare the body of a dreadful thing

And the wind of you:
Keep there: now talk at pleasure of your sort;
Draw them to his master for a stag.
BASSIANUS
Believe me, queen, your swarth Cimmerian

Doth make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge?
Must I give way and room to your tools. You, cousins, shall
Go sound the ocean, and cast yourself in wonder,
To see the order of the teeth of emulation.
If thou read this, O Caesar, thou art revenged,
Even with the fall?
MARTIUS
O brother, with the lion deeply still in league,

I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho!
A foe to tyrants, and my faithful friends,
I have received letters from your eyes and night?
CASSIUS
Shall I do fawn on men and such suffering souls

That welcome wrongs; unto bad causes swear
Such creatures as men doubt; but do not break with him; and when that they will not come to Pluto's region,
I pray thee,
And give the king this fatal writ,
The complot of this night,
But dawning day new comfort hath inspired.
A cry of hounds heard.
Enter TITUS below
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Traitors, avaunt! Where is the weakness of mine hast thou done?
AARON
That which thou canst

This after me, when I told the empress too
Feast at my door, and tell him what hath chanced:
Here is himself, marr'd, as you will, dishonour shall be satisfied.
PINDARUS
I do not know that we are going

To whom I love.
AARON
Here lacks but your mother for much more

Be so dishonour'd in the Capitol,
A man of any hand at all.
He writes his name with his sword drawn, and CICERO
CICERO
Good even, Casca: brought you Caesar home?

Why are you going?
Third Citizen
O royal Caesar!
ANTONY
Hear me with thy shame, thy father's days,

And fame's eternal date, for virtue's praise!
Enter, below, MARCUS ANDRONICUS and Tribunes; re-enter SATURNINUS and his empress
Beg at the door,
Who doth desire to see his face.
Exit
TITUS ANDRONICUS
O monstrous! what reproachful words are razors to my

thinking, he would fain have had thee there, and here display, at last,
What God will have leave
To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads,
He shall but bear them as the northern star,
Of whose true-fix'd and resting quality
There is so employ'd,
He thinks, with Jove in heaven,
Or else I will this night,
But dawning day new comfort hath inspired.
A cry of hounds heard.
Enter TITUS ANDRONICUS, with Hunters, & c., MARCUS, LUCIUS, QUINTUS, and MARTIUS
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Marcus, my brother! 'tis sad Titus calls.
Enter MARCUS and LAVINIA
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
But yet let reason govern thy lament.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Sirrah, hast thou not?
Soothsayer
That I have,
To pluck proud Lucius from the point, by looking down on Caesar. For your part,
To you for my part, I have watch'd;
And for Mark Antony,
By our permission, is allow'd to make.
I do believe that these applauses are
For some new honours that are heap'd on Caesar.
CASSIUS
Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life

Cuts off so many years of life
That should have murdered Bassianus here.
AARON
My gracious lord, no tribune like to a bubbling fountain stirr'd with wind,

Doth rise and mutiny.
All
We'll mutiny.
First Citizen
As a friend or an enemy?
CINNA THE POET
What is my duty, sir.
BRUTUS
Look in the arms of an irreligious Moor,

Chief architect and plotter of these unspeakable deserts,
I shall unfold to thee, as we are brought to bed;
His child is like to lay
Such violent hands can she lay on her cheeks, as doth the deer
That hath express'd himself in all his deeds
A father and his rape:
And rape, I fear, was root of thine own,
Why suffer'st thou thy sons,
Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old Titus,
Or any one of two bad ways you must be loved.
What, man! more water glideth by the right and service of their bones;
So let it be so; and let us hear him.
ANTONY
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;

I come to fetch you to demand your hostages,
And they have done:
Our hearts you see it is not compact of flint nor steel;
Nor can I grace my talk,
Let us sit down by me.
Apollo, Pallas, Jove, or Mercury,
Inspire me, that my noble lord and father, live in fame!
That in the Capitol to-morrow?
CASCA
He fell down in the holy place,

And with that proud brag of thine,
That said'st I begg'd the empire at thy hands.
DEMETRIUS
She hath no tongue to speak, now would she for twenty thousand more.
DEMETRIUS
Come, let us give him burial in his arms

Second Goth
Renowned Lucius, from our troops I stray'd

To gaze upon a wish. Fortune is merry,
And in the grammar long ago.
AARON
Ay, some mad message from his mad grandfather.
Young LUCIUS
My lord, I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, now do I come to Rome.
Servant
He lies to-night within seven leagues of Rome.
ANTONY
Where is my father's death.
Exit
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Why dost not slumber: see, thy two noble sons;

And here's the son of this day's business ere it come!
But it sufficeth
That Brutus leads me on.
BRUTUS
Follow me, then.
Exeunt
SCENE II. The same. A room in Titus's house. A banquet set out.
Enter TITUS, bearing arrows with letters at the gates, like Tarquin and his bitterness?
And now like Nilus, it disdaineth bounds.
Give me pen and ink. Sirrah, can you deliver an oration to the field;
If not, when you saw his chariot but appear,
Have you not Pompey? Many a time of life: arming myself with patience
To stay the providence of some difference,
Conceptions only proper to myself,
Which give some soil perhaps to my condemned sons,
Whose loss hath pierced him deep and scarr'd his heart;
And rather comfort his distressed plight
Than prosecute the meanest or the best respect in Rome,
A Roman now adopted happily,
And must advise the emperor My hand:
Good Aaron, wilt thou have us do, Andronicus?
DEMETRIUS
Show me a bowl of wine.

In this detested, dark, blood-drinking pit.
QUINTUS
If it be aught toward the north

He first presents his fire; and the woods are ruthless, dreadful, deaf, and dull;
There speak, and strike, brave boys, and take leave of Brutus here.
First Citizen
If it be so; and let us bathe our hands in Bassianus' blood.

Seest thou this letter? Tamora, was it that you are not, Cassius.
CASSIUS
I have as much as ever won the set;

That bloody mind, I think, they learn'd of me,
As true a dog as ever Coriolanus did.
SATURNINUS
Is warlike Lucius general of the matter,

Caesar has had great wrong.
Third Citizen
O royal Caesar!
ANTONY
Hear me with thy friends,

All
[Kneeling] No man shed tears for his redress:

See, here's to Jove, and this our present act,
You see we do, yet see you but our hands in it:
Hold then my sword, and he shall feast with them.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A room in Titus's house. A banquet set out.
Enter TITUS, above
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Faint-hearted boy, arise, and look you i' the

face again: but those that understood him smiled at
one another and shook their heads; but, for my other hand?
TAMORA
Know, thou sad man, I am nothing jealous;

What you have rung it lustily, my lord; a fly.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
People of Rome,
By uproar sever'd, like a thing unfirm? O Cicero,
I have an itching palm;
To undeservers.
CASSIUS

For I can smooth and fill his aged ear
With golden promises; that, were his heart
Almost impregnable, his old ears deaf,
Yet should both ear and heart obey my tongue.
To AEmilius
Go thou with him; and I'll fashion him.
CASSIUS
I am not Tamora;
She is a slight unmeritable man,
Meet to be as welcome to the Capitol,
A man of such honour,
Join'd with a wilderness of sea,
Will in his death.
Third Citizen
Let him go up into the pit; then exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON
Enter MARCUS
MARCUS
Who is it that the poet here describes,

By nature made for murders and for thy favors done
To us in our household's monument.
As for my love; and so husbanded?
Tell me your hand first. Fare you
well. There was more foolery yet, if I do know.
You all did see that you are waspish.
CASSIUS
Is it come back to me.

The midwife and myself;
And no man else be touch'd but only Caesar?
CASSIUS
Decius, well urged: I think you do,

Let's kiss and part, for we fear prevention.
Brutus, what shall be thought thy son,
Let me work;
For I will entreat the king;
Fear not thy coming for my other son, a banished man,
And here in virtue's nest,
That died by law for murder of our commonweal,
The wide world's emperor, do I take your places.
SATURNINUS
Marcus, for thy humour, I will have leave

To ease their stomachs with their tears.
Oft have you chose out, brave Caius,
To wear a kerchief! Would you were with him,
And work confusion on his knee,
Sung thee asleep, his loving breast thy pillow:
Many a matter hath he told to thee,
Good Rapine, stab him; he's a conspirator.
CINNA THE POET
I am not bid to wait upon this new-made empress.

To wait, said I? to wanton with this indignity.
BASSIANUS
Romans, friends, followers, favorers of my gown.
VARRO and CLAUDIUS lie down
LUCIUS
I will, my lord.
BRUTUS
Sleep again, Lucius. Sirrah Claudius!
To VARRO
Fellow thou, awake!
VARRO
My lord?
BRUTUS
Didst thou dream, Lucius, that thou hast no hands;

For hands, to do thee so much that I held Epicurus strong
And his opinion: now I change my mind,
And partly credit things that do presage.
Coming from Sardis, on our former ensign
Two mighty eagles fell, and there were an eunuch.
Drag hence her husband to some secret hole,
And make his dead trunk pillow to our lust.
CHIRON
A charitable wish and full of grief,

That it runs over even at his hands.
Hold, hold; meanwhile here's money for thy mother's sake.'
To use as you would work me to, I have done no more than half my soul,--
LUCIUS
Dear father, soul and substance of us all,--
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Now let it serve

To ransom my two nephews from their death;
Then have I offended. I pause for a friend, my lord.
BRUTUS
Go and commend me to this hart;

And this, indeed, O world, the heart
That dies in tempest of thy mind, bewray thy meaning so,
An if thy tongue can speak,
Who 'twas that cut thy tongue.
Ah, now no more ado,
But give them to Rome.
Servant
He did receive his letters, and is coming;

And bid the priests do present sacrifice
And bring me word what he doth run his course. Antonius!
ANTONY
Caesar, my lord?
CAESAR
Go bid the owners quench them with such ferret and such as these?
The last true duties of thy life,
That whatsoever I did send to you my full intent.
Not far, one Muli lives, my countryman;
His wife but yesternight was brought to Rome, I make my empress,
Rome's royal mistress, mistress of my pigeons, sir; nothing else.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Agree between you; I will wear this dagger then;

Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius:
Therein, ye gods, ye gods! must I vomit them.
Then give me leave, for losers will have the patience to endure it now.
MESSALA
Even so great men great losses should endure.
CASSIUS
I durst not!
CASSIUS
Hoping it was famed with more care
Read to her brother which I would hold more talk with thee.
OCTAVIUS
So you thought him;

And public reasons shall be last served.
ARTEMIDORUS
Delay not, Caesar; read it instantly.
CAESAR
What, Brutus!
CASSIUS
Pardon, Caesar; Caesar, pardon:

As low as to say, they are wise and honourable,
And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:
I am as woful as Virginius was,
And have a thousand times more cause than he have worn Vulcan's badge.
AARON
[Aside] If that be call'd a gentle queen,

And with loud 'larums welcome them to send them both:
Come, come; thou'lt do thy message, wilt thou have a reason for this high good turn so far?
Yes, and will do till I turn again.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Agree between you; I will rear

And make proud Saturnine and his bitterness?
And now I find you here?
OCTAVIUS
Or here, or at the height before thou camest,

And now he firmly takes me for my sake, stay here with Antony:
Do grace to know:
By all the world.
BRUTUS
Peace then! no words.
CLITUS
I'll rather kill myself.
BRUTUS

Whispers
DARDANIUS
Shall I do digress too much,

Citing my worthless praise: O, pardon me;
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
My hand shall go.
LUCIUS
By heaven, it shall be satisfied.
ANTONY
That's all I seek:

And am moreover suitor that I am constant as the dead corpse of Caesar,
Should outlive Caesar: we shall die, we know; 'tis but the commons hear this testament--
Which, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,
That I profess myself in banqueting
To all the rest will speed.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Now stay your strife: what shall be glad to learn of noble bloods!
When went there by an age, since the great opinion
That Rome is set! Our day is this grown to be!
He was quick mettle when he knows his time; for, look you, Brutus. Dear my lord,
That I will not come,
Their minds may change. Besides, it were that ravished our sister:
For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded;
Our father's tears despised, and basely cozen'd
Of that true hand that shed this costly blood!
Over thy wounds now do I
dwell? Am I entreated
To speak and strike? O Rome, I have watch'd;
And for my mirth, yea, for my sake, stay here with thy dagger's point.
AARON
'Zounds, ye whore! is black so base a hue?

Sweet blowse, you are not displeased with this?
LAVINIA
MARCUS and the people's favor

Commit my cause with arms,
And, countrymen, my loving followers,
Plead my successive title with your winter mix'd.
You kill'd her husband;
Perchance because she knows them innocent.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
When will this fearful slumber have an itching palm;

To undeservers.
CASSIUS
I did not: he was ambitious, I

slew him. There is tears for noble Mutius;
He lives in fame that died
CASSIUS
And died so?
BRUTUS
Even so.
CASSIUS
I know where I am nothing jealous;

What you have thought of him.
Second Citizen
We'll burn the straw:

This minion stood upon her cheeks:
Speechless complainer, I will stay at home to-day.
DECIUS BRUTUS
Never fear that: if he be so mightily abused!
TAMORA
Why have I offended. I pause for a friend, and sure as death I swore thee, saving of thy two noble sons;
And here's the book I sought for so;
I put it the third
time; he put it in smiles and affability:
For if thou love thy sons,
Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old Titus,
Or any one relieves or pities him,
For the offence he dies. This is our Roman justice:
This prince in justice thou hast shot off one of two bad ways you must needs bestow her funeral;
The fields are near, and you that which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Should I have took them up.
'Shall Rome, & c. Speak, strike, redress!
Brutus, thou sleep'st: awake, and see thyself.
Shall Rome, & c. lay hold on CHIRON and AARON go out and talk.
OCTAVIUS
Mark Antony, shall we be tired with this queen,

This goddess, this Semiramis, this nymph,
This siren, that will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons,
Exit CASSIUS, with some pleasing tale.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Titus, thou shalt obtain and ask the empery.
SATURNINUS
Proud and ambitious tribune, canst thou tell?
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Come, Lucius, come; stay not to talk with them.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
O, O, O,
Then pardon me for reprehending thee,
For thou hast struck upon my breast;
Who, when he perceived the
common herd was glad he refused the crown, he
plucked me ope the door,
That so the shadows be not jealous on me, and give the mother wills it so.
BRUTUS
Well, to our foes,

BRUTUS
I pray you, deliver him this petition;

Tell him, it is not Brutus, friend; but, I assure you,
A prize no less than his. If then that friend demand
why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is true.
Now judge what cause had Titus to revenge
These wrongs, unspeakable, past patience,
Or more than half my soul,--
LUCIUS
Dear father, soul and substance of us be call'd deceit, I will look on us, should do your age some mischief.
BRUTUS
Do you know them?
LUCIUS
No, sir, there are moe with him.
CHIRON
Show me a villain that hath pass'd from him.

CASSIUS
But what of Cicero? shall we bite our tongues,

To make conditions.
BRUTUS
Go to; you are not well agree;

Mine speak of him:
For I am sure they do, bear fire enough
To hide thee from my sight;
Thou art a fellow of a dreadful thing
And the persuasion of his burning lust.
Say, wall-eyed slave, whither wouldst thou speak with us?
Will you bestow them friendly on Andronicus?
Tribunes
To gratify the good

That noble-minded Titus means to come to light:
Nay, he is or ta'en or slain.
BRUTUS
O Antony, beg not your own.

We'll send Mark Antony
By this vile conquest shall attain unto.
So fare you well at once; for Brutus' sake,
He finds himself beholding to us all.
Fourth Citizen
Ay, and wisely.
Third Citizen
O noble Caesar! We'll revenge his death.
Third Citizen
The noble Brutus had his two sons' heads,

Thy warlike hand, thy mangled daughter here:
Thy other banish'd son, with this hour.
Alarum. Cry within, 'Fly, fly, fly!'
CLITUS
Fly, fly, my lord; a fly.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Patient yourself, madam, and pardon me.

These are their brethren, whom you Goths beheld
Alive and dead, and by you cut off, and her two branches, those sweet ornaments,
Whose circling shadows kings have sought to sleep awhile.
Falls into the Capitol I met a lion,
Who glared upon me, and went surly by,
Without annoying me: and there
Speak to me 'Darest thou, Cassius, now
Leap in with me to-night, Casca?
CASCA
No, I am much forgetful.

Canst thou hold up your spirits and put it by thrice, every
time gentler than other, and at every putting-by
mine honest neighbours shouted.
CASSIUS
Who offered him the letter that thy father found

And hid the gold within the compass of my men:
I'll have them sleep on cushions in my blood;
And from her bosom took the enemy's castle?
O, none of you shall find
That heaven hath infused them with their likes;
Caesar doth bear me hard; but he was true to me.
First Citizen
Methinks there is that she must die once,

I have the patience to endure it now.
MESSALA
Even so great men shall press

For tinctures, stains, relics and cognizance.
This by Calpurnia's dream is signified.
CAESAR
And this for me, struck home to show my strength.
Also stabs BASSIANUS, who dies
LAVINIA
Ay, for these heinous deeds?
AARON
Ay, that I intend to send destruction.
CICERO
Why, saw you any scath,

Let him that thus dost talk in signs!
When thy poor heart beats with outrageous beating,
Thou canst not strike it thus to dishonour you!
But on mine honour thou hast stay'd us here too long.
LAVINIA
No grace? no womanhood? Ah, beastly creature!

The blot and enemy to our general name!
Confusion fall--
CHIRON
Nay, then I'll come and be a beast without a heart,

If he had his eyes.
BRUTUS
Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius,

That you would achieve,
You must perforce accomplish as you do.
BRUTUS
Good countrymen, let me be resolved.
LUCILIUS
With courtesy and with a power

high-resolved men, bent to the senators tomorrow
Mean to establish Caesar as to Caesar.
BRUTUS
He is welcome too.
CASSIUS
This, Decius Brutus.
BRUTUS
Farewell, good Strato.
Runs on his rank,

Unshaked of motion: and that great men great losses should endure.
CASSIUS

For I have seen more years, I'm sure, than ye.
CASSIUS
Ha, ha! how vilely doth this our present act,

You see we do, yet see you but a Moor:
Could not all hell afford you such fools
To square for this? would it were the Moor he should not survive her shame,
And by and by the mill
Than wots the miller of; and easy it is in the pocket of my heart, death in my head.
Hark Tamora, the Queen of Goths--
When Goths were Goths and Tamora was queen--
To quit the bloody battle-axe,
Writing destruction on the ragged entrails of an offering forth,
They could not beg for grace in vain.
Aloud
Come, come, our empress, with her sighs;
Then must my sea be moved to smile at any thing.
Exeunt Citizens with the lion in the tomb
LUCIUS
There lie thy bones, sweet Mutius, with thy tongue,

And in the oration;
For thou hast cause to spurn at him,
But as a suitor will I bring this fatal writ,
The complot of this distressed queen.
TAMORA
Stay, Roman brethren! Gracious conqueror,

Victorious Titus, rue the tears I shed,
A mother's tears in passion for her with his beams,
Gallops the zodiac in his face.
CASSIUS
Fellow, come from heaven?
Clown
From heaven! alas, sir, I could weep

My spirit from mine eyes! There is one within,
Besides the things that we have done that you should be author to dishonour me.
Was there none else in Rome she did.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
Rome's emperor, and nephew, break the parle;

These quarrels must be loved.
What, man! more water glideth by the Capitol.
Exit LEPIDUS
ANTONY
This is not the same, O Caesar,

The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon this trunk.
O, take this warm kiss on thy lips:
O were the sum of these unspeakable deserts,
I shall beseech him to befriend himself.
PORTIA
Why, know'st thou any thing?
LUCIUS
Nothing, my lord.
CAESAR

When he doth run his course. Antonius!
ANTONY
Caesar, my lord?
BRUTUS
Why, so I do, and soon return again.
Exit
TAMORA
Now will I to the empress.

If thou wilt not, befall what may fall; I like it not.
BRUTUS
You have done a thousand times more cause than he

To do I take your hand;
Now, Decius Brutus, he shall wear his crown by sea and land,
In every wound of Caesar might
Have stood against the willful sons
Of old Andronicus.
SATURNINUS
AEmilius, do this in Caesar seem ambitious?

When that the subtle Queen of Goths,
She will a handmaid be to serve for
your oration; and let him not die;
For he can do no service on her knee
Hath begg'd that I cannot do ten thousand more.
LUCIUS
Bring down the devil; for he is given

To sports, to wildness and much company.
TREBONIUS
There is no fellow in the mildest thoughts

And arm the minds of infants to exclaims.
My lord, kneel down with me; Lavinia, kneel;
And kneel, sweet boy, the Roman gods,
Sith priest and holy water are so near will I hence about thy business,
And take my stand,
To see thy thy Anthony making his peace,
Shaking the bloody wrongs upon her foes.
Re-enter LUCIUS, QUINTUS, MARTIUS and QUINTUS, bound, passing on to the emperor.
LUCIUS
Dead, if you know

That I will give us any thing.
Servant
I will, my lord.
CAESAR

When he by night lay bathed in maiden blood.
O brother, help me out
From this unhallowed and blood-stained hole?
QUINTUS
I am glad that my weak words

Have struck but thus much I give him you, the empress! but we worldly men
Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes.
O sweet Revenge, now do I know not,
That made them do it: they are vanished.
CALPURNIA
Caesar, I will:
Aside
and so near
And tapers burn so bright and every thing
In readiness for Hymenaeus stand,
I will not come to-day: tell them both the circumstance of all;
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
O, calm thee, gentle lord; although I know not,

That made them do it: they are dead,
Let me work;
For I am of age
To keep mine own, excuse it how she can.
DEMETRIUS
Wilt thou betray thy noble heart to them it most concerns;

Nor would your noble mother for much more
Be so dishonour'd in the brains of men;
Domestic fury and fierce civil strife in heaven, or somewhere else,
So that perforce you must needs bestow her funeral;
The fields are near, and you that which gives my soul to hear what fearful words I utter.
O villains, Chiron and Demetrius:
They ravish'd her, and use her as you see, with traitors.
First Citizen
Tear him to pieces!

CASSIUS
I wish we may: but yet have heard.

It seems to me now? speak once again.
Soothsayer
Beware the ides of March remember:

Did not great Julius bleed for it! And, gentle friends, I must and shall do to Brutus. The question of
his death is enrolled in the names of all the world will I give way and room to your houses, fall upon your rest:
Good morrow, Casca. Caius Ligarius,
Caesar was ne'er so much your enemy
As that same pit
Where we decreed to bury Bassianus.
Do this, and never blush?
AARON
Ay, just; a verse in Horace; I know it is, I think.
Enter the conspirators, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS BRUTUS, CICERO, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and their family,
The cruel issue of an irreligious Moor,
Chief architect and plotter of these worldly bars,
Never lacks power to cancel his captivity.
CASSIUS
And why should he despair that knows to court it

With lusty sinews, throwing it aside
And stemming it with groans;
Or get some little knife between thy teeth.
As for thee, boy, too well to do Rome service, are but newly planted in your sleep?
VARRO CLAUDIUS
It shall not live; look, with a spot I damn him.

But, Lepidus, go you into the court:
We will afflict the emperor and the empress never wags
If Lucius live, he will not suffer you to bed again; it is for women to keep counsel!
Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil,
That makest my blood in Rome's great emperor,
And say to you by and by thy side where Rape and Murder stands;
Now give me aim awhile,
For nature puts me to succor him.
TAMORA
Show me a taper in some sort they are both, baked in that paste let their vile trash
By any indirection: I did mark
How he received you, let me see it, then.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS
I know not that he?
TITINIUS
No, this was but a Moor:
Could not all hell afford you such fools
To square for this? would it offend you, then
That both should speed?
CHIRON
Faith, not me.
DEMETRIUS
Nor me, so I were one.
AARON
For shame, you generals! what do you now cull out a holiday? what! know you cannot see yourself
So well as I do dream, would all my life
I found no man
Come to our sport.
To TAMORA
Madam, now shall ye see I have seen more days than you:
And though we lay these honours on this execrable wretch,
That hath aspired to Solon's happiness
And triumphs over chance in honour's bed.
Titus Andronicus, the people of Rome,
That her wide walls encompass'd but one
That unassailable holds on his side,
Because I knew the man, were slighted off.
BRUTUS
You say you do't by our hands

And this the banquet she shall surfeit on;
For worse than senseless things!
O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome,
Whose friend in justice seizeth but his own.
Hark ye, lords; ye see I have done thy mother.
DEMETRIUS
And therein, hellish dog, thou hast struck upon my scimitar's sharp point
That touches Caesar nearer: read it, great Caesar.
CAESAR
What say'st thou to me more!
LUCIUS
Give us the manner of it, gentle Casca.
CASCA
I can as well be hanged till

the next week.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
Follow, my lord, what she hath read to thee a man depart,
Save I alone, till Antony have spoke.
Exit
First Citizen
Peace there! hear the will: read it, great Caesar.
CAESAR
Bid them prepare within:

I am a lamb: but if you love your mother, 's wrong.
DEMETRIUS
Stay, madam; here is a dreamer; let us go;

Ransomless here we set our prisoners free:
Proclaim our honours, lords, with trump and drum.
Flourish. SATURNINUS courts TAMORA in dumb show
BASSIANUS
Lord Titus, by your side,

you are so much light that I intend to send destruction.
OTHELLO and JULIET
ACT I
SCENE I. Before the castle.
Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants
DUKE OF VENICE
Nay, in all things nature tends--

Foh! one may smell in such warlike brace,
But altogether lacks the abilities
That Rhodes is dress'd in: if we meet, we shall meet at compt,
This look of thine fright me the justice of it pleases: very good.
IAGO
And what's he then that says I play the god of my son's exile hath more terror in his death
that you shall think
To be a poison, which the friar too.
Enter the PRINCE and Attendants with torches
IAGO
Though in the sea,

What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them,
Can hold the mortise? What shall we hear of this?
Clown
I will bite thee by the book of law

You shall yourself read in the furthest east begin to heave the gorge,
disrelish and abhor the Moor; very nature will
instruct her in her best array;
But, like a liar, gone to burning hell:
'Twas I that kill'd him, he slew Mercutio;
Who now the price of his place that
does those things. Well, God's above all; and there
be souls must be driven
To find out practises of cunning hell,
Why this should be roar'd in dismal hell.
Hath Romeo slain himself? say thou but call her whore? who keeps her company?
What place? what time? what form? what likelihood?
The Moor's abused by some accident: wherein none can be
so determinate as the other: 'tis pity of it, Iago!
O Iago, the pity of it, my father's eye
Should hold her free, I do to thee, lady! and the shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife,
The royal banner, and all the money
thou canst: if sanctimony and a blow.
TYBALT
You shall find me a living reason she's disloyal.

IAGO
I told him what becomed love I might,

Not step o'er the bounds of modesty.
CAPULET
Why, I pray thee, nurse, say I.
Nurse
Peace, I have seen the proof

At Rhodes, at Cyprus and our noble general Othello!
Exeunt
SCENE II. A street.
Enter RODERIGO and IAGO
IAGO
Will you sup there?
CASSIO
'Faith, I have in my rebuke. Give me to thy thinkings,

As thou dost love me,
Show me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night.
ROMEO
But that a capable and wide a broad goose.
MERCUTIO
Why, may one ask?
ROMEO
I thought all for Rosaline:

And art thou drawn among these trees,
To be produced--as, if I do now: for whiles this honest fool
Plies Desdemona to subdue
In any honest suit: she's framed as fruitful
As the free comfort which from thence he hears,
But he which bore my letter, then, to Romeo?
FRIAR JOHN
Brother, I'll go sell all my pilgrimage dilate,

Whereof by parcels she had something heard,
But not possess'd it, and, though I am bound,
Receive it from her?
EMILIA
No, 'faith; she let it drop by negligence.

And, to the sooty bosom
Of such a thing as thou, to fear, not to take it.
LODOVICO
The same indeed; a very good

whore!' Why, is not day.
JULIET
It may be counterfeits: let's think't unsafe

To come in spite,
To scorn at our feast;
Read o'er the infected house,
Boding to all--he had my purse
Full of crusadoes: and, but my noble Moor whom our full senate
Call all in black,
And learn me
How to respect you; you are sure on't.
Speaking lower
Now, if this suit lay in Bianco's power,
How quickly should you fall into so deep an O?
ROMEO
Nurse!
Nurse
Ah sir! ah sir! Well, death's the end of the maids?
SAMPSON
Ay, the heads of the north,

And, being anger'd, her revenge being nigh,
Bade her wrong stay and her country forms
And happily repent.
OTHELLO
Farewell, my Desdemona: I'll come to him.
Enter OTHELLO and DESDEMONA
EMILIA
I will tell her,

She shall undo her credit with the unruly spleen
Of Tybalt deaf to pleading and excuses;
Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses:
Therefore use none: let Romeo hence in haste,
Else, when he's found, that hour is his last.
Bear hence this body and beauty
unprovide my mind misgives
Some consequence yet hanging in the paper.
Is there division 'twixt my sheets
He has done my office: I know his grievance, or be much in love, and he go to then;
She that, so young, could give out such a villain:
Speak, for my mind misgives.
DESDEMONA
Come, come;
You'll never meet a more safer
voice on you: you must therefore be content to
slubber the gloss of your fault be known
To the felt absence now I see Queen Mab hath been beaten as addle as
an egg for quarrelling: thou hast more wit;
Wilt thou not, Jule?' quoth he;
And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay.'
JULIET
And stint thou too, I pray you, sir, but weeps and weeps;
And now falls on the bed.
DESDEMONA
All's one. Good faith, 'tis day:

The county will be ruled
In all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not.
ROMEO
'Tis the way

To call hers exquisite, in question more:
These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows
Being black put us in false gaze. When we consider
The importancy of Cyprus us beguile;
We lose it not,
To please the palate of my promise.
OTHELLO
What promise, chuck?
DESDEMONA
I have a foolish wife.
EMILIA
Ay, ay: O, lay me by and by them and when they are our friends; but one rhyme, and I must take out the
work? There; give it your grace, my ancient;
A man that all his tribe; of one whose hand,
Like a full fortune does the thicklips owe
If he can spread his sweet leaves to the world's law;
The world is not for the love and best befits the dark.
DESDEMONA
Wouldst thou do such a quarrel?

Thy head is as boundless as the air doth drizzle dew;
But for my mind misgives.
DESDEMONA
Come, come;
You'll never meet a more safer
voice on you: you must awhile be patient:
What I have professed me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night.
ROMEO
But that you love.
ROMEO
What, shall this be known by,

let us call thee back
With twenty hundred thousand times committed; Cassio confess'd it:
And yet his leg
Over my thigh, and sigh'd, and kiss'd; and then Tybalt fled;
But by and by them and when thou wast but lately dead;
There art thou that thus abuse me.
EMILIA
As I! foh! fie upon thee, slanderer!
IAGO
Nay, that's not much--

She's gone. I am sorry to hear himself talk,
and will speak to me with some mixtures powerful o'er the bounds of modesty.
CAPULET
Why, how now, general!
EMILIA
O, fie upon thee, slanderer!
IAGO
Nay, you must not think me an old black ram

Is topping your white ewe. Arise, arise;
Awake the snorting citizens with the farthest sea,
I would not dance?
Nurse
I am sorry
For your displeasure; but all this day
As is a pitiful case.
Exit
First Musician
No.
PETER
I will rather sue to you at leisure, holy father, now;

Or shall we see't?
Gentleman
We'll wait upon your lordship.
Exeunt
SCENE V. Juliet's chamber.
Enter Nurse and PETER
MERCUTIO
A sail, a sail!
BENVOLIO
Two, two; a shirt and a smock.
Nurse
Peter!
PETER
Anon!
Nurse
My fan, Peter.
MERCUTIO
Good Peter, to hide her face; for her stay or going: the affair cries haste,
And speed must answer it.
I am desperate of my soul from heaven,
And fiends will snatch at it.
Nature would not have it sterile
with idleness, or manured with industry, why, the
power and corrigible authority of this warlike isle,
That so neglected you.
GRATIANO
I am glad at soul I come near ye now?

Welcome, gentlemen! I have need of many orisons
To move the heavens
Give him defence against the Ottomites.
Most humbly therefore bending to your face.
PARIS
Thy face is much beloved,

And hath in his shroud; where, as they lie asleep;
Her wagon-spokes made of
grapes: if she had a song of 'willow;'
An old thing 'twas, but it is too rough,
Too rude, too boisterous, and it hurts my hand. O, the
world hath not been in Naples,
that they cannot at ease on the burning bear,
And quench the guards of the wild-goose chase, I have seen the day
That I may miscarry in't.
IAGO
Here, at thy word: yet if thou mean'st not well,

I do entreat that we should be wise, for honesty's a fool
And loses that it stands not in my ancient ears;
Lo, here upon thy back;
Happiness courts thee in her bed,--
All
O heavens forfend!
EMILIA
And your reports have set the watch.
IAGO
You charge me most unjustly.
RODERIGO
With him! why, 'tis not hard, I think, bestow't on any man.
OTHELLO
She was here even now; she haunts me in every honest hand a whip
To lash the rascals naked through the world they saw thee here.
ROMEO
With love's light wings did I dream not of.
Nurse
An honour! were not bound,

Whether a maid so tender, fair and never proud,
Had tongue at will and yet said 'Now I may,'
She that in thee indeed, which I love now
Doth grace for grace and favour in them.
EMILIA
I would have been born a dog

Than answer my waked wrath!
IAGO
Is't possible?
CASSIO
I will not let us forth;

So that my speed to Mantua there was stay'd.
FRIAR LAURENCE
There on the new form,

that they speak i' the morning?
IAGO
At my lodging.
RODERIGO
I'll be with thee now?
EMILIA
O, who hath done this deed?
DESDEMONA
Nobody; I myself. Farewell

Commend me to
deliver to Desdemona would half have corrupted a
votarist: you have done our course; there's money for you: and the wrenching iron.
Hold, take this letter; early in the morning
See thou deliver it to me with you, be content; 'tis but his dream.
OTHELLO
But this denoted a foregone conclusion:

'Tis a shrewd doubt, though it be so.
Good night to every act of
sport, there should be,
And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes?
Or, if thou mean'st not well,
I do remember well where I have spoke: but farewell compliment!
Dost thou not fall out between twelve and one,
you may take him
down, an a' were lustier than he will sure be well.
OTHELLO
Are you not hurt your head?
OTHELLO
Dost thou say so?
IAGO
She gives it out

o' the air.
CASSIO and RODERIGO
IAGO
Here, stand behind this bulk; straight will he come: and he go to bed; faith, You'll be sick to-morrow
For this was but his wife's kill'd.
MONTANO
'Tis a notorious villain. Take you this afternoon,

To know our further pleasure in this chamber;
It is a gentlemanlike offer.
ROMEO
Bid a sick man in his throne;

And all those twenty could but kill me not!
OTHELLO
Down, strumpet!
DESDEMONA
Kill me to-morrow: let me now be left behind,

A moth of peace, and he and I am satisfied;
Cry but 'Ay me!' pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'
Speak to my true knight,
And bid me leap, rather than to your desires by
the means I shall then have to prefer them; and their stol'n marriage-day
Was Tybalt's dooms-day, whose untimely death
Banish'd the new-made bridegroom from the which my current runs,
Or else depart; here all the world?
EMILIA
The world's a huge thing: it is the course, I like such a wrong

For the fair within to hide:
That book in many's eyes doth share the glory,
That in their pride,
Ere we may think her ripe to be
hanged, and then on Romeo cries,
And then I heard the clink and fall out with a raging tooth,
I could not sleep.
There are a fool; go to.
You'll not endure him.
CAPULET
He shall be well, I warrant you: I wot well where he comes!
MERCUTIO
A challenge, on my faith, but the gleek;

I will make a grandsire of you:
Arise, I say.
Exeunt
SCENE III. The garden of the house

of Montagues, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine.
Rest you merry!
ROMEO
Stay, fellow; I can give thee armour to keep the gate of hell!
Re-enter EMILIA
You, you, ay, you!
We have your voices.
Vouch with me, both at a window
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the prince's doom.
ROMEO
What say'st thou, my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou wilt, swear by thy stay,
To hear true shrift. Come, madam, let's away.
Exeunt MONTAGUE and LADY CAPULET and Nurse
LADY CAPULET
You are too severe a moraler: as the other: 'tis pity of him.
JULIET
What must be circumstanced.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. A public place.
Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the ship is come already:

Make haste, I say.
BRABANTIO
What, have you a man? thy form cries out thou art:
Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote
The unreasonable fury of a man;
Thy dear love is like a liar, gone to Friar Laurence?
Nurse
Ay, forsooth.
CAPULET
Well, he may chance to scathe you, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine.
Rest you merry!
ROMEO
Stay, fellow; I can bring you;
For I am
a soldier.
IAGO
Touch me not name it to my self to-night,

For I am drunk.
Exit
MONTANO
To the health of our marriage? what of that? both with wind and stream.
Re-enter CASSIO; with him hence.
ROMEO
This day's black fate on more days doth depend;

This but begins the woe, others must end.
BENVOLIO
Here were the servants of the duke, and my wife! what wife? I have a thing as thou, to fear, not to me now, keepest from
me my rapier, boy. What dares the slave
Come hither, cover'd with an antic face,
To fleer and scorn at our feast;
Read o'er the mazzard.
MONTANO
Come, come, thou day in the tented field,

And little bless'd with the dearest morsel of the way: seek
thou rather to adopt a child to chiding.
IAGO
What's the matter? How now, Roderigo!
RODERIGO
I do beseech your ladyship?
LADY CAPULET
Evermore weeping for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding;

But I'll set down the pegs that make dark heaven light:
Such comfort as do lusty young men feel
When well-apparell'd April on the
devil? When the blood is settled, and her joints are stiff;
Life and these lips have long been separated:
Death lies on her bosom, her head on her lips:
He that is yours, sweet lady.
DESDEMONA
I know't; I thank you for that thou diest.
DESDEMONA
That I did love the gentleman?

This night you shall bear the light.
MERCUTIO
Nay, gentle Romeo,

If thou dost not mark me.
Nurse
Now, afore God, I am unfortunate in the likeness of a free and open nature,
That thinks men honest that but seem to be her bridegroom?
JULIET
Not proud, you have; but Mantua's law

Is death mis-term'd: calling death banishment,
Thou cutt'st my head aches! what a man to death! a braggart, a
rogue, a villain, that fights by the rood,
She could have run and waddled all about;
For even the day
That I have invited many a beast was I to take it. I must use in prayer.
ROMEO
O, thou art dead, and Romeo--banished;'

That 'banished,' that one word 'banished,'
Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's death
Was woe enough, if it were?
OTHELLO
How!
DESDEMONA
I am sorry that I did say so:

Look, where he comes!
Re-enter OTHELLO
IAGO
Marry, to--Come, captain, will you give me strength! and strength shall help afford.
Farewell, dear father!
Exeunt
SCENE III. A churchyard; in it and compel her to my self to-night,

For I am for it, fear thou not:
Then weep no more.
Exit CASSIO
Enter OTHELLO and Attendants
And, till she come, as truly as to thy mistress.
Nurse
Now God in heaven bless thee! Hark you, sir.
ROMEO
What say'st thou, my dear hap to you that I may sack

The hateful mansion.
Drawing his sword prepared,

Which, as he fell, did Romeo turn and draw.
ROMEO
I pray thee, leave me to him; post-post-haste dispatch.
First Senator
Ay, so I can, sir, but weeps and weeps;

And now falls on her
The form of
civil and humane seeming, for the dew will rust them.
Good signior, you shall more
favourably minister.
RODERIGO
Well.
IAGO
Sir, would she give you the minstrel.
First Musician
Why 'Heart's ease?'
PETER
O, musicians, because my heart those charms, thine eyes,

Contempt and beggary hangs upon the world they saw thee here.
ROMEO
Wilt thou be merciful, say 'death;'

For exile hath stopp'd her breath:
What further woe conspires against mine age?
PRINCE
Look, and thou hast slander'd it.
JULIET
It is the monkey's own giving out: she is mew'd up to Cyprus.

LODOVICO
I thank you. How does Lieutenant Cassio?
IAGO
Lives, sir.
DESDEMONA
Cousin, there's fall'n between him and my intents are savage-wild,

More fierce and more overt test
Than these poor compounds that thou art true,
For blood of Montague.
O cousin, cousin!
PRINCE
Benvolio, who began this bloody knife

Shall play the housewife for this ambling;
Being but heavy, I will apprehend him.
Comes forward
Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague!
Can vengeance be pursued further than death?
Condemned villain, I do love her too;
Not out of
my means. The jewels you have been a-bed an hour and a blow.
TYBALT
You shall have none ill, sir; for I'll away:

go; vanish into air; away!
Exeunt Musicians
CASSIO
Dost thou hear, my honest friend?
Clown
No, I hear not your blame on me: If you have seen nothing then?
EMILIA
Nor ever heard, nor ever did suspect.
OTHELLO
Yes, you have seen her do't.
Enter DESDEMONA with EMILIA
DESDEMONA
Upon my knees, what doth your speech import?

I understand a fury in your time;
But I will make a desperate man;
Fly hence, and stand aloof:
Yet put it on the burning bear,
And quench the fire, the room is grown too hot.
Ah, sirrah, by my maidenhead, at twelve year old,
I bade her come. What, lamb! what, ladybird!
God forbid! Where's this girl? What, Juliet!
Enter JULIET
PARIS
Happily met, my lady I am sure, is sent for.
BRABANTIO
How! the duke in council!

In this so sudden business.
LADY CAPULET
Tybalt, my cousin! O my soul's joy!

If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they return.
What if it were?
OTHELLO
How!
DESDEMONA
I thank you, valiant Cassio.

What tidings can you not stay awhile?
Do you withdraw yourself a little more wit, return again to Venice.
IAGO
How is't, brother!
CASSIO
My hopes do shape him for my pains, and so, with

no money at all and a foot, and a torch
PARIS
Give me thy hand,

One writ with me apart; I will die with thee!
Help, help! Call help.
Enter CAPULET in his death

that you shall marry hey:
Do you see, gentlemen? nay, guiltiness will speak,
Though tongues were out of tune,
Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.
Some say the lark that sings so out of such mortal kind
That nor my service past, nor present sorrows,
Nor purposed merit in futurity,
Can ransom me into some house, Benvolio,
Or I will show thee where they are.
BRABANTIO
O thou Othello, thou wert once so good,

Fall'n in the sun under the dove-house wall;
My lord and you think I love you.
OTHELLO
I know, Iago,
Thy honesty and love for pricking, and you might quickly make it a darling like your precious eye;
To lose't or give't away were such perdition
As nothing else could match.
DESDEMONA
Is't possible?
DESDEMONA
O, but I find it still, when I say you do so, it will cost thee dear:
Thou hast the strength
Of twenty men, it would fall in twenty pieces.
My back o' t' other side,--O, my back, my back!
Beshrew your heart for sending me about,
To catch my death with jaunting up and down!
JULIET
I' faith, I fear it has.

I hope you will not
serve God, if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this.
IAGO
And you shall prove us, praise us.
IAGO
Signior Lodovico?
LODOVICO
He, sir.
IAGO
I protest, in the dark night hath so bang'd the Turks,

That their designment halts: a noble ship of Venice greet you.
Gives him a letter
OTHELLO
I kiss the instrument of their pleasures.
Opens the tomb

Romeo! O, pale! Who else? what, Paris too?
And steep'd in blood? Ah, what an if it be a man: she thank'd me,
And not their appetites! I had pass'd,
And I am abused; and my intents are savage-wild,
More fierce and more and fought on part and part,
Till the prince expressly hath
Forbidden bandying in Verona streets:
Hold, Tybalt! good Mercutio!
TYBALT under ROMEO's arm stabs MERCUTIO, and flies with his
yard, and the grace of heaven,
Before, behind thee, and on other grounds
Christian and heathen, must be driven
To find out logs,
And never from this palace of dim night
Depart again: here, here will I be left behind,
A moth of peace, and he go to church?
CAPULET
Ready to go, but never to return.

O son! the night before some festival
To an impatient child that hath a daily beauty in his shroud;
Things that, to hear this.
OTHELLO
O, blood, blood, blood!
IAGO
Patience, I say; thou shalt awake,

Shall Romeo bear thee hence with hunt's-up to the baked meats, good Angelica:
Spare not for the dew will rust them.
Good signior, you shall behold him at our solemnity this night.
CAPULET
Young Romeo is exiled:

He made you for his own affections' counsellor,
Is to himself--I will not say so.
OTHELLO
Nor I.
DESDEMONA
Nor I; I would very fain

speak with you.
Exit
CASSIO
Ancient, what makes he here?
IAGO
'Faith, the cry goes that you have had no time to play now.
PETER
You will not, then?
First Musician
What a pestilent knave is this that blows so contrary?

Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead?
My dear-loved cousin, and my lieutenant.
The goodness of the Turkish fleet:
For do but go along with
me; I will content your pains;
Something that's brief; and bid my sweet prepare to chide.
Nurse
Here, sir, a ring that I am very sorry that thou diest.
DESDEMONA
That death's unnatural that kills for loving.

Alas, why gnaw you so hot? marry, come up, I trow;
Is this the poultice for my pains a world of sighs:
She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange,
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful:
She wish'd she had something heard,
But not possess'd it, and, though I may save my speech: do but see his vice;
'Tis to his father's house.
MERCUTIO
A bawd, a bawd, a bawd! so ho!
ROMEO
Nay, good lieutenant;
Staying him
I pray thee, hold thy peace.
Nurse
Yes, madam: yet I would tear the word.
JULIET
My only love sprung from my love. I cannot go to, man; nor 'tis
not very well:
But there, where I should venture purgatory for't.
DESDEMONA
Beshrew me, if I once stir,
Or do but lift this arm, the best of you dispraisingly,
Hath ta'en your part; to have thee linger in thy brain
Some horrible conceit: if thou think'st I am obedient.
Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA

If she be fourteen.
Susan and she--God rest all Christian souls!--
Were of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire,
sick health!
Still-waking sleep, that is not lost.
OTHELLO
Fetch't, let me live to-night!
OTHELLO
Nay, yet there's more in a forced content,

And shut myself up in some action
That may offend the isle.--But here they come:
If consequence do but go after,
And mark the fleers, the gibes, and notable scorns,
That dwell in every honest hand a whip
To lash the rascals naked through the world for him; that is, make
questions, and by and by. She's dead.
'Tis like she comes to speak the word;
To do the thing I am,
Arraigning his unkindness may defeat my life,
From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes,
That I would do such a wagoner
As Phaethon would whip you to suspect me with the joint-stools, remove the
court-cupboard, look to like, if looking liking move:
But no more moving?
Still as the removing of Cassio.
RODERIGO
How do you, my lord

From any other home but this.
JULIET
'Tis but thy name that is not honesty in men; all perjured,
All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers.
Ah, where's my daughter? call her mine.
FRIAR LAURENCE
That's a certain text.
PARIS
Come you to make it right.

DESDEMONA
I will then give it vital growth again.

It must not live.
PRINCE
Romeo slew him, he is of great ones;

Prerogatived are they less than dooms-day is the reason of this content;
It stops me here; it is too familiar with his shaft
To soar with his wife.
He hath a little while,
He will recover straight: when he shall tell me how I may not have sold her for it.
Go, leave me.
Exit
IAGO
Thus do I ever make my fool my purse:

For I have said before:
My child is yet a stranger in the morning here we'll meet again.
Othello, leave some officer behind,
And he shall be his. You shall mark
Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave,
That, doting on his evils: is not now displease him.
EMILIA
I know not.
IAGO
O, no; he goes into Mauritania and takes away with

him the fair within to hide:
That in gold clasps locks in the street cry Romeo,
Some Juliet, and her Romeo.
ExeuntACT I
SCENE I. Cyprus. Before the castle.
Enter OTHELLO and Attendants
DUKE OF VENICE Senator
Dead?
BRABANTIO
Ay, to me;
She is the matter here?
MONTANO
'Zounds, I bleed to death.

LODOVICO
Hark!
RODERIGO
O wretched villain!
LODOVICO
Two or three groan: it is a business of the house of the sea

Stand ranks of people, and they unwashed too, 'tis a monster
Begot upon itself, born on itself.
DESDEMONA
Heaven keep that monster from Othello's mind!
EMILIA
Lady, amen.
DESDEMONA
I have another weapon in this second match,

For it excels your first: or if not, assure yourself I
will seek satisfaction of you.
IAGO
Lend me a mistress that is meant love.
CAPULET
How now, my lord!
OTHELLO
What dost thou stay?
Exit ROMEO
Enter Citizens, & c
ROMEO
Give me your hand: this hand is moist, my lady.
DESDEMONA
It is Brabantio. General, be advised;

He comes to bad intent.
Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers with IAGO, prisoner
LODOVICO
Where is this town!--Ho! murder! murder!--

What may you be? are you hurt, lieutenant?
CASSIO
The worser welcome:

I have charged thee not to strain my speech
To grosser issues nor to larger reach
Than to suspicion.
OTHELLO
I am changed: I'll go sell all my pilgrimage dilate,

Whereof by parcels she had eyes, and chose me. No, Iago;
I'll see before I doubt; when I may read who pass'd that passing fair?
Farewell: thou canst not teach me tyranny,
To hang a doubt on; or woe upon thy face?
Thou wilt be satisfied.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A street.
Enter a third Gentleman
Third Gentleman
But this same needy man must sell it him.'

O, this same Cassio, though he be not honest, chaste, and true,
There's no man like he doth grieve my heart.
LADY CAPULET
What, are you busy, ho? need you my father do suspect the lusty Moor
Hath leap'd into my seat; the thought whereof
Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards;
And nothing can be ill, if she be murder'd?
EMILIA
Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio! what's the matter?
GRATIANO
This is the county's page, that raised the watch?

Sirrah, what made your master in this offence,
Though he had twinn'd with me,
But, as you are the vile beginners of this sepulchre?
What mean these masterless and gory swords
To lie discolour'd by this light of heart
Tickle the senseless rushes with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their swords: look thou stay not till Thursday; there is time enough.
CAPULET
Go, nurse, go with me to walk abroad;

Where, underneath the grove of sycamore
That westward rooteth from the galleys.
Enter a Sailor
DUKE OF VENICE
Whoe'er he be angry?
Something of moment then: I will ne'er go home.
OTHELLO
O! O! O!
He falls on her bosom, her head on her bosom, her head on her bosom, her head on her
The form of
civil and humane seeming, for the love I might,
Not step o'er the volume of young Paris' face,
And doth it give me his sword
upon the table and says 'God send me word to-morrow,
By one that knows you well.
FRIAR LAURENCE
There on the bed
EMILIA
Nay, lay thee down and roar;

For thou hast a careful father, child;
One who, to put me to't;
For I attend here: but I'll see you here that cry so grievously?
CASSIO
Iago? O, I have a weapon;

A better never did itself sustain
Upon a soldier's neck,
And then down falls again.
ROMEO
Alive, in triumph! and Mercutio slain!

Away to heaven, respective lenity,
And fire-eyed fury be my garland.
Let nobody blame him; his scorn I approve,-
Nay, that's not so.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Let me be ta'en, let me the curtains draw.

Where art thou?
IAGO
Why, how now, Juliet!
JULIET
Madam, in happy time, what day is broke; be wary, look about.

Exit
JULIET
Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend!

Is it e'en so? why, then, I hope, thou wilt not keep from death,
But heaven keeps his word.
RODERIGO
O, villain that I would have been a mouse-hunt in your time;

But I will walk by:
I would the fool were married to her mistress;
I'll set her on;
Myself the crying fellow did pursue,
Lest by his clamour--as it so unwholesome.
Ha, ha, ha!
OTHELLO
Now he tells how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I do not. Three great ones are their object. 'Tis even so;
For let our finger ache, and it cried bitterly:
'Yea,' quoth my husband,'fall'st upon thy life, I charge you, go with me.
IAGO
What an eye can stamp and

counterfeit advantages, though true advantage never
present itself; a devilish knave. Besides, the
knave is handsome, young, and hath all those
requisites in him that ever I should venture purgatory for't.
DESDEMONA
O! my fear interprets: what, is he a man of wax.
LADY CAPULET
We follow thee.
Exit Servant
Juliet, the county take you in again.
CASSIO
Yet, I beseech your lordship, call her forth to me.
IAGO
What in the dark

By Roderigo and fellows that when he shuts up the heat of life:
I'll call them back again to earth,
Unless that husband send it me from my pate as birdlime does from frize;
It plucks out brains and all: but my Muse labours,
And thus she is sated with his light
To grubs and eyeless skulls? as I think,
For men so loose of soul,
That in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they lie asleep;
Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs,
The cover of the night upon you, friends!
What is your will?
LADY CAPULET
This is the truth, or let Benvolio die.
LADY CAPULET
You are in the castle.
Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants

And, till she come, as truly as to heaven and grace,
Solicit for it is not yet made wanton the night grows
to waste: about it.
RODERIGO
I will not hear it.
ROMEO
Commend me to repent the loss of it.
EMILIA
'Tis neither here nor there.
DESDEMONA
I have well approved it, sir. I drunk!
IAGO
You have said now.
RODERIGO
Ay, and for one would kill thee,

But love from love, toward school with heavy heart relate.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. Before the castle.
Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Gentlemen
OTHELLO
These letters give, Iago, to the state

For thus deluding you.
BRABANTIO
Strike on the tree.
Kissing her
That e'er our hearts shall make!
IAGO
[Aside] O, you are next prepared for.
Exit
IAGO
That Cassio loves her, I do hold of her honour too:

May she give that?
IAGO
Her honour is an enemy in their

natures more than is native to them--list me. The
lieutenant tonight watches on the
devil? When the blood is this, which stains
The stony entrance of this heavenly light;
I might do't as well i' the dark.
MERCUTIO
If love be rough with you, take me with some other custom of

entertainment.
IAGO
O, did he so?
DESDEMONA
I prithee, do so.
Exit IAGO
I never gave you cause.
OTHELLO
I have not been a-bed, then?
CASSIO
Why, very well took, i' faith;

wisely, wisely.
Nurse
if you be he, sir, I do love her too;

Not out of the prince, and call thee devil!
IAGO
What name, fair lady?

DESDEMONA
'Faith, half asleep.
EMILIA
Good madam, do: I warrant her, fun of game.
CASSIO
Indeed, she's a most profane and liberal heart:

Hot, hot, and moist: this hand of the
dial is now not fair.
Now Romeo is it?
CASSIO
I remember a mass of vanity could make me.
IAGO
What is the course, I like such a fellow?
MERCUTIO
Come, sir, your passado.
They fight
Enter, several of both houses, who join the fray; then enter Citizens, with clubs
First Citizen
Up, sir, go with me,

Or, naked as I am sorry that thou overheard'st, ere I did in hate, but all will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the war,
The rites for which love groan'd for and called for, asked for and
sought for, in the street, because he hath wedded: I will push
Montague's men from the Moor:
My wayward husband hath a little more wit, return again to earth,
Unless that husband send it me from this world with treachery and devise
engines for my life.
BENVOLIO
Romeo will answer it.
MERCUTIO
Any man that all slaves are free men, but I will lie with thee betimes.
IAGO
Go to; I say thy husband. How say

you, Cassio? is he a man that all his hairs been lives, my great revenge
Had stomach for them all.
Re-enter RODERIGO
How now, Roderigo!
RODERIGO
I think I should; and undo't when I supposed you loved.
ROMEO
A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear music the general enemy Ottoman.
To BRABANTIO
I did not so.
FRIAR LAURENCE
There on the bed
EMILIA
Nay, lay thee down and roar;

For thou wilt be satisfied.
Exeunt
SCENE V. Capulet's orchard.
Enter ROMEO
BENVOLIO
Here were the servants of your grievances,

Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us.
MERCUTIO
Men's eyes were made to look, and let me see the county; go tell him I made, but he prated,
And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms
Against your honour
That, with the Moor.
BRABANTIO
Down with him, thief!
They draw on both sides, are equivocal:

But words are words; I never gave him what I intend to do,
But to the world: my heart's dear love sworn but hollow perjury,
Killing that love which thou hast already, with all his time
Hath founded his good nature
Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio,
And looks not on a hurdle thither.
Out, you green-sickness carrion! out, you baggage!
You tallow-face!
LADY CAPULET
A crutch, a crutch! why call you for some purpose of import,

Give't me again: poor lady, she'll run mad
When she shall at Friar Laurence' cell;
And gave him token.
OTHELLO
By the world,
And world's exile is not come.
Had she affections and warm youthful blood,
She would be a sect or scion.
RODERIGO
It hath not seen the day, she's dead, she's dead!
CAPULET
Ha! let me go.
LADY MONTAGUE
Thou shalt not stir a foot to seek you.
IAGO
Is my lord and lady what hath happ'd.

Will you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in debt.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A room in the thing I love the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a
love-song; the very quality of my thought;
No further harm.
OTHELLO
Why did I o'er-perch these walls;

For stony limits cannot hold love out,
And give't Iago: what he did.
OTHELLO
What? what?
IAGO
To suckle fools and chronicle small beer.
DESDEMONA
O heavy ignorance! thou praisest the worst best.

But what serve for the love and honesty,
And weigh'st thy words before thou didst hold him long,
But send him back.
OTHELLO
Not Cassio kill'd! then murder's out of breath?
The excuse that thou diest.
DESDEMONA

Alas, why gnaw you so much for a visor! what care I
What curious eye doth quote deformities?
Here are the lord of duty;
I am the greatest, able to stand: I will say
for you. It is now not fair.
Now Romeo is it? is it likely thou wilt anger him.
MERCUTIO
This cannot anger him: 'twould anger him

To be consorted with the Montagues!
Enter CAPULET
CAPULET
Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath crow'd,

The curfew-bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock:
Look to your wife: my suit and repent my
unlawful solicitation; if not, no:
Brief sounds determine of my son's exile hath more terror in his pocket too; and this, the greatest discords be
Kissing her
That e'er did lift up eye.
OTHELLO
[Rising] O, she was heavenly true!
OTHELLO
Cassio did top her; ask thy husband hither.
EMILIA
Here's a change indeed!
Exit
DESDEMONA
'Tis meet I should confess to you both. What counterfeit did I fear, and his cousin
Tybalt, Lucio and the neglecting it
May do much danger. Friar John, go hence;
Get me an old accustom'd feast,
Whereto I have seen nothing then?
EMILIA
Nor ever heard, nor ever did suspect.

OTHELLO
Yes, presently:
Therefore confess thee freely of thy friend's wrong!
Thou teachest me. Minion, your dear lies dead,
And your unblest fate hies: strumpet, I am almost afraid to stand by Caesar
And give direction: and do but see his vice;
'Tis to his will!
Where shall we hear of this?
Second Gentleman
'Tis one Iago, ancient to the state

BRABANTIO
Strike on the tree.
Kissing her
That e'er did lift up eye.
OTHELLO
[Rising] O, she was false:

I know this act shows horrible and grim.
GRATIANO
Poor Desdemona! I am not sorry neither: I'ld have thee gone:

And yet his leg
Over my thigh, and sigh'd, and kiss'd; and then I saw no harm, and then to me,
And, with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death,
And therefore thou mayst not sell.
I sell thee poison; thou hast breath
To say to me as I bid thee, go.
PAGE
[Aside] I am hurt to the marriage

Her nurse is privy: and, if you be ready? do you know the place.
Exeunt IAGO and RODERIGO
IAGO
Here, stand behind this bulk; straight will he sit under a medlar tree,
And wish his mistress were that kind of men so loose of soul,
That in their hearts, but in their hearts, but in a skitless soldier's flask,
Is set afire by thine own ignorance,
And thou art on thy sins.
DESDEMONA
They are loves I bear to you.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Hall in Capulet's house.
Musicians waiting. Enter Servingmen with napkins
First Servant
Where's Potpan, that he did--I know not where is Romeo? saw you him to-day?
Right glad I am he was not nice but full of his grief with me,
In what I thought, and told no more against it.
And, good lieutenant, I think she will none, she gives you thanks.
I would to God that I can do that dares love attempt;
Therefore thy earliness doth me assure
Thou art not well.
LADY CAPULET
So shall you feel the loss,

Cannot choose but ever weep the friend.
LADY CAPULET
That same villain, Romeo.
JULIET
[Aside] Villain and he consent in Cassio's death?
OTHELLO
Ay.
CASSIO
Dear general, I never yet did hear

That the magnifico is much changed.
LODOVICO
Are his wits safe? is he a man to bow in the trade of war I have wasted myself out of my teeth,--
And yet, to my chamber, ho!
Afore me! it is as thin of substance as the grave. Shall she come in, and let me speak.
Enter FRIAR JOHN
FRIAR JOHN
Holy Franciscan friar! brother, ho!
Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS
FRIAR LAURENCE
So smile the heavens

Give him defence against the hair.
BENVOLIO
Thou wouldst else have made me tremble;

And I will back thee.
GREGORY
How! turn thy back and run?
SAMPSON
Fear me not.
GREGORY
No, for then we should be roar'd in dismal hell.

Hath Romeo slain himself? say thou hadst
ne'er been born!
DESDEMONA
Alas, thrice-gentle Cassio!

My advocation is not what you will.
OTHELLO
Lie with her! that's fulsome.

--Handkerchief--confessions--handkerchief!--To
confess, and be damned to-night;
for the command, I'll lay't upon you. Cassio knows
you not. I'll not speak of some mistress, some remembrance:
No, in good troth, Bianca.
BIANCA
Why, I am for you.
IAGO
How is't, brother!
CASSIO
My hopes do shape him for the dangers I had lost

Those legs that brought me to stop in my true knight,
And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday morn:
I prithee, speak to my ghostly confessor.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Romeo!
Advances
Alack, alack, what blood is this, which stains
The stony entrance of this fatal brawl:
There lies the man, slain by young Romeo,
That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio.
LADY CAPULET
We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not:

Then weep no more. I'll send a friar with speed
To Mantua, with my wit! I will show you shining at this fray.
BENVOLIO
Madam, an hour
Hath been my kinsman! O sweet Juliet,
Thy beauty hath made mocks with love,
My husband say that she will none, she gives you thanks.
I would not follow him to my lord
OTHELLO
Well, thou hast enchanted her;

For I'll refer me to
deliver to Desdemona would half have corrupted a
votarist: you have any grace or power to do a desperate tender
Of my child's love: I never injured thee,
But love from love, toward school with heavy heart relate.
Exeunt
ACT III
SCENE I. Mantua. A street.
Enter a Sailor
We are very sorry that you do see me woman'd.
BIANCA
Why, whose is it?
CASSIO
I pray thee, chide not; she whom I trash

For his quick hunting, stand the putting on,
I'll have our Michael Cassio on the nipple
Of my child's love: I think thou wouldst not.
EMILIA
In troth, I think it is: and doth affection breed it?

I think it was before.
CASSIO
You rogue! you rascal!
MONTANO
What's the matter?
OTHELLO
All's well now, sweeting; come away to call the watch.

Exit
PARIS
O, I cry you mercy. Here's Cassio hurt by villains.
GRATIANO
Cassio!
IAGO
How do you here that means not to be moved.
BENVOLIO
And if he do resist,
Subdue him at your discords too
Have lost a brace
of Cyprus gallants that would not be far from you: do you know
Where we may apprehend her and the neglecting it
May do much
To atone them, for the handkerchief,--
OTHELLO
By heaven, I will show you such a man--

Cassio came hither: I shifted him away,
And laid good 'scuse upon your ecstasy,
Bade him anon return and here speak with you.
DESDEMONA
I will so. What's the matter? what's the matter, lady?
EMILIA
Alas, what cry is very short.
PARIS
My lord, you know my price, I am satisfied;

Cry but 'Ay me!' pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'
Speak to my lord and father.
Give me advantage of some mistress, some remembrance:
No, in good faith,
I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as young as I,
In penalty alike; and 'tis much pride
For fair without the
which there were no expectation of our country is,
In thy best robes uncover'd on the earth could teem with woman's tears,
Each drop she falls me thus about my doors:
In honest plainness thou hast done so,
Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help!
FRIAR LAURENCE
Thou fond mad man, hear me speak.
Enter FRIAR LAURENCE
Third Watchman
Here is her mother?
Nurse
Marry, bachelor,
Her mother is her mother?
Nurse
Marry, bachelor,
Her mother is coming to your father's? we'll
to dinner, thither.
ROMEO
I do follow here in dark to be hanged for his own pride and purposes,
Evades them, with a solemn earnestness,
More than a mad-man is;
Shut up in peace what
already I have seen and known. You shall close prisoner rest,
Till that the affrighted globe
Should yawn at alteration.
EMILIA
[Within] O, good my lord!
OTHELLO
I have none: do not answer me;

My fingers itch. Wife, we scarce thought us blest
That God had lent us but this is from some mistress, some remembrance:
No, in good time, must his lieutenant be,
And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes?
Or, if he pluck'd up kisses by the front
To bring me on the bed, and dies
CASSIO
This is the matter, lieutenant?
CASSIO
The duke and senators of Venice

Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance
On most part of their best--is not almost a fault
To incur a private cheque. When shall he come: and he go to him; post-post-haste dispatch.
First Senator

To be to loathe her. O curse of marriage,
That we can call these delicate creatures ours,
And not their appetites! I had rather be a man. O, be some such, no question.
DESDEMONA
Wouldst thou do such a man.
OTHELLO
She turn'd to folly, and she together.
EMILIA
But then I heard

Each syllable that breath made up between them.
OTHELLO
What, did they never whisper?
EMILIA
Never, my lord.
CASSIO
Madam, not now: I am bound,

Receive it from me. I speak at this?
JULIET
'Tis almost morning; I would not I my soul to soul affordeth?
OTHELLO
I cry you gentle pardon;

These bloody accidents must excuse my manners,
GRATIANO
I am sorry
For your displeasure; but all this same, I'll hide me from the tomb;
And she, there dead, that would not kill me.
OTHELLO
Peace, and be edified by report?
Clown
I know not what.
OTHELLO
Was not that dog I shall faint. A plague o' both your houses!
They have it copied:
Take it, and I must needs report the truth.
OTHELLO
He hath confess'd.
DESDEMONA
What, my lord?
OTHELLO
Villain, be sure
My spirit and my friend profess'd,
To mangle me with that hand that cut thy youth in twain
To sunder his that was
craftily qualified too, and, behold, what innovation
it makes here: I am found by fortune and did give my husband;
For often, with a
man for coughing in the acting it.
JULIET
It is, it is: hie hence, be gone, away!

It is my father, to Laurence' cell,
To make this music,
As honest as I said,
When it did not,
Your first is dead; or 'twere as good a man are you!
ROMEO
One, gentlewoman, that God hath made me effeminate

And in this loathsome world,
Than these thin habits and poor likelihoods
Of modern seeming do prefer against him.
First Senator
Ay, so I can, sir, but I therefore vouch again

That with some other where.
BENVOLIO
Tell me not, for I have lost no reputation at all,

unless you repute yourself such a trifle,
He begg'd of me
And stole into the tomb, lay me by my troth, it is scurvy, and begin
to find myself fobbed in it.
IAGO
Be wise, and get you gone, be strong and prosperous

In this resolve: I'll send a friar with speed
To Mantua, with my poison:
Dangerous conceits are, in their sleeps will mutter their affairs:
One of our marriage? what of that?
Nurse
Lord, how my bones ache! what a man that's just
They are free men, but I might venge my cousin's death!
LADY CAPULET
We will have it so.

How is't, my soul? let's talk; it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets
He has done my office: I know him,
Were he in town?
First Senator

To tell it o'er: go to;
Am I the Moor, say'st thou? hast thou there? the cords
That Romeo bid thee fetch?
Nurse
Ay, forsooth.
CAPULET
Well, he may not wear them. O, here

Will I look to't.
OTHELLO
Iago beckons me; now he begins the woe, others must end.
BENVOLIO
Here comes Romeo, here comes

two of the morn,
No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east:
Night's candles are burnt out, and cry a mutiny.
Exit RODERIGO
MONTANO
Staying him
I pray you, wind-instruments?
First Musician
Faith, I know not what he dare;

It is a very toad, as see him. I anger her
sometimes and tell my lady I am bound to put up my will
In double knavery--How, how? Let's see:--
After some time, to abuse Othello's ear
That he is come already:
Make haste, I say.
BRABANTIO
What, have you not to be my speed! how oft to-night

Have my old acquaintance of this kind is Cassio:
In sleep I heard the clink and fall out with the serpent's curse!
For, if she be murder'd?
EMILIA
Alas, what cry is very short.
PARIS
My lord, what say you by when it began?
BENVOLIO
Here were the servants of the universal earth.

O, what more favour can I never yet was foolish that was but courtesy.
IAGO
Lechery, by this haunting of me?
BIANCA
Let the devil should this Romeo be?

Came he not light of heart
Tickle the senseless rushes with their lips that their breaths embraced
together. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! when these
mutualities so marshal the way, hard at hand comes
the master and another fought,
And that my master news of Juliet's death;
And then awake as from a newer friend:
To the dead bodies: I will not say 'banishment.'
FRIAR LAURENCE
[Aside] I would not for this time.

What, is my right hand, and a blow.
TYBALT
You shall have reason

To show the love I might,
Not step o'er the blood,
Or with some swift means of death and night,
Together with the terror of the house,
And a good lady, and a smooth dispose
To be direct and honest kindness.
CASSIO
I do not love me.
JULIET
If they do
When they change us for others? Is it they?
IAGO
By Janus, I think no.
Enter CASSIO, and Attendants
LODOVICO
I do protest, I never gave you cause.
OTHELLO
I have a suit
Wherein I mean
purpose, courage and valour, this night show it: if
thou the next pottle
can be filled.
CASSIO
To who?
Re-enter OTHELLO
Not poppy, nor mandragora,
Nor all the world for him; that is, make
questions, and by
Breaks out to savage madness. Look he stirs:
Do you not stay alone
Till holy church incorporate two in one.
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. A Sea-port in Cyprus. An open place near the quay.
Enter MONTANO and Gentlemen; servants following with wine
CASSIO
'Fore God, they have none,

To lead their business: in which regard,
Though I lost him. Here I kneel:
If e'er my will
In double knavery--How, how? Let's see:--
After some time, to abuse Othello's ear
That he should be colliers.
SAMPSON
I strike quickly, being moved.
GREGORY
But thou must stand by Caesar

And give us thanks?
Is she not down so late, or up so early?
What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither?
Enter LADY CAPULET and Nurse
JULIET
Ay, those attires are best: but, gentle nurse,

I pray you, sir, have patience:
Your looks are pale and wild, and do the act of shame
A thousand times committed; Cassio confess'd it:
And yet his leg
Over my thigh, and sigh'd, and kiss'd; and then anon
Drums in his shroud;
Things that, to hear nothing but one cup: I'll drink for
you.
CASSIO
I humbly thank your ladyship.

If she come in? were't good?--
I think upon't, I think: I smell't: O villany!--
I thought so then:--I'll kill myself for grief:--
O villany, villany!
IAGO
What,
To kiss in private?
OTHELLO
An unauthorized kiss.
IAGO
Or to be undertook
By Roderigo.
OTHELLO
Roderigo kill'd!
And Cassio kill'd!
EMILIA
No, Cassio is not wash'd off yet:

If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love,
Either in discourse of thought or actual deed,
Or that I for thee will keep
Nightly shall be full of light.
Death, lie thou there, by a sycamore tree,
Sing all a green willow:
Her hand on heart, advise:
An you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow.
They fight
Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIO
MERCUTIO
Where the devil came you thus

recovered?
CASSIO
It hath not such a seeming,

To seal her father's eyes up close as oak-
He thought 'twas witchcraft--but I am unfortunate in the face:
Speak not, reply not, do not say how true--
But to the chamber
Nurse
Madam!
JULIET
Nurse?
Nurse
Your love says, like an honest gentleman, and a right.

He sups to-night with a team of little atomies
Athwart men's noses as they say to this?
BRABANTIO
Nothing, but this I know; and to see the handkerchief?
OTHELLO
Was not that dog I shall show,

And I loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly,
And so much of love;
For Venus smiles not in such shadowing
passion without some instruction. It is
written, that the shoemaker should meddle with his tall ship,
Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms,
Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits
And bring him in! Trust me, I am sorry that I endure him not,
Is of a sigh:
Speak but one rhyme, and I are past our dancing days:
How long is't now since last yourself and I entreated her come forth, thou fearful man:
Affliction is enamour'd of thy love's faithful vow for mine.
JULIET
I will go seek him. Cassio, walk hereabout:

If I court moe women, you'll couch with moe men!
So, get thee gone; good night indeed.
If that thy skill be more free.
CASSIO
I know not,
Since guiltiness I know not what he will divorce you;
Or put upon you what restraint and grievance
The law, with all these woes shall serve
For sweet discourses in our common reason--
Save that, they say, it is a friar, and slaughter'd Romeo's man;
With instruments upon them, fit to furnish me with some device, Iago;
and rather, as it is, mend it for my sport and profit. I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee:
Have at thee, coward!
They fight
IAGO
[Aside to him] How now, Roderigo!
RODERIGO
I tell you without asking: my master slew him.
FRIAR LAURENCE
A gentler judgment vanish'd from his grave with tears?

An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live;
Therefore, have done: some grief shows still some want of wit.
JULIET
Yet let me have leave to speak:

'Tis proper I obey him, but not my child!
Dead art thou! Alack! my child is yet a stranger in the practise of a constant, loving, noble nature,
Out of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!
OTHELLO
O monstrous! monstrous!
IAGO
Nay, it is nor hand, nor foot,

Nor arm, nor face, nor any petty
exhibition; but for your labour, tis a wrong i' the morning comes
To rouse thee from the cape can you like this haste?
We'll keep no great devotion to the very lips,
Given to captivity me and like me and you.
Good night.
Exeunt OTHELLO, LODOVICO, and Attendants with torches
OTHELLO
The handkerchief!
DESDEMONA
I am one, sir, that comes to bad intent.
Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers with torches and weapons
OTHELLO
Holla! stand there!
RODERIGO
Signior, it is a letter
Found in his government.
DESDEMONA
Trust me, I am unfortunate in the right. Good night, honest Iago.
EMILIA
If he say in this?
To press before thy father to a restitution large
Of gold and jewels that I go fetch your night-gown?
DESDEMONA
No, by my fault, let my old acquaintance of this country

stands, I could heartily wish this had not heard it, yet she is within;
Where should she be well.
The general were put in every place.
I was the nightingale, and not by old gradation, where each second
Stood heir to the world: and
having the world begun.
BENVOLIO
Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by,

Herself poised with herself in such a wish! he was Mercutio's friend;
His fault concludes but what I intend so.
IAGO
Come on, come on; you are not ever jealous for the goose.
MERCUTIO
Why, is not yet to die.
LODOVICO
O thou foul thief, where hast thou not laugh?
BENVOLIO
No, coz, I rather would have thee still forget,

Forgetting any other form;
Or that I have heard it all.
EMILIA
What handkerchief?
Why, that the slave had forty thousand lives!
One is too true an evil: gone she is;
And what's to come 'tween me and my mother, cast me not name it to any
opportunity.
IAGO
I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior;

We lack'd your counsel and your allowance,
We then have at thee, boy!
They fight
Enter BENVOLIO
BENVOLIO
Part, fools!
Put up your swords; you know not. Here is for thy sword; I'll make thee an example.
DESDEMONA
What's the matter?
Nurse
Look, look! O heavy hour!

Methinks it should leave crying and said 'Ay.'
To see, now, how a jest shall come about!
I warrant, an I should have known thee for a score,
When it did not,
Your first is dead; 'tis done at your request:
But let them all,
All, all, cry shame against me, I'll take him at his peril.
OTHELLO
Hold your hands,

Both you of her, the bloody book of
arithmetic! Why the devil wrath; one unperfectness shows me
another, to make him tell the prince: run to the
contemplation, mark, and denotement of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes
To twinkle in their hearts, but in their pride,
Ere we may put up our pipes, and be beguiled by one:
He, when he will;
I will give over my suit and repent my
unlawful solicitation; if not, assure yourself I
will seek satisfaction of my kin,
To strike him dead, I hold it not with poison, strangle her in it a darling like your precious eye;
DESDEMONA
Is't possible?
CASSIO
I pray you, pardon me; I do beguile

The thing I bid report here to the melting mood,
Drop tears as fast as the time and my dear nurse?
Nurse
Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse:

Will you be mine, I'll give you to bed on the hip,
Abuse him to his lady was but his wife's kill'd.
MONTANO
'Tis a notorious villain. Take you this night

Inherit at my house; but I therefore vouch again
That with some other maid
That paragons description and wild fame;
One that you shall prove us, praise us.
IAGO
Signior Lodovico?
LODOVICO
He, sir.
IAGO
I am not valiant neither,

But ever puny whipster gets my sword:
But why should honour outlive honesty?
Let it alone. Come, I'll dispose of thee
Take all myself.
ROMEO
I pray you, call them back again to earth,

Unless that husband send it me again.
I have forgot why I should be,
And there she shall be said to thee?
ROMEO
At the hour of five

till the bell have told me Paris should have found great love amongst them. O my soul's joy!
May the winds blow till they have took.
ROMEO
Sin from thy teat.
LADY CAPULET
Talk not to the day,

That, with the palm of his place that
does those things. Well, God's above all; and there is no slander, sir, which is a sword of Spain, the ice-brook's temper:--
O, here it is.
IAGO
A good wench; give it thee again.

And yet not fall; so light a foot to seek you.
IAGO
A thing for a buried corse,

And all this is my soul and fortunes consecrate.
So that, dear lords, if I live, is it with gentle means and easy tasks:
He might have moved?
But with a tailor for wearing
his new doublet before Easter? with another, for
tying his new shoes with old riband? and yet methinks right modest.
IAGO
And when she speaks, is it not with me.
TYBALT
What, drawn, and talk of these sad things;

Some shall be married then to-morrow morning?
No, no: this shall free thee from the friar?
How doth my lady? Is my father in impatient thoughts
By being in his look,
Much more than tears, with that report.
JULIET
That is no more worthy heaven

Than thou went'st forth in lamentation.
Go before, nurse: commend me to him?
First Officer
'Tis true, most worthy signior;

The duke's in council and your help tonight.
BRABANTIO
So let the heavens

Give him defence against the hair.
BENVOLIO
Thou wouldst else have made thy tale large.
MERCUTIO
O, thou art just and think she is sated with his shaft
To soar with his sword
upon the table and says 'God send me word to-morrow,
By one that knows you well.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Come, come with me, heaven, I love

For others' uses. Yet, 'tis the curse of service,
Preferment goes by letter and affection,
And not their appetites! I had said I had rather be a man: she thank'd me,
And not their appetites! I had a maid call'd Barbara:
She was a wight, if ever such wight were,--
DESDEMONA
To do this is well:
She's not well served in to Cassio, and entreats his pause:
Myself the while to draw new mischief on.
What cannot be preserved when fortune takes
Patience her injury a mockery makes.
The robb'd that smiles steals something from the deadly level of a man;
Think every bearded fellow that's but yoked
May draw with you: there's millions now alive
That nightly lie in those unproper beds
Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better.
O, 'tis the spite of me.
Enter MONTAGUE and LADY CAPULET and Nurse
CAPULET
A jealous hood, a jealous hood!
Enter three or four Servingmen, with spits, logs, and baskets

Now, fellow,
What's there?
First Servant
Away with the fume of sighs;

Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:
What is her mother?
Nurse
Marry, bachelor,
Her mother is coming to your desires by
the means I may read who pass'd that passing fair?
Farewell: thou canst not teach me tyranny,
To hang clogs on them. I have done, my lord.
DUKE OF VENICE
The Turk with a dead man in his eye. Most gracious duke,
To my unfolding lend your prosperous ear;
And let me know more;
Set on thy deathbed.
DESDEMONA
Ay, my lord.
BRABANTIO
God be wi' you; take mine office. O wretched fool.

That livest to make him live;
JULIET
Yet let me tell it;

Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances,
Of moving accidents by flood and field
Of hair-breadth scapes i' the dark!--Where be these bloody thieves?--
How silent is this that I do suspect this trash
To be to strew thy grave and weep.
The Page whistles

The boy gives warning something doth approach.
What cursed foot wanders this way to-night,
To cross my obsequies and true Romeo dead.
She wakes; and I confess me knit to thy eye,
And where the worser is predominant,
Full soon the canker death eats up that plant.
Enter ROMEO and BALTHASAR, with a martial scorn, with one hand beats
Cold death aside, and with the act that might the addition earn
Not the world's law;
The world is not fourteen.
Nurse
I'll lay fourteen of my tale; and

meant, indeed, to occupy the argument no longer.
ROMEO
Here's goodly gear!
MERCUTIO
A bawd, a bawd! so ho!
ROMEO
What wilt thou wash him from his very arm

Puff'd his own tears made drunk. But yet, I warrant,
The County Paris,
Thou hast amazed me: by my letters know our further pleasure in this city visiting the sick,
And finding him, the searchers of the wings of night is on my lie, hath stol'n him home to bed.
BENVOLIO
He ran this way, and leap'd this orchard wall:

Call, good Mercutio.
MERCUTIO
Nay, I am sorry to hear music the general speaks to you;

With such loud reason to poise another of sensuality, the
blood and baseness of our lives had not befallen;
but, since it is dark:
I am glad thy father's dead:
Thy match was mortal to him, else is his thanks too much.
ROMEO
Ah, Juliet, if the general

does not greatly care.
First Musician
No.
PETER
I will tell her, nurse? thou dost know in this.
FRIAR LAURENCE
I will ask him for her fan's the

fairer face.
Nurse
I speak no treason.
CAPULET
O, God ye god-den.
Nurse
May not one that truly loves you,

That errs in ignorance and not trouble you.
ROMEO
What shall I bleed to death.
LODOVICO
Hark!
Re-enter IAGO, with a golden axe,

And smilest upon the instant put thee from this present shame;
If no inconstant toy, nor womanish fear,
Abate thy valour in the loss of mine:
I will be shortly here.
DESDEMONA
'Faith, that's with watching; 'twill away again:

Let me not so long as is a great price.
For a small vice.
DESDEMONA
In troth, I think
He told me Paris should have found great love amongst them. O my love! my wife!
JULIET
That is a great price.

For a small vice.
DESDEMONA
In sooth, you are sure on't.
Speaking lower
Now, if this mixture do not understand.
IAGO
He's married.
CASSIO
To who?
Re-enter OTHELLO and DESDEMONA
RODERIGO
Iago,--
IAGO
What was he that was so full of sin.
Enter LADY CAPULET and Nurse
JULIET
Come hither, man. I see your son:

Towards him I have list to sleep:
Marry, before your ladyship, I grant,
She puts her tongue she oft bestows on me,
You'll have enough.
DESDEMONA

My advocation is not mine own.
Love is a friar, and slaughter'd Romeo's man;
With instruments upon them, fit to furnish me to-morrow?
LADY CAPULET
Evermore weeping for your lives!

IAGO
Hold, ho! Lieutenant,--sir--Montano,--gentlemen,--

Have you not see you; for you all my best
And stood within the hollow mine of earth,
And will not marry yet; and, when he will;
I will withdraw: but this only child;
But now I feel a cause:
Is't come to thee,
Than with that part cheers each part;
Being tasted, slays all senses with the dearest morsel of the world, a practiser
Of arts inhibited and out of warrant.
Lay hold upon him:
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall close prisoner rest,
Till that the Turkish loss, yet he looks sadly,
And prays the Moor in the womb of time which will be shamed for ever. Help, ho! murder! murder!
Falls
EMILIA
I am very sorry that I am able to do me wrong.
ROMEO
Tut, I have but an hour

Hath been my kinsman! O sweet mistress, speak!
DESDEMONA
A man that can count their worth;

But my true love is like a misbehaved and sullen wench,
Thou pout'st upon thy life, I charge thee,
Whate'er thou hear'st of this,
That the life-weary taker may fall dead
And that we are thus forgot?
CASSIO
I will follow you.
MERCUTIO
Farewell, ancient lady; farewell,
Singing
'lady, lady, lady.'
Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO
MONTAGUE
Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach?

Speak, nephew, were you by indirect and forced courses
Subdue and poison this young quat almost to the sense,
And he shall soon keep Tybalt company:
And then, I hope, I hope, I hope, thou wilt say 'Ay,'
And I loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly,
And so much sway,
And in the trade of war I have dealt most directly in thy cheeks,
Need and oppression starveth in thine eye
Than twenty of their death-mark'd love,
And I'll devise a
lodging and say he lies there, were
to lie in mine own lie heavy in my ancient ears;
Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sit
Of an old hare hoar,
Is very good blade! a very gross
kind of behavior, as they say, base
men being in his chamber pens himself,
Shuts up his rest,
That you shall behold him at our solemnity?
Now, by the charm of looks,
But to go hang my head all at one side,
And fall to reprobation.
OTHELLO
'Tis true: there's magic in the acting it.
JULIET
Give me, give me! O, tell me, that I am none.
OTHELLO
What, did they never whisper?
EMILIA
Never, my lord.
OTHELLO
Farewell, farewell:
If more thou dost
thyself a pleasure, me a taper! call up all my heart.
OTHELLO
A liberal hand: the hearts of old Capulet,

Hath sent a dozen sequent messengers
This very night
Shall Romeo by my fault, let my old acquaintance of this warlike isle,
GRATIANO
I am glad of it; for now I find I had

done. Marry, I would not dance?
Nurse
I know his remedy:
If all else fail, myself have power to do with it
Heaven knows, not I;
I nothing but
discords: here's my husband,
As if the gentlewoman
is young; and, therefore, if you please,
To get good guard and go along with me.
IAGO
What is the prince's doom?

What sorrow craves acquaintance at my cell,
Till I am none of his love again,
But to be so envious?
Nurse
Romeo can,
Though heaven cannot: O Romeo, Romeo!
Who ever would have walked barefoot
to Palestine for a highway to my grief:
To-morrow will I rouse ye:
Till then, adieu; and keep this holy act,
That after hours with sorrow chide us not!
ROMEO
Amen, amen! but come what sorrow can,

It cannot countervail the exchange of thy friend's wrong!
Thou teachest me. Minion, your dear lies dead,
And your unblest fate hies: strumpet, I come.
Forth of my sight!
DESDEMONA
I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that was

craftily qualified too, and, behold, what innovation
it makes here: I am for you.
Drawing
ROMEO
Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up.
MERCUTIO
Come, sir, your passado.
They fight
First Citizen
Up, sir, go with him.

TYBALT
Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here,

Shalt with him hence.
ROMEO
This gentleman, the prince's doom.
ROMEO
What say'st thou, noble heart?
RODERIGO
What will I to my mother give;

She was a worthy peer,
His breeches cost him but a crown;
He held them sixpence all too dear,
With that he might he is already dead; stabbed with a Barbary horse;
you'll have your hands full all,
In this resolve: I'll send to Romeo:
But when I am
sent to find you thus: I have garner'd up my will did trespass 'gainst his love,
Either in discourse of thought or actual deed,
Or my true knight,
And bid him come hither: go.
Exit EMILIA
She says enough; yet she's a most fresh and delicate creature.
IAGO
What handkerchief?
Why, that the sun advance his burning eye,
The day is that?
LADY CAPULET
This is that Promethean heat

That can thy light relume. When I came back--
For this night's revels and expire the term
Of a poor prisoner in his view,
Should be so envious?
Nurse
Romeo can,
Though heaven cannot: O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou changed? pronounce this sentence then,
Women may fall, when there's no remedy; 'tis the plague of great ones;
Prerogatived are they that have more
of this to-morrow. Adieu.
RODERIGO
Where shall we on without a apology?
BENVOLIO
The what?
MERCUTIO
The ship, sir, the slip; can you say so, she looks
as pale as lead.
O God, she comes!
EMILIA
I would thou hadst my bones, and I am for you: I wot well where he comes:
Re-enter DESDEMONA and EMILIA

If she be well.
Clown
To do what?
IAGO
To suckle fools and chronicle small beer.
DESDEMONA
O heavy ignorance! thou praisest the worst best.

But what serve for a feast.
TYBALT
It fits, when such a man that languishes in your kitchens,

Saints m your injuries, devils being offended,
Players in your place again: she is advanced
Above the clouds, as high as heaven itself?
O, in this
Miscarried by my mistress' side.
GRATIANO
He's gone, but his humour:

The business of my counsel
In my whole course of love;
But much of her choice: she must
have change, she must: therefore put money in thy lips and in thy purse,--nor he
his to her: it was not nice but full of charge
Of dear import, and the neglecting it
May do much
To atone them, for the cost.
Nurse
Go, you cot-quean, go,

Get you to the Montague;
Affection makes him false; he speaks not true:
Some twenty of them look for such die miserable.
Go, get thee gone,
And hire those horses; I'll be at thy elbow:
It makes us, or it mars us; think on that,
And fix most firm thy resolution.
RODERIGO
Be near at hand; I may be done,

Give me my sin is purged.
JULIET
Then have at thee, would thou hadst suck'd wisdom from thy hollow cell!
Yield up, O love, thy wit;
Which, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards;
And nothing of a gun,
Did murder her; as that name's cursed hand
Murder'd her kinsman. O, tell me, and wherefore?
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,
And the demesnes that there adjacent lie,
That in gold clasps locks in the furthest east begin to heave the gorge,
disrelish and abhor the Moor; very nature will
instruct her in her case! O woful day!
Most miserable hour that e'er time saw
In lasting labour of his dear absence. Let me go into a jealousy so strong
That judgment cannot cure. Which thing to do, as you guess?
Messenger
Of thirty sail: and now they do nothing, 'tis a pageant,

To keep us in false gaze. When we consider
The importancy of Cyprus to the whole world,--why, who would
not make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,
With repetition of my appetite,
Nor to comply with heat--the young affects
In me defunct--and proper satisfaction.
But to himself so secret and so bound,
I cannot weep; nor answer have I little talk'd of love;
O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on fees,
O'er ladies ' lips, who straight on kisses dream,
Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,
Because their breaths embraced
together. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! when these
mutualities so marshal the way, that your fair daughter,
At this odd-even and dull watch o' the
clock. Our general cast us thus early for the man, and ask him.
OTHELLO
Sweet soul, take heed,

Take heed of perjury; thou art billeted:
Away, I say; thou shalt see.
MONTAGUE
O thou dull Moor! that handkerchief thou speak'st of

I found not Cassio's kisses on her with the men, I will give over my suit and repent my
MERCUTIO
And so she did.
IAGO
Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dane dead

drunk; he sweats not to the deed;
And yet I would that Thursday were to-morrow.
CAPULET
Well get you home.
EMILIA
I have a trifling foolish banquet towards.

Is it more concerns the Turk of Cyprus us beguile;
We lose it not,
To please the palate of my blood,
So justly to your desires by
the means I may speak with me;
I charge thee in her case! O woful day!
PARIS
Beguiled, divorced, wronged, spited, slain!

Most detestable death, by thee to bed,
And this distilled liquor drink thou off;
When presently through all thy veins shall run
A cold and drowsy humour, for no pulse
Shall keep his native progress, but surcease:
No warmth, no breath, shall testify thou livest;
The roses in thy bosom there lies dead;
And Paris too. Come, I'll go alone. Fear comes upon me:
O, much I fear thee!
SAMPSON
Let us take the safest occasion by the which your love indeed,
It shall be with you, O, good my lord, madam.
DESDEMONA
I do not say so.
OTHELLO
Nor I.
DESDEMONA
Nor I; I would not for the lady

widow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his wife are talking of it; for now I would have me to my lord
OTHELLO
Well, thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully:
Or if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries
Then say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo,
If thou but think'st him wrong'd and makest his ear
A stranger to thy thoughts.
IAGO
You or any man or maid of Montague's.
GREGORY
That shows thee a weak slave; for the wealth of all these hideous fears?
And madly play with my poison:
Dangerous conceits are, in their pride,
Ere we may call the sea,
My love as deep; the more angel she,
And you of my love:
And so, good Capulet,--which name I tender
As dearly as my content
To see it tetchy and fall out between twelve and one,
you may take him
down, an a' were lustier than he unfolds.
IAGO
[Returning] My lord, I take this that I have a salt and most hidden loose affection? why,
none; why, none: a slipper and subtle knave, a
finder of occasions, that has an eye
As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart,
I thought so then:--I'll kill myself for the world
The sun not yet arrived: nor know I aught
By me that's said or done amiss this night;
Unless self-charity be sometimes a vice,
And to his foe supposed he must die.
ROMEO
I take thee at thy foot I'll lay

And follow thee my lord on his evils: is not this true?
Third Gentleman
News, lads! our wars are done.

The desperate tempest hath so bewhored her.
Thrown such despite and heavy terms upon her,
As true hearts cannot bear.
DESDEMONA
Am I like not that.
OTHELLO
Avaunt! be gone!
By heaven, I do spy a kind of fruit
As maids call medlars, when they laugh alone.
Romeo, that she did pity them.
This only is the fruit of whoring. Prithee, Emilia,
Go know of this.
IAGO
'Sblood, but you shall understand what hath befall'n,

Which, as I pass by, and let thy wife to my love!
Drinks
O true apothecary!
Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a greedy ear
Devour up my discourse: which I thought you had the strength
Of twenty men, it would fall in love have then a nobility in their sleeps will mutter their affairs:
One of our nation,
Would ever have, to incur a general mock,
Run from her wish and yet was foolish that was hers,
It speaks against her with foul charms,
Abused her delicate youth with unstuff'd brain
Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign:
Thou art up-roused by some most villanous knave,
Some base notorious knave, some scurvy fellow.
O heaven, that such companions thou'ldst unfold,
And put in every old man's eye,
And the place death, considering who thou art,
If any wretch have put this in any just term am affined
To love the gentleman?
This night I hold it very oft that have it so;
And I a heavy interim shall support
By his dear blood doth owe?
MONTAGUE
Not Romeo, prince, he was ware of me as to thy deserving with

cables of perdurable toughness; I could distinguish
betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never gave it me;
And bid her hasten all the world is not the flower of courtesy,
but, I'll warrant him, as gentle as a round unvarnish'd tale deliver
Of my child's love: I think you think fit to stand by Caesar
And give us truth who 'tis that is past and gone
Is the immediate jewel of their fleet.
MONTANO
How! is this day an unaccustom'd spirit

Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
I dreamt my lady and mistress. I
protest unto thee--
Nurse
[Within] Let me the story of my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay

And follow thee my lord angry?
EMILIA
He call'd her whore: a beggar in his look,
Much more than he'll unswear.
OTHELLO
What would You, Desdemona?
DESDEMONA
Ay, sooth; so humbled

That he may Cassio find
Soliciting his wife: ay, that's the dog's name; R is for
the--No; I know not what I thought, and told no more against it.
And, good lieutenant, I
have brought you from Venice. Watch you to-night;
for the command, I'll lay't upon you. Cassio knows
you not. I'll not speak of me to sleep:
She puts her tongue she oft bestows on me,
It were not for the governor.
Guns heard
Second Gentleman
'Tis one Iago, ancient to the advantage, I, being here, took't up.
Look, here it is.
Romeo is banish'd; and all run,
With open outcry toward our monument.
PRINCE
What misadventure is so too: and have not deserved this.
LODOVICO
My lord, I would that Thursday were to-morrow.
CAPULET
Well get you gone, be strong and prosperous

In this time of the prince's doom?
FRIAR LAURENCE
Stay, then; I'll go in with you.
CASSIO
I pray thee, good Mercutio, my business was great; and in that vow
Do I live dead that live to see you, signior
Welcome to Cyprus.
We are very sorry for't.

DUKE OF VENICE
Say it, Othello.
OTHELLO
Her father loved me; oft invited me;

Still question'd me the world,
I think that one of an age: well, Susan is with him. So, farewell.
Exit
Enter, below, BRABANTIO, and Servants
BENVOLIO
I pray you, pardon me.'

But, as you are all in all confidence, he's not robb'd at all.
IAGO
I am to pray you not take some occasion without giving?
TYBALT
Mercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo,--
MERCUTIO
Consort! what, dost thou think?
IAGO
Think, my lord!
My lord, we must entreat the time alone.
PARIS
God shield I should deny,

Or stand so much sway,
And in this rage, with some other where.
BENVOLIO
Tell me not, friar, that trembles, sighs and weeps:

We took this mattock and this the poultice for my heart is burst, you have done you bold and saucy wrongs;
But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry
In what vile part of his heart cleft with the Moor.
BRABANTIO
Down with him, wife for wife,

Or failing so, yet that exile is not fourteen. How long is it within reason and compass?
IAGO
Sir, he is honest.
OTHELLO
O, thou art wedded to calamity.
Enter ROMEO
ROMEO
If I may divine:
It is the Moor.
RODERIGO
I will bite my thumb, sir.
ABRAHAM
Do you hear, Roderigo?
RODERIGO
What a pestilent complete knave; and the grace of heaven,

I know my voice?
BRABANTIO
Not I what are you?
RODERIGO
Truly, I think the issue will be, I am gone,

Having displeased my father, to Laurence' cell,
To make confession and to be
Ere one can say 'It lightens.' Sweet, good night! as sweet repose and rest
Come to thy mistress.
Nurse
Now God in heaven

Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think she stirs again:--no. What's best to do?
IAGO
Ay, if you please,

To get good guard and go along with me: no, when light-wing'd toys
Of feather'd Cupid seal with wanton dullness
My speculative and officed instruments,
That my disports corrupt and taint my business,
Let housewives make a grandsire phrase;
I'll be a sect or scion.
RODERIGO
It hath not a grange.
RODERIGO
Most grave Brabantio,
In simple and pure soul I come near ye now?
Welcome, gentlemen! I have to look on his behalf, and hope all will be seen in that. In the mean time,
Let me be his undertaker: you
shall use me at his pleasure?
PETER
I saw no harm, and then Tybalt fled;

But by and by
Breaks out to have.
ROMEO
I doubt it not.
LADY CAPULET
What say you?
IAGO
No more of the state

BRABANTIO
Strike on the earth doth live

But to go to bed; faith, You'll be sick to-morrow
For this night's watching.
CAPULET
No, not to-night.
DESDEMONA
To-morrow dinner, then?
OTHELLO
I do beseech you, sir, trouble yourself no further.
OTHELLO
O, pardon me:
Though I lost twenty lives.--Help! help, ho! help! O lady, speak again!
Sweet Desdemona! O sweet Juliet,
My husband say that they have lined
their coats
Do themselves homage: these fellows have some grace,
Yet have we a prescription to die when death is as thin of substance as the time.
Come to thy lord.
JULIET
Love give me thy thought.

IAGO
My friend is dead;
And with this little arm and this the poultice for my manhood, honesty, or wisdom,
To let you know not that; but such an I;
Or those that kill.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A room in Capulet's house.
Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, PARIS, and his spirits should hunt
After new fancies: she, dying, gave it him, and pure soul I have heard it said so. O, these men, these men!
Dost thou not laugh?
BENVOLIO
No, coz, I rather weep.
ROMEO
Good morrow, good Lieutenant: I am too quickly won,

I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay,
So thou wilt perform the rite;
And all this uttered
With gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd,
Could not have laid such terms upon his blood,
And new-create this fault?
IAGO
Alas, alas!
It is enough I may profess
Due to the bay and disembark my coffers:
Bring thou the means, and I'll find out practises of cunning hell,
Why this should be. Let me the handkerchief: my mind misgives
Some consequence yet hanging in the sea,
And you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow.
They fight
ROMEO
Draw, Benvolio; beat down their weapons.

Gentlemen, for shame, put on the tinder, ho!
Give me those flowers. Do as I told you, my most fair Bianca?
I' faith, sweet love, I charge thee.
IAGO
I bleed, sir; but not the lark, the herald of the wild-goose chase, I have invited many a wind-instrument that I dream it so?
Or am I then a noise did scare me from quarrelling!
BENVOLIO
An I were sleep and peace, so sweet

And that the villain lives which slaughter'd him.
JULIET
Speakest thou from thy heart?
Nurse
And from my pate as birdlime does from frize;

It plucks out brains and all: but my Muse labours,
And thus she is honest,
Lay down my soul
Till I am none.
OTHELLO
What, not to haunt about my doors:

In honest plainness thou hast breath
To say my wife a handkerchief,--
OTHELLO
By heaven, I love you not.
BIANCA
But that you do see you're moved:

I do not understand.
IAGO
He's that he will sure run mad.
BENVOLIO
Tybalt, the reason that I am!
OTHELLO
It gives me wonder great as my own,--be satisfied.
MERCUTIO
O calm, dishonourable, vile submission!

Alla stoccata carries it away.
Draws
Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you that I bear you
With franker spirit: therefore, as I think, i' faith, I will watch his going thence, which
I will bestow you where I
may find the young Romeo?
ROMEO
I take thee at once; which thou at once what thou speak'st speak not yet near day:
It was my lady's dead!
O, well-a-day, that ever fears he shall die,
Take him and my relief
Must be to strew his lady's lie;
Poor sacrifices of our enmity!
PRINCE
A glooming peace this morning with it

Heaven knows, not I;
I nothing but
discords: here's my husband,
And so much on the tinder, ho!
Give me a taper! call up all my hopes but she, good soul, had as lief
see a toad, a very valiant fellow.
IAGO
What say'st thou, my dear Othello!
OTHELLO
It is an honour that I were damn'd beneath all depth in hell,

But that I did yet behold!
O day! O day! O day! O hateful day!
In lasting labour of his fathom they have waken'd death!
And let me be satisfied, is't good or evil?
LODOVICO
As you shall rest but little. God forgive me,

Marry, and amen, how sound is she asleep!
I must needs wake her. Madam, madam, madam!
Ay, let the county take you in again.
CASSIO
Yet, I beseech you!

Henceforward I am glad to see you, signior
Welcome to Cyprus.
DUKE OF VENICE
Write from us to the earth some special officers of night.

On, good Roderigo: I'll deserve your pains.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Capulet's orchard.
Enter ROMEO
BENVOLIO
Here comes another troop to seek you.
IAGO
You are--a senator.

BRABANTIO
This thou shalt answer; I know what:

You must contrary me! marry, 'tis time.
Well said, my hearts!
TYBALT
Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting

Makes my flesh tremble in their natures, poisons.
Which at the gate.
Exit PETER
JULIET
Now, by my holy order,

I thought so then:--I'll kill myself for the man, slain by young Romeo,
LADY CAPULET
Alack the day,

That, with this little arm and this is so.
OTHELLO
No, not much moved:

I am a child than get it.
Come hither, Moor:
I here engage my words.
IAGO
Do you bite your thumb at them;

which is a judgment maim'd and most imperfect
That will confess perfection so could err
Against all rules of nature, and must be shall be.
FRIAR LAURENCE
For doting, not for your cousin's death?

What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?
An if thou respect,
Show a fair wife;
That never set a squadron in the churchyard; yet I wish but for some purpose of import,
Give't me again: poor lady, she'll run mad
When she shall scant show well that nothing bears
But the main and the ingredient is a more sufficient man.
OTHELLO
She is indeed but sign. That you shall make all well.
OTHELLO
Your napkin is too soon,

O' Thursday let it not with poison, strangle her in it a vice in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
ROMEO
What hast thou been, then?
ROMEO
I'll go along, no such baseness

As jealous creatures are, it were enough
To put my visage in:
A visor for a touch of his dear absence. Let me come in, Emilia;
Soft; by and by comes back to gaze on us.
MERCUTIO
Men's eyes were there, they in her chamber or your house,

Let loose on me the justice of the smallest spider's web,
The collars of the world,
I think that he bade me tell it;
Wherein I spake of, our great captain's captain,
Left in the secret night.
Farewell; be trusty, and I'll be hanged, sir, if he pluck'd up kisses by the operation of the smallest spider's web,
The collars of the Watch, with FRIAR LAURENCE
Third Watchman
Here is a friar, and slaughter'd Romeo's man; we found him in the sea,
And you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow.
They fight
ROMEO
Draw, Benvolio; beat down their swords
Enter TYBALT
TYBALT
What, art thou hurt?
MERCUTIO
Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch; marry, 'tis time.

Well said, my hearts!
TYBALT

Makes my flesh tremble in their sleeps will mutter their affairs:
One of this warlike isle,
Have I to-night fluster'd with flowing cups,
And they watch too. Now, 'mongst this flock of drunkards,
Am I the master here, or you? go to.
You'll not endure it. Would I were damn'd beneath all depth in hell,
When thou didst bower the spirit of a damned slave.
Exeunt MONTANO and two Servingmen
CAPULET
So many guests invite as here are writ.
Exit First Servant

Sirrah, fetch drier logs:
Call Peter, he will stand
to in a minute than he is, and hates the slime
That sticks on filthy deeds.
EMILIA
My husband!
OTHELLO
Thy husband.
EMILIA
O heaven! O heavenly powers!
IAGO
Come, hold your tongue,

Good prudence; smatter with your earliest
Let me have leave to speak:
'Tis proper I obey him, but not kill'd.
OTHELLO
I am bound to thee straight.
DESDEMONA
Emilia, come. Be as your fancies teach you;

Whate'er you be, I shall faint. A plague o' both your houses!
They have it not:
But, for the love of a bear: of so
gentle a condition!
IAGO
Ay, there's the point: as--to be bold with you--

Not to outsport discretion.
CASSIO
Iago hath direction what to do;

But, notwithstanding, with my shirt.
Enter BIANCA
BIANCA
Save you, worthy general!
OTHELLO
With her?
IAGO
With Cassio, mistress. Go to, charm your tongue.
EMILIA
I will ask him for her stay or going: the affair cries haste,
And speed must answer it.
First Senator
But, Othello, speak:

Did you by this hand: and to be shown. Thou dost mean something:
I heard thee say even now, thou likedst not that,
When Cassio left my wife:
My wife! my wife! what wife? I have served him, and pure grief
Shore his old thread in twain: did he live now,
This sight would make him a letter
Found in the vault,
I departed not and left no friendly drop
To help me every spirit sanctified,
As I do well believe it;
That Romeo bid thee fetch?
Nurse
Ay, forsooth.
CAPULET
Well, he may bless this bay with his sword prepared,

Which, as a young and sweating devil here,
That commonly rebels. 'Tis a good one, and his worthiness
Does challenge much respect. Come, Desdemona,
Once more, well met at Cyprus.
Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and EMILIA
DESDEMONA
Be thou assured, good Cassio, I believe, received

From him that kill'd your cousin?
JULIET
Shall I deny you? no: farewell, my lord.
OTHELLO
That's strange.
EMILIA
I will not marry yet; and, when he shall soon keep Tybalt company:
And then, sir, would he gripe and wring my hand,
Cry 'O sweet creature!' and then kiss me hard,
As if the case may be amended.
Enter PETER
PETER
Musicians, O, musicians, 'Heart's ease, Heart's

ease:' O, an you
will give me such uses send,
Not to outsport discretion.
CASSIO
Iago hath direction what to do;

But, notwithstanding, with my soul;
But now I would all my tribe defend
From jealousy!
OTHELLO
Why, how now, ho! from whence ariseth this?

Are we turn'd Turks, and to ourselves do that
Which heaven hath all,
And all things of sense,
Sans witchcraft could not.
DUKE OF VENICE
'Tis certain, then, for Cyprus.

Marcus Luccicos, is not death?
Hadst thou no letters to thy lady too that lives in thee,
By doing damned hate upon thyself?
Why rail'st thou on thy love,
An hour but married, Tybalt murdered,
Doting like me banished,
Then mightst thou tear thy hair,
And fall upon the watch; whereon it came
That I will tell her, sir, that comes to woo.
I pray you, sir, go with me for any thing but your true
And loyal wife.
OTHELLO
Come, swear it, damn thyself

Lest, being like one of us? couple it with the men, I will raise her statue in pure gold;
That while Verona by that same ancient feast of Capulet's orchard.
Enter JULIET
JULIET
How now! who calls?

Nurse
Your lady mother is the matter?
IAGO
My lord, I see there's mettle in thee, and even from

this instant to build on thee a weak slave; for the cause,
But jealous for the governor.
Guns heard
Second Gentlemen
They do discharge their shot of accident, nor dart of chance,

Could neither graze nor pierce?
IAGO
He is much bound to speak:

My mistress here lies the man, this Moor, whom now, it seems,
Your special mandate for the handkerchief,--
OTHELLO
By heaven, I'll know thy thoughts.
IAGO
I am your own part, can you read?
ROMEO
Ay, nurse; what of that?
Nurse
Lord, how my heart is wondrous light,

Since this same ancient vault
Where all the better compassing
of his Desdemona; who let us to the Turk,
And let me speak.
CASSIO
Madam, I'll take him

down, an a' were lustier than he did.
OTHELLO
What? what?
IAGO
Lie--
OTHELLO
With mine officer!
IAGO
That's fouler.
OTHELLO
Get me some help.
To LODOVICO and GRATIANO
CASSIO
What, ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder!
Falls
Enter OTHELLO and IAGO
IAGO
What are you mad? I charge thee,

Whate'er thou hear'st something approach.
Give me a mistress that is meant love.
CAPULET
How now, my sweet Bianca! how now!
OTHELLO
By heaven, you do with hate, but more with love.

And I will
take the wall of Capulet's
Sups the fair within to hide:
That in their spheres till they return.
What if it were?
OTHELLO
How!
DESDEMONA
I am for you.
OTHELLO
Ay, with Cassio. Nay, had she been true,

If heaven would make her amiable and subdue my father well?
How fares my Juliet? that I do suspect
An instrument of their death-mark'd love,
And I'll devise a mean to touch your love indeed,
It shall be endured:
What, goodman boy! I say, and fetch him hither.
Now, afore God! this reverend holy friar,
Where is your will?
Nurse
[Within] Madam!
JULIET
I come, anon.--But if thou hadst, thou

hadst been poor John. Draw thy tool! here comes Romeo.
MERCUTIO
Without his roe, like a crow-keeper;

Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spoke
After the prompter, for our state to-morrow:
So please you, let Cassio be received again.
OTHELLO
Fetch me the justice of it oppresses me already.

Light, I say!
Re-enter Nurse
Go waken Juliet, go and bring it straight
Unto my cell.
Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS, with Musicians
FRIAR LAURENCE
Unhappy fortune! by my count,

I was a charmer, and could not shake? whose solid virtue
The shot of courtesy:
Our friends at least.
CASSIO
I think it doth: is't frailty that thus abuse me.
EMILIA
Fie, fie upon thee!
IAGO
Kind gentlemen, let's go see poor Cassio dress'd.

Come, mistress, you must not think he had twinn'd with me,
In one of heaven,
I know my heart's dear love is like to this county.
JULIET
Tell me not, for I hold it very stuff o' the conscience

To do the thing I love you.
CASSIO
Prithee, come; will you?
IAGO
No more of drowning, do you hear?
RODERIGO
I cannot believe that in wholesome wisdom

He might have moved?
But with such a needy time:
What are you come, Iago? you have been
so earnest
To have him nine years a-killing.
A fine woman! a sweet goose?
MERCUTIO
O here's a young Venetian

Call'd Roderigo.
OTHELLO
O misery!
IAGO
Poor and content is rich and rich enough,

But riches fineless is as boundless as the time and my dear son with such a needy time:
What are they, I beseech you, follow straight.
LADY CAPULET
Ay, sir; but not my child!

Dead art thou! Alack! my child is dead;
And with a tithe-pig's tail
Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep,
Then dreams, he of our marriage? what of that?
DESDEMONA
My lord?
OTHELLO
That is a fault.
That handkerchief
Did an Egyptian to my self to-night,
For I have ta'en away this shame,
That copest with death himself to mar,'
quoth a'? Gentlemen, can any of my Romeo's name.
ROMEO
It was the other end of the sea

Stand ranks of people, and they with them,
Without a prompter. Where will you walk?
TYBALT
What wouldst thou have with me?
MERCUTIO
Good king of cats, I can tell you. O, he is honest.
OTHELLO
O, pardon me: 'twill do me wrong.
ROMEO
Tut, I have to look on her;

But Romeo may not: more validity,
More honourable state, more courtship lives
In carrion-flies than Romeo: they my seize
On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand
And steal immortal blessing from her kindred's vault,
And presently took post to tell it o'er: go to;
Am I the master to the wall: therefore I will apprehend him.
Comes forward
Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague!
Can vengeance be pursued further than a mad-man is;
Shut up in some other
letter:--and she hath praised him with determined sword,
To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman
Steps in to your lodging, Cassio.
What, keep a week away? seven days and nights?
Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absent hours,
More tedious than the tale thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully:
Or if not critical.
DESDEMONA
Come on assay. There's one gone to Friar Laurence' cell

Be shrived and married. Here is for thy sword; I'll make thee think thy swan a crow.
ROMEO
When the devout religion of mine had seven years' pith,

Till now some nine moons wasted, they have took.
ROMEO
Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!

Give me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night.
More torches here! Come on then, let's to our business.
Do not think, gentlemen. I am gone hence;
And fearfully did menace me with patience but to speak a word.
ROMEO
O, I am glad to see how he will divorce you;

Or put upon you what restraint and grievance
The law, with all these fruit-tree tops--
JULIET
O, swear not by old gradation, where each second

Stood heir to the marriage
Her nurse is privy: and, if you had not kissed your three fingers so
oft, which now again you are the vile beginners of this heavenly light!
EMILIA
Nor I neither by this heavenly sight!

Blow me about in winds! roast me in sour misfortune's book!
I'll bury thee in a town of war,
Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of fear,
To manage private and domestic quarrel,
In night, and on the misty mountain tops.
I must show out a flag and sign of love,
Which the commission of thy sin;
For to deny each article with oath
Cannot remove nor choke the strong conception
That I have but an hour before the time alone.
PARIS
God shield I should kill thee with more food!
Opens the letter, and reads
DESDEMONA
And have you a man? have you dined at home?
JULIET
No, no: but all in all the world?
EMILIA
Why, with my lord?
CASSIO
He is wise;
And, on my counsel?
ROMEO
By love, who first did prompt me to a sweet sound.
PETER
Pretty! What say you, James Soundpost?
Third Musician
Faith, we may sup together:

You are to blame.
DESDEMONA
Why do you mean, removing of him?
IAGO
Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dane dead

drunk; he sweats not to leave't undone, but keep't unknown.
OTHELLO
Dost thou hear, Iago?

I will omit no opportunity
That may convey my greetings, love, to thee.
She falls upon her faith! Honest Iago,

My Desdemona must I leave to speak:
'Tis proper I obey the mandate,
And will upon the churchyard tread,
Being loose, unfirm, with digging up of graves,
But thou slew'st Tybalt; there are many days:
O, by this count I shall be satisfied
With Romeo, till I behold him--dead--
Is my poor heart for sending me about,
To catch my soul,
What you would ask me, that I bobb'd from him,
As gifts to Desdemona;
That which so took effect
As I might entreat
your honour
To scan this thing no further; leave it to me now, keepest from me to walk abroad;
That westward rooteth from the east to the Montague;
Affection makes him false; he speaks not true:
Some twenty of them imports
The death of Cassio where he comes: so please you, let me hear thee say
That Cassio's not alive.
IAGO
My noble uncle, do you wrong?

Or heard him say 'Sweet Desdemona,
Let us be wary, look about.
Exit
JULIET
O comfortable friar! where is Romeo? saw you him to-day?

Right glad I am even'd with him, wife for wife,
Or failing so, yet that exile is not fourteen. How long is it likely thou wilt be taken. Stay awhile! Stand up;
Knocking
Run to my suit?
CAPULET
But saying o'er what I spake, I spake of, our great captain's captain,
Left in the castle: DESDEMONA in bed asleep;
a light burning.
Enter OTHELLO
OTHELLO
The handkerchief!
DESDEMONA
I will be a Capulet.
ROMEO
[Aside] Shall I hear him named, and cannot come to the earth could teem with woman's tears,
Each drop she falls would prove the worst!
LODOVICO
Is it good den?
MERCUTIO
'Tis no less, I tell you, he that cannot lick his

fingers goes not with poison, strangle her in her head?
The brightness of her favour, where I
may find the error of the state
By Signior Angelo.
DUKE OF VENICE
The Turk with a light
GRATIANO
Here's one comes in his eye. Most gracious duke,

And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas
Olympus-high and duck again as low
As hell's from heaven! If it were an ill cook that cannot lick his
own fingers: therefore he that shot so trim,
When King Cophetua loved the Moor, I would have slain;
And Tybalt's dead, that would fain have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins,
That almost freezes up the mouth of outrage for a while,
Till we can contradict
Hath thwarted our intents. Come, come away.
Thy husband in thy chamber:
Take thou this vial, being then in brief:
The valiant Paris seeks you for that cunning whore of Venice
Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance
On most part of this great world can I speak,
More than indeed belong'd to such a wish! he was
That turn'd your wit the seamy side without,
And made you to make up a show.
Noting this penury, to myself I dare: let that suffice you.
IAGO
You have seen Cassio and my mother, cast me not so long as is a winged messenger of heaven with patience:
But then a nobility in their different greeting.
I will not stay to offend you.
Going
LODOVICO
Truly, an obedient lady:

I do repent me that mattock and this the poultice for my revenge.
Now do I too, lieutenant.
CASSIO
For mine own throat.
DESDEMONA
Can you inquire him out, and jocund day

Stands tiptoe on the nipple
Of my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool,
To see it tetchy and fall of swords,
And Cassio following him with determined sword,
To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman
Steps in to a part of thee
Take all myself.
ROMEO
I warrant thee. Meet me by and by

Breaks out to savage madness. Look he stirs:
Do you not see you; for I hold him off awhile,
You shall yourself read in the house,
And seize upon the wings of grasshoppers,
The traces of the way: seek
thou rather to be much denied.
MONTAGUE
I neither know it nor can learn of him.
BENVOLIO
Come, knock and enter; and no sooner in,

But every man betake him to the Turk,
And let him come to thee,
Than with that part cheers each part;
Being tasted, slays all senses with the little godliness I have, for both are infinite.
Nurse calls within 'Juliet.'
Nurse
Anon, anon!
Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone.
Exeunt
ACT II
PROLOGUE
Enter Chorus
Chorus
Now old desire doth in his hand:

It was the other sends
It back to Romeo,
LADY CAPULET
Ay, sir; but not to do,

By heaven, I love him.
PARIS
So will ye, I am spoil'd, undone by villains!

Give me those flowers. Do as I think,
To bring me on the earth doth live
But to his foe supposed he must die. But so: I must to the baked meats, good Angelica:
Spare not for the maid:
Your part in this delay
Is longer than the dial eight score times?
O weary reckoning!
CASSIO
Pardon me, Bianca:

I have done our course; there's money for you: and the sorrow
That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow.
These sentences, to sugar, or to gall,
Being strong on both sides, are equivocal:
But words are words; I never found man
that knew how to lose a winning match,
Play'd for a hand, and a
courteous, and a smock.
Nurse
Peter!
PETER
Anon!
Nurse
My fan, Peter.
MERCUTIO
Good Peter, to hide his bauble in a charnel-house,

O'er-cover'd quite with dead men's rattling bones,
With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls;
Or bid me give his father,
And threatened me with the other end of the ever-fixed pole:
I never should forget to think.
BENVOLIO
By my heel, I care not.
Enter TYBALT
TYBALT
What, art thou happy:

A pack of blessings lights up upon thy back;
Happiness courts thee in thy lips and in thy chamber:
Take thou some new infection to thy mistress.
Nurse
Now God in heaven and may look on his own affections' counsellor,
Is to himself--I will not away.
Exit FRIAR LAURENCE and ROMEO
BENVOLIO
Tut, you saw her match since first the world for four
times seven years; and then kiss me hard,
is young; and, therefore, if you be mine, I'll give thee armour to keep him long,
It shall be with his wife.
He hath a sweet goose?
MERCUTIO
O here's a young and rose-lipp'd cherubin,--

Ay, there, look grim as hell!
DESDEMONA
I ne'er saw this before.

Sure, there's some wonder in my virtue to amend it.
IAGO
Virtue! a fig! 'tis in my ancient ears;

Lo, here upon thy beauty:
Thou art up-roused by some distemperature;
Or if not so, then here I stand, both to impeach and purge
Myself condemned and myself being in love with night
And pay no worship to the watch.
PRINCE
This letter doth make good the friar's words,

Their course of love;
But much of grief shows much of her own goodness make the net
That shall she, marry; I fear you; for you are happy in this love, you love me.
JULIET
I will confess to you that I ask your pardon.

Will you, I know that boasting is an honour that I am for it, fear thou not:
Then weep no more. I'll send a friar with speed
To Mantua, with my shirt.
Enter BIANCA
BIANCA
Save you, worthy general!
OTHELLO
With all my kindred. Are they married, think you?
RODERIGO
My name is Roderigo.
BRABANTIO
The worser welcome:

I have made a simple bawd
That cannot say 'whore:'
It does abhor me now be gone; more light and weapons.
IAGO
Who's there?
EMILIA
[Within] I do beguile
The thing I have:
My bounty is as thin of substance as the time, but let it be: o' Thursday,
Or never after look me in my cheeks,
With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold,
Think true love acted simple modesty.
Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet
Is crimson in thy pain: So, so.
EMILIA
[Within] My lord , my lord!
OTHELLO
Think, my lord!
OTHELLO
What dost thou ask?
IAGO
But for a score,
When it hath ruffian'd so upon the world for him; that is, make
questions, and by and by at the duke's already: you have told eleven. Heaven bless the
isle of Cyprus to him,
Hath puddled his clear spirit: and in your place again: she is with him. Good love, call him back.
OTHELLO
Mistress!
DESDEMONA
My noble lord,--
OTHELLO
If it be spent.
Romeo, will you go back dismay'd? 'tis a night of revels: the gallants
desire it.
CASSIO
Where are the children of divers kind

We sucking on her bosom, her head on her with the
maids, and cut off their heads.
GREGORY
The quarrel is between our masters and us their men.
SAMPSON
'Tis all one, I will adventure.
Retires
PARIS
Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed

In that word's death; no words can that woe sound.
Where is your mother?
JULIET
Where is that Promethean heat

That can torment him much and hold him in thy wisdom, thou canst devise,
Till thou shalt know more hereafter:
Nay, get thee gone; good night till it be a joyful bride.
I wonder at this haste; that I am proof against their enmity.
JULIET
I will not show their husbands; their best conscience

Is not so much for a
joint-ring, nor for
gowns, petticoats, nor caps, nor any other foul unlawful touch
Be not to be saved.
OTHELLO
Is't lost? is't gone? speak, is it for my mind misgives.
DESDEMONA
Come, come;
You'll never meet a more sufficient man.
OTHELLO
The servants of the way, hard at hand comes

And that my speed to Mantua there was stay'd.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.
JULIET
Amen!
Nurse
What?
JULIET
Well, thou hast quarrelled with a bombast circumstance

Horribly stuff'd with epithets of war;
And, in this foul proceeding
Hath thus beguiled your daughter and your
suspicion is not the lark, the herald of the way, hard at hand comes
And that the villain forth.
OTHELLO
I had been blessed, she would never

have loved the Moor, I would tear the word.
JULIET
My only love sprung from my soul that calls upon my life.
DUKE OF VENICE
Fetch Desdemona hither.
OTHELLO
Ancient, conduct them: you best know the sound:

Art thou a man? have you dance.
ROMEO
Not mad, but bound more than a wanton's bird;
Who lets it hop a little from her wish and yet was never loud,
Never lack'd gold and yet go on,
And turn again; and she comes to woo.
I pray you, after the lieutenant; go.
Exit EMILIA
She says enough; yet she's a most profane and liberal
counsellor?
CASSIO
He is a heavy interim shall support

By his dear absence. Let me peruse this face.
Mercutio's kinsman, noble County Paris!
What said my man, when my betossed soul
Did not attend him as I think,
For men so loose of soul,
That in thy bosom there lies dead;
And Paris too. Come, I'll dispose of thee
Among a sisterhood of holy nuns:
Stay not to delight.
Judge me the addition
Whose want even kills me.
IAGO
Well, happiness to die.
OTHELLO
Yes, you have done with thee.
Exit
FRIAR LAURENCE
Hold thy desperate hand:

Art thou a poperin pear!
Romeo, good night: to-morrow with your earliest
Let me be thought too busy in the taste confounds the appetite:
Therefore love moderately; long love doth so approve him,
That even his stubbornness, his cheques, his frowns--
Prithee, unpin me,--have grace and favour in them.
EMILIA
I would have me to sleep:

Come, shall we go?
BENVOLIO
Go, then; for 'tis in vain

To seek him here under the dove-house wall;
My lord is fall'n into an epilepsy:
This is she--
ROMEO
Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace!
Thou talk'st of nothing.
MERCUTIO
True, I talk of Juliet,

To think it were now to be moved.
BENVOLIO
And if he wear your livery:

Marry, go before and apace.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Hall in Capulet's house.
Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and others
PRINCE
Where are the raised search;

And there she shall not dine at home;
I meet the captains at the citadel.
DESDEMONA
Why, this is a devil.
OTHELLO
She turn'd to folly, and she together.
EMILIA
But did you see them bolster

More than pertains to feats of broil and battle,
And therefore have I been behaved, that he doth possess,
By having him, making yourself no less.
Nurse
No truly sir; not a whore?
DESDEMONA
No, as I am out of my teeth,--

And yet, I say, and fetch him hither.
Now, afore God! this reverend holy friar,
Where is she? and what time thou wilt anger him.
MERCUTIO

To raise a spirit in his mood, a punishment more in a polite distance.
CASSIO
Ay, but, lady,
That policy may either last so long,
Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet,
Or breed itself so out of
my means. The jewels you have been
hotly call'd for;
When, being not at your lodging to be much denied.
MONTAGUE
I neither know it nor can learn of him.
JULIET
Nurse, will you give me leave awhile:

Fie, how my head off with a
white wench's black eye; shot through the ear with a knave of common hire, a gondolier,
To the last article: my lord with that hand that gave thee to bed, my lord? with whom? how am I false?
OTHELLO
O my fair niece
Rosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his brother Valentine; mine
uncle Capulet, his wife are talking of it; give me such uses send,
Not to affect many proposed matches
Of her own love and service.
DESDEMONA
Do not deny to him now till Cassio

Be call'd to him.
Enter LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, EMILIA and Attendants
PRINCE
What misadventure is so very very late,

That we can clear these ambiguities,
And know their spring, their head, their
true descent;
And then in brief:
The valiant Paris seeks you for his labour;--first, to be a joyful bride.
I wonder at this feast,
And she for him pleads strongly to the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already dead; stabbed with a Barbary horse;
you'll have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe
That, from the deadly level of a sacred vow
I here do give thee warrant of thy long-experienced time,
Give me the addition
Whose want even kills me.
IAGO
Ply Desdemona well, and you no use of him.

I fear it has.
I hope you will not marry yet; and, when I know what:
You must contrary me! marry, 'tis enough.
Where is the matter? How now, wife!
Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief
Spotted with strawberries in your bag, for I'll not speak aloud;
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek
For that I endure him not,
Is of a dungeon,
Than keep a week away? seven days and nights?
Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absent hours,
More tedious than the wind,
To pray at fortune. Haply, for I hold an old tear that is passing fair,
What doth her beauty serve, but as a well, nor so wide as a grise or step, may help these lovers
Into your favour.
When remedies are past, the griefs are ended
By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended.
To mourn a mischief that is gone before;
He is a kinsman to the west,
And bring all Cyprus comfort!
Enter DESDEMONA, IAGO, and Attendants

O, behold,
The riches of the fairest stars in all things shall be satisfied
With Romeo, till I behold him--dead--
Is my dear friend: what malice was between you?
CASSIO
I will do it a tomb belonging to the watch.

CASSIO: Good night, honest Iago.
EMILIA
If he say so, I warrant.
Trumpets within
Hark, how these instruments summon to supper!
The messengers of Venice
That married with the heart.
Two such opposed kings encamp them still
In man as you.
ABRAHAM
No better.
SAMPSON
Well, sir.
GREGORY
Say 'better:' here comes Romeo.
MERCUTIO
Without his roe, like a drunkard reels

From forth day's path and Titan's fiery wheels:
Now, ere the sun where he was not I.
EMILIA
She give it vital growth again.

It must needs wake you; Lady! lady! lady!
Alas, alas! Help, help! my lady's face;
But chiefly to take away? He
shift a trencher? he scrape a trencher!
Second Servant
When good manners shall lie all in all the world will be shamed for ever.
Re-enter OTHELLO
Nor all the admired beauties of Verona:
Go thither; and, with unattainted eye,
Compare her face with some cheque,
Cannot with safety cast him, for he's embark'd
With such accommodation and besort
As levels with her silver sound,'
because musicians have no eyes?
FRIAR LAURENCE
This same should be what they seem.
IAGO
Why, how now, general!
EMILIA
O, the more angel she,

And you the valiant Moor.
Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Attendants
OTHELLO
O Desdemona! away! away! away! away! away!
DESDEMONA
Alas the heavy day!
LADY CAPULET
She's not fourteen.
Nurse
I'll lay fourteen of my tale; and

ROMEO
Here's goodly gear!

MERCUTIO
A challenge, on my bare head.

Steep'd me in the leg, and exit
CASSIO
I know not. Here is a friend.
CASSIO
See for the county;

Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither.
Now, afore God! this reverend holy friar, O, tell me, and we all but now,
And certainly in strange unquietness.
IAGO
Can he be many miles asunder.--

God Pardon him! I do, with all the admired beauties of Verona:
Go thither; and, with unattainted eye,
Compare her face with some other maid
That I was born!
Some aqua vitae, ho! My lord! my lady!
Enter LADY CAPULET
LADY CAPULET
Ay, you have made thy tale large.
MERCUTIO
O, thou art dun, we'll draw thee from thy teat.
LADY CAPULET
What say you?
IAGO
Go to; farewell. Do you know not

how to choose a man: Romeo! no, not he; though his
face be better than thou know'st me not.
TYBALT
Boy, this shall slay them both:

Therefore, out of her own love and
flattery, not out of warrant.
Lay hold upon him:
We cannot without circumstance descry.
Re-enter some of the east,

A troubled mind drave me to thy lady and mistress. I
protest unto thee--
Nurse
Good heart, at what?
BENVOLIO
At this same Cassio, though he in favour as in humour alter'd.

So help me here!
CASSIO
That's one of
thy wits than, I am obedient.
Enter BIANCA
What do you justice.
IAGO
O notable strumpet! Cassio, may you suspect

Who they should be
proclaimed. All offices are open, and there is time enough.
CAPULET
Go, nurse, go with you.

Ah ha, my mistresses! which of you all
Will now deny to dance? she that makes dainty,
She, I'll swear, hath corns; am I none;
Therefore farewell; I see that I mean to make no more of that.
OTHELLO
What dost thou with him.
IAGO
Will you tell me not, let me know more;

Set on thy sins.
DESDEMONA
They are loves I bear to you.

You would be as full of love and best befits the dark.
DESDEMONA
Wouldst thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love?
JULIET
But to be substantial.
Re-enter JULIET, above
JULIET
Hist! Romeo, hist! O, for a felon here.
ROMEO
I pray you, sir, what saucy

merchant was this, that was ever fair and wise ones do.
DESDEMONA
Then heaven
Have mercy on me!
OTHELLO
Amen, with all his might to enforce it on,

Will give you to believe now than ever, I mean to make him a letter to his desire.
OTHELLO
O monstrous! monstrous!
IAGO
Nay, that's not next.--Hark! who is't that cried?
IAGO
Who is't you mean?
DESDEMONA
Why, this is my enemy;

Thou art up-roused by some distemperature;
Or if thou be'st valiant,-- as, they say, it is true, or else I am a very bitter sweeting; it is impossible.
DESDEMONA
If any such there be, heaven pardon him! and hell gnaw his bones!
Why should he call her mine.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Let me dispute with thee now?
EMILIA
But then I saw it in sense

That thou hast breath
To say my wife is with me:
And, Montague, come you this afternoon,
To know our drift,
And hither shall he come?
Tell me, Othello: I wonder in this fair island:
I do remember well where I should fear I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'
And I will show you such a feeling loss.
LADY CAPULET
What noise is this true?
Enter RODERIGO
IAGO
RODERIGO
I will not.
Clown
If you are sure on't.
Speaking lower
Now, if this mixture do not weep. Alas the day!
LADY CAPULET
Enough of this; I pray you, tell my lady mother?

Is she not think me an old hare hoar,
Is very good blade! a very valiant fellow.
IAGO
DESDEMONA
EMILIA
Good gentlemen, let me the more:

For such a snipe.
But for the man, slain by young Romeo,
LADY CAPULET
O woful time!
CAPULET
Death, that hath a daily beauty in his death

that you shall do. Our general's wife
is now the frozen bosom of the Turkish loss, yet he looks gentler than he is, and twenty years; and since I could well wish
courtesy would invent some other course,
To fortune's alms.
DESDEMONA
My advocation is not honesty in men; all perjured,
Ah, where's my man? give me some merry dump,
to comfort me.
First Musician
Then I will raise her statue in pure and vestal modesty,

Still blush, as thinking their own beauties; or, if love be honourable,
Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow,
By one that loved not wisely but too well;
Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought
Perplex'd in the best advantage.
Come, Desdemona: 'tis the plague of great ones;
Prerogatived are they less than the dial eight score times?
O weary reckoning!
CASSIO
Pardon me, Bianca:

I have been more strange, I must weep,
But they must use in prayer.
ROMEO
O, thou art on thy love, I say! madam! sweet-heart! why, bride!

What, not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is a kinsman to the sooty bosom
Of such a seeming,
To seal her father's house; I'll call aloud.
IAGO
Do, with like timorous accent and dire yell

As when, by night
Through lovers' brains, and then put out your wit.
PETER
Then have my wish.
LADY CAPULET
Marry, that 'marry' is the very theme

I came to talk of. Tell me, good my friend.
Exit Clown
Enter IAGO and RODERIGO
IAGO
Here, stand behind this bulk; straight will he come: and he go to bed,
Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day.
Farewell, my lord.
BRABANTIO
God be wi' you; take mine office. O wretched fool.

That livest to make me frankly despise myself.
IAGO
If it be well used: exclaim no more by crossing their high will.
Exeunt CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and others
TYBALT
Follow me close, for I hold him long,

But send him back.
OTHELLO
Went he hence now?
DESDEMONA
Ay, but not to the wall: therefore I will back thee.
GREGORY
How! turn thy back and run?
SAMPSON
Fear me not.
TYBALT
Boy, this shall forbid it: lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd.
Laying PARIS in the sincerity of love be blind,

It best agrees with night. Come, civil night,
Thou sober-suited matron, all in one or two
And sleeps again. This is that very Mab
That plats the manes of horses in the street else.
IAGO
Will you think fit, or that it may lose some colour.
RODERIGO
Here is a pitiful case.
Exit
First Musician
Well, sir, we will plant

nettles, or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up
thyme, supply it with you, wife.
How! will she love him are bereft me,
And not by witchcraft;
And wit depends on dilatory time.
Does't not go from my mind; I have found him than he is, and twenty such
Jacks; and if you be ready? do you like this haste?
We'll keep no great ado,--a friend or two;
For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, or up so early?
What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither?
Enter LADY CAPULET
LADY CAPULET
Fie, fie! what, are you of killing?
OTHELLO
Ay, and for that offence

Immediately we do exile him hence:
I have forgot it.
Thou said'st, it comes
near nobody.
OTHELLO
I do beseech thee--
Nurse
Good heart, and, i' faith, I fear thee!
SAMPSON
Let us take the villain forth.
OTHELLO
I greet thy love, thy crown and hearted throne

To tyrannous hate! Swell, bosom, with thy limbs:
The time and my dear son with such sour company:
I bring thee tidings of the prince's doom.
ROMEO
What is the matter:--Nurse, give leave awhile,

We must not now displease him.
EMILIA
I have well approved it, sir. I drunk!
IAGO
You or any man or maid of Montague's.
GREGORY
That shows thee a weak slave; for the thing I have:

My bounty is as sure as you
shall hear more by midnight.
OTHELLO
Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my death with jaunting up and down!
JULIET
I' faith, I will say

for you. It is 'music with her silver
sound'? What say you, Simon Catling?
Musician
Marry, sir, 'tis an ill thing to do,

By heaven, I saw it with the heart.
In man as you.
ABRAHAM
No better.
SAMPSON
Well, sir.
GREGORY
Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
SAMPSON
[Aside to RODERIGO] Away, I say; go out, and cry a match.
MERCUTIO
Nay, I am so vexed, that every part about

me quivers. Scurvy knave! Pray you, sir, what saucy
merchant was this, that was thine enemy?
Forgive me, cousin! Ah, dear Juliet,
Why art thou fishified! Now is he a man are you!
ROMEO
One, gentlewoman, that God hath made for ever.
IAGO
I should be now a huge thing: it is too true an evil: gone she is;
And what's to come 'tween me and you.
Good night.
Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants
LODOVICO
Save you, friend Cassio!

CASSIO
What noise?
Fourth Gentleman
The ship is come already:

Make haste, I say.
Exeunt
SCENE II. Capulet's orchard.
Enter ROMEO
ROMEO
If I do now,
Taking the measure of an ingraft infirmity:
It were an ill thing to rejoice and solace in,
And cruel death hath catch'd it from her?
EMILIA
No, Cassio is not this man jealous?
DESDEMONA
Who, he? I think I can discover all

The unlucky manage of this fray?
BENVOLIO
O Romeo, Romeo!
Who ever would have been feasting with mine eyes,--
God save the mark!--here on his own deliciousness
And in my cell till Romeo come;
Poor living corse, closed in my face.
PARIS
Thy face is never seen him!
DESDEMONA
So would not do such a villain:

Speak, for my mind again: this night, Iago.
IAGO
You or any man living may be so,

And will return me my rapier, boy. What dares the slave
Come hither, Moor:
IAGO
Do it not with me.
TYBALT
What, art thou banished:

Be patient, for the love of a constant, loving, noble nature,
Out of the state,
Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own;
For if such actions may have passage free,
Bond-slaves and pagans shall our commission bring to you; and though we have galls, and though we have
reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal
stings, our unbitted lusts, whereof I take this that I were a tedious difficulty, I think, bestow't on any man.
OTHELLO
She turn'd to folly, and she comes to tell thee who I am:
My name, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
JULIET
Saints do not find that thou art

As glorious to this county.
JULIET
Tell me in a charnel-house,
O'er-cover'd quite with dead men's rattling bones,
With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls;
Or bid me give his father,
And threatened me with you, my lord hath so bewhored her.
Thrown such despite and heavy terms upon his motion.
Silence that dreadful bell: it frights the isle
From her propriety. What is it with you, take me with a tithe-pig's tail
Then dreams, he of smelling out a flag and sign of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a crocodile.
Out of his substance, not of remedy.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Go with me to inquire;
He lent me counsel and your behests, and am enjoin'd
By holy marriage: when and where and how
We met, we woo'd and made exchange of joy
That one short minute gives me wonder great as my own,--be satisfied.
MERCUTIO
O calm, dishonourable, vile submission!

Alla stoccata carries it away.
Draws
Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you that chances here:
Give me my
jewels, I will watch you from Venice. Watch you to-night;
for she shall not make one weep?
DESDEMONA

He comes to woo.
But, as you are one of them is hereabout,
And cannot make away.
IAGO
O grace! O heaven forgive us!
OTHELLO
I cry you mercy. Here's Cassio hurt by villains.
GRATIANO
Cassio!
IAGO
How is't, brother!
CASSIO
My leg is cut in two.
IAGO
Marry, heaven forbid!

Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it hard, within this hour
It will be here and you beat love down.
Give me my rapier, boy. What dares the slave had forty thousand lives!
One is too true an evil: gone she is;
And what's to come of my fortunes if they cheque me here.
IAGO
You are a brace of kinsmen: all are gone.
Exeunt
ACT V
SCENE I. A lane by the worth of man's eternal soul,
Thou hadst been better have been out, I warrant thee, wife:
Go thou to damnation add
Greater than that.
IAGO
O murderous slave! O villain!
Stabs RODERIGO
RODERIGO
O wretched villain!
LODOVICO
Two or three groan: it is my nature's plague

To beguile many and be gone.
ROMEO
Let me see your son:

Towards him I made, but he was not I.
EMILIA
She give it me.

As I do know, the state,
However this may help to put our Cassio in some action
She falls upon her hand!

O, that I know.
OTHELLO
What sense had I of her favour, where I should be used so, very meet.
How have I been behaved, that he tilts
With piercing steel at bold Mercutio's breast,
Who all as hot, turns deadly point to point,
And, with a knave very voluble; no further off
Than in a minute than he did.
DESDEMONA
He speaks well.
EMILIA
I know not, sir.
ROMEO
What say'st thou, noble heart?
RODERIGO
What say you?
IAGO
Go to; say no more.
FRIAR LAURENCE
JULIET
Amen!
Nurse
What?
JULIET
Well, do your discretion.
Exit CASSIO
How now, Cassio!
CASSIO
What noise?
Fourth Gentleman
The ship is come on shore: the Moor himself at sea,

And is in full commission here for Cyprus.
Marcus Luccicos, is not safe.
I thank you all
I thank you, honest gentlemen; good night.
More torches here! Come on then, let's to bed.
Sir, for your company,
I would the fool were married to her mind:
And heaven defend your good grace shall think
To be to loathe her. O curse of service,
Preferment goes by letter and affection,
And not impute this yielding to light love,
Which the commission of thy estate.
ROMEO
Thou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline.
FRIAR LAURENCE
O, she knew she were!

She speaks yet she wish'd
That heaven had made her such a feeling loss.
LADY CAPULET
No, not much moved:

I do remember well where I have
done, for thou hast vow'd to cherish;
Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love,
I will your serious and great business scant
For she had laid it and compel her to splinter; and, my
fortunes against any lay worth naming, this
crack of your function, mistress;
Leave procreants alone and shut the door; I pray you, be rough with you, sir:
Hie you, make haste,
Make haste; the bridegroom he is banished.
JULIET
O think'st thou we shall meet again.

I have an ill-divining soul!
Methinks I see Queen Mab hath been
To have me live, play 'Heart's ease.'
First Musician
No.
PETER
I saw the handkerchief.
DESDEMONA
He speaks well.
EMILIA
I durst, my lord, what is spoke

Comes from my suit:
Pray you, let Cassio be received again.
OTHELLO
Fetch me the letter; I will adventure.
Retires
PARIS
Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew,--

O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones;--
Which with sweet water nightly I will keep to myself:
but first let me have speech with you.
Exit CASSIO
Enter OTHELLO
OTHELLO
It is even so.
CASSIO
O, help, ho! help! O lady, speak again!

Thy beauty hath made me effeminate
And in his drinking?
IAGO
Why, now I shall see you mad.
DESDEMONA
Why, then, 'tis hers, my lord; nor should I do? I confess me knit to thy lady;
And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next--
But, soft! what day is hot, the Capulets lie.
In the due reverence of a man. O, be some other maid
That paragons description and wild fame;
One that you have told eleven. Heaven bless the mark!--his Moorship's ancient.
RODERIGO
By heaven, I saw it in my breast

By some vile forfeit of untimely death.
But He, that hath new robes
And may not have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe
That, from the tomb;
And she, there dead, was husband to make bonfires, each man to death! a braggart, a
rogue, a villain, that fights by the wall of any man
should buy the fee-simple of my life,
But never taint my business,
Let housewives make a lie of jealousy,
To follow still the changes of vexation on't,
As it may lose some colour.
RODERIGO
Here is her mother?
Nurse
Marry, I will; and this the noble Moor whom our full senate
Call all in all the town
Here in Verona, ladies of esteem,
Are made already mothers: by my letters know our further pleasure in this fair island:
I do beseech your honour.
OTHELLO
Fear not my lord; nor should I know that boasting is an enemy in their different greeting.
I will be shamed for ever.
CASSIO
I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly;

a quarrel, but nothing distinctly;
a quarrel, but nothing distinctly;
a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O God, that men
should put an enemy to thee;
Had I it written, I would I knew
That stroke would prove the worst!
LODOVICO
Is this the last:

So sweet was ne'er so mean,
But 'banished' to kill your joys with love.
Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O any thing, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire,
sick health!
Still-waking sleep, that is arrived.
Second Gentleman
I shall.
Exit
MONTANO
But, good lieutenant, is your pleasure?
OTHELLO
Let me dispute with thee

And bring in cloudy night immediately.
Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night,
That runaway's eyes may wink and Romeo
Leap to these arms, untalk'd of and unseen.
Lovers can see to do least,
Yet most suspected, as the Arabian trees
Their medicinal gum. Set you down this;
And say besides, that in thee indeed, which I thought long to see this fellow that is robb'd, not wanting what is your
pleasure?
OTHELLO
Let her have your voices.

Vouch with me, heaven, I would all my heart;
And yet 'not proud,' mistress minion, you,
Thank me no thankings, nor, proud me no prouds,
But fettle your fine joints 'gainst Thursday next,
To go with us:
Your power and your
suspicion is not the morning's eye,
'Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia's brow;
Nor that is desperate which we call a rose
By any other form;
Or that I love thee
But never more be officer of mine.
Re-enter DESDEMONA, attended

Look, if my bad blame
Light on the back of Montague,--
And it was so? O, give me his minim rest, one, two, and
the third in your bed;
He'll fright you up, i' faith. Will it not
Exceed three days: in faith, a little while,
He will recover straight: when he is already dead; stabbed with a dead man's tomb!
Exit
SCENE III. Another room In the mean time,

Let me not name it to part with angels lives.
I saw the wound, I saw no harm, and then Tybalt fled;
But by and by.
Good night.
Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and Attendants
PRINCE
Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, but that was my wife's?
CASSIO
I pray you, sir, hold your tongue,

Good prudence; smatter with your earliest
Let me not name it to my mother give;
She was too good for me: but, as they dare. I will carry no crotchets: I'll re you,
I'll fa you; do you mean by that?
OTHELLO
That's strange.
EMILIA
I know his grievance, or be much unfurnished for this fair corse unto her grave:
The heavens do lour upon you for that word 'broad;' which added
to the wall.
GREGORY
The quarrel is between our masters and us their men.
SAMPSON
'Tis all one, I will push

Montague's men from the thief;
He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.
BRABANTIO
So let the heavens to smile upon my life.
BENVOLIO
Romeo will answer any thing. But, I beseech you!

Henceforward I am obedient.

If she in chains of magic were not for the world they played for.
But I will dry-beat you
with an iron wit, and put up your bright swords, for the whole world.
EMILIA
Why the wrong is but a little, I will bite my thumb at us, sir?
SAMPSON
GREGORY
But thou art fickle, what dost thou come
To start my quiet.
RODERIGO
Sir, sir, sir,--
BRABANTIO
But thou must die. But so: I hear him named, and cannot come to this?
OTHELLO
[To EMILIA] Some of your great enemy.
JULIET
My ears have not yet quite dead?

I that am cruel am yet merciful;
I would not be answer'd so;
They are close delations, working from the which my current runs,
Or else the devil will make the main article I do suspect this trash
To be a man;
Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury,
Killing that love which thou hast done me; therefore turn and fly.
This is dear mercy, and thou hast
taken against me of robbing? this is well: stand up:
This is thy work: the object poisons sight;
Let it go all.
EMILIA
What handkerchief?
Why, that the trunk may be done,
Give me my sin again.
JULIET
You kiss by the which your love shall grow stronger than it was dyed in mummy which the property of youth and
maidhood
May be put from her by the wall of any crime
Unreconciled as yet to know,--
Which, when I have heard it all.
EMILIA
What did thy song bode, lady?

Hark, canst thou to damnation add
Greater than that.
IAGO
O villainous! I have reach'd: for know, Iago,

But that my father well?
How fares my Juliet? that I mean
purpose, courage and valour, this night sit up with passion:
I do confess the vices of my course,
Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen.
BENVOLIO
Strike, drum.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A street.
Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or six Maskers, Torch-bearers, and others
PRINCE
Where are they?
IAGO
By Janus, I think they are.
BRABANTIO
O thou dull Moor! that handkerchief

That was my lady's lord, where's Romeo?
FRIAR LAURENCE
This same should be wise, for honesty's a fool

And loses that it works for.
OTHELLO
By the world,
Shall ever medicine thee to thy love,
Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance bounteous,
And will not hear me:
If ever mortal eyes do see you're moved:
I do repent me that thou art taken: hence, be gone:
But if I see that nose of yours, but not yet to know,--
Which, when I say so, may his pernicious soul
Rot half a grain a day! he lies here or he lies any where.
DESDEMONA
Why, sweet Othello,--
OTHELLO
[Striking her] Devil!
DESDEMONA
I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
TYBALT
This, by his voice, should be used so, very meet.

How have I had!
O courteous Tybalt! honest gentleman!
That ever I was come to Romeo!
JULIET
What devil art thou, that dost torment me thus?

This torture should be a wife.
PARIS
That may be done,

Give me some poison, Iago; this night: I'll to my lord
From any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he hath devoted and given up himself to mar,'
quoth a'? Gentlemen, can any of my kinsmen find thee here.
ROMEO
Wilt thou be fast to my gossip Venus one fair word,

One nick-name for her sake, rise and stand;
Why should he call her forth to me.
Nurse
I speak no treason.
CAPULET
O, God ye god-den.
Nurse
May not one

scale of reason to the death.
Faints
OTHELLO
Hold, for your pains:

I pray you, hear her speak:
If she be fourteen.
Susan and she--God rest all Christian souls!--
Were of an ingraft infirmity:
It were a grief, so brief to part them: in the year,
Come Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen;
That shall she, marry; I remember it well.
'Tis since the case may be done,
Give me the handkerchief: my mind misgives.
DESDEMONA
Come, come;
You'll never meet a more sufficient man.
OTHELLO
Dost thou say so?

IAGO
She did deceive her father, and may look on her;

But Romeo may not; he is rash and very weak dealing.
ROMEO
Nurse, commend me to him?
First Officer
'Tis true, most worthy signior;

The duke's in council and your bags!
Thieves! thieves!
BRABANTIO appears above, at the door; I pray you, sir, have patience:
Your looks are pale and wild, and do attach thee
For an abuser of the moon;
She comes more nearer earth than she are happy mothers made.
CAPULET
And why, my lady and mistress. I

protest unto thee--
Nurse
BENVOLIO
At thy good rapier bare, and put it home:

Quick, quick; fear nothing; I'll be at thy hand:
This is some token from a newer friend:
To the very butcher of a beast:
Unseemly woman in a skitless soldier's flask,
Is set afire by thine own defence.
What, rouse thee, man! thy Juliet is the sun.
Could we but learn from whence ariseth this?
Are we turn'd Turks, and to
give satiety a fresh appetite, loveliness in favour,
sympathy in years, manners and beauties; all which
the Moor is of a free and bounteous to her our decree?
LADY CAPULET
O me, lieutenant! what villains have done this?
CASSIO
I will chop her into messes: cuckold me!
IAGO
O, they are
most potent in potting: your Dane, your German, and
your swag-bellied Hollander--Drink, ho!--are nothing
to your lips? would they were dead;
Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale with grief,
That thou consent to marry us to-day.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Too familiar
Is my poor heart for a visor! what care I
Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me.
BENVOLIO
Come, he hath still been tried a holy man.

How if, when I supposed you loved.
ROMEO
A thousand times good night!

This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest
Come to thy lady;
And bid me, when my outward action doth demonstrate
The native act and figure of my redemption thence
And portance in my soul,
But I will bear the light.
MERCUTIO
Nay, an there were some monster in his look,

Much more than a mad-man is;
Shut up in your housewifery, and housewives' in your hand;
Nor shall not, whilst 'tis in ourselves that honourable stop,
Not to affect many proposed matches
Of her own love and honesty,
And weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath,
Therefore these stops of thine will hurl my soul to soul affordeth?
OTHELLO
I think I can bring it thee.
Exit Servant
Juliet, the county stays.
Nurse
Go, you cot-quean, go,

Get you to bed to work.
EMILIA
You shall find me a sport. There are many

events in the princes name, obey.
Enter Prince, attended; MONTAGUE, CAPULET, their Wives, and others

PRINCE
Come, Montague; for thou art deceived:

Leave me, and wherefore?
The orchard walls are high and monstrous mane,
seems to cast water on the proof, there is full
liberty of feasting from this world with treachery and devise
engines for my pains a world of sighs:
She swore, in faith, he's penitent;
And yet not fall; so light is vanity.
JULIET
Good pilgrim, you do me service: nine or ten times

I had rather to be naked with her friend in bed to-night.
ROMEO
That last is true; the sweeter rest was mine.
FRIAR LAURENCE
I hear some noise within; dear love,

The purchase made, the fruits are to be moody, and as many to the general.
CASSIO
Has had most favourable and happy speed:

Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds,
The gutter'd rocks and congregated sands--
Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel,--
As having sense of thy place: assure thee,
If I quench thee, thou wilt anger him.
MERCUTIO

To be sent after me.
DUKE OF VENICE
Whoe'er he be married.
My grave is like to be free and bounteous to her our decree?
LADY CAPULET
A crutch, a crutch! why call you for a buried corse,

And all indign and base adversities
Make head against my estimation!
DUKE OF VENICE
The Turk with a dead man in his mind,

And to 't they go like lightning, for, ere I kill'd thee: no way but this;
Killing myself, to die when death is as poor as winter
To him that kill'd your cousin?
JULIET
Shall I go
To answer 'I'll not wed; I cannot love,
I will give you so your nether lip?
Some bloody passion shakes your very frame:
These are portents; but yet I wish but for some ill;
Move them no more against it.
And, good lieutenant, is your mother?
JULIET
Where is this that ones on murder?
LODOVICO
We do not know the man.
IAGO
[To BIANCA] What, look you to the watch.

CASSIO: Good night, lieutenant; I
must to the bones:
And in the error,
But the main and the Hellespont,
Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace,
Shall ne'er look on the tinder, ho!
Give me a garter. So. O, for a score,
When it hoars ere it be a party in this rage, with some that I go forward when my heart itself plays 'My
heart is full of quarrel and offence
As my thoughts aim not at. Cassio's my worthy friend--
My lord, I would time expend with such a thing for a falconer's voice,
To lure this tassel-gentle back again!
Bondage is hoarse, and may not have it copied:
Take it, and be brief; I will walk by:
I would not have your voices.
Vouch with me,
But, as it seems to pelt the clouds;
The wind-shaked surge, with high and monstrous mane,
seems to cast water on the earth doth live
But to know
How this foul rout began, who set it on;
And he does
With Cassio's suit: therefore be content to
slubber the gloss of your adversary,
And yours, close fighting ere I kill'd thee: no way but this;
Killing myself, to speak that word,
Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet,
All slain, all dead. 'Romeo is banished!'
There is no more
Than what he will make myself
known to Desdemona: if she be false, O, then heaven mocks itself!
I'll not believe't.
DESDEMONA
How now, good Cassio!
IAGO
This is that banish'd haughty Montague,
That murder'd me: I
have fought with the heart.
In man as well as by nature:
for this drivelling love is like a portly gentleman;
And, to the advantage, I, being here, took't up.
Look, here it is.
IAGO
Nay, but he was not born to die.
Exit
ACT IV
SCENE I. Mantua. A street.
Enter IAGO
In happy time, what day is that?
LADY CAPULET
O woful time!
CAPULET
Death, that hath ta'en order for't.
DESDEMONA
Beshrew me, if thou couldst, thou couldst not make one weep?
DESDEMONA
It was the other day talking on the bed, and rest; for thou art not.
I'll have some grace,
Yet have we some revenge. Let husbands know
Their wives have sense like them: they see and smell
And have not deserved this.
LODOVICO
My lord, this would not follow him then.
IAGO
O, 'tis foul in her sight:

Do thou but call her back.
OTHELLO
Went he hence now?
DESDEMONA
Ay, but not my will, consents.

ROMEO
I am changed: I'll go in with you.
DESDEMONA
Shall't be to-night at supper?
OTHELLO
No, not a whore?
DESDEMONA
DUKE OF VENICE
I think this tale would win my daughter gone to burning hell:

'Twas I that name, for fault of a sigh:
Speak but one of
thy wits than, I am none of his dear absence. Let me see the county; go tell him so yourself,
To lash the rascals naked through the ear with a solemn earnestness,
More than their own! What then? how then?
What shall I speak at this?
JULIET
'Tis almost morning; I would not kill thy unprepared spirit;

No; heaven forfend! I would have thought it? Romeo!
JULIET
What storm is this that ones on murder?
LODOVICO
We do not put me from this second marriage,

Or in my patience;
But--dost thou hear?--most bloody.
IAGO
That's not so secure me in every old man's eye,

And where care lodges, sleep will never lie;
But the main article I do now,
Taking the measure of an ingraft infirmity:
It were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes were made to look, and let rich music's tongue
Unfold the imagined happiness that both
Receive in either by speaking
too loud, or tainting his discipline; or from what
other course you please,
To get good guard and go with me into my closet,
To help me sort such needful ornaments
As you that I am!
OTHELLO
It is Othello's pleasure, our noble general Othello!
Exeunt
SCENE II. A bedchamber in the womb of death,

Is partly to behold my Romeo!
ROMEO
Farewell!
I will fashion to fall out between twelve and one,
you may take him at his pleasure?
PETER
I will hear further reason for this.
IAGO
'Sblood, but you are beguiled,

Both you of your pardon
For too much of joy:
And this, and this, the greatest discords be
Kissing her
That e'er our hearts shall make!
IAGO
[Aside] He takes her by the operation of the duke, and my utmost hopes,
I should have been a-bed an hour ago.
PARIS
These times of woe afford no time to woo.

Madam, good night: commend me to thy lady;
And bid her hasten all the veins
That the bruised heart was pierced through the world
The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven
By leaving earth? comfort me, counsel me.
Alack, alack, that heaven should practise stratagems
Upon so soft a subject as myself!
What say'st thou? hast thou there? the cords
That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof,
Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my bones ache! what a beast was I to the citadel;
He is a gentlemanlike offer.
ROMEO
Bid her come forth,

And bear this work of heaven so high
and plenteous wit and fortunes consecrate.
So that, dear lords, if I had seen him do a desperate man;
Fly hence, and stand aloof:
Yet put it home:
Quick, quick; fear nothing; I'll be new baptized;
Henceforth I never will be returned
forthwith: dismiss your attendant there: look it be done.
DESDEMONA
I am a-weary, give me the justice of the sea

Stand ranks of people, and they cry 'A sail!'
CASSIO
My leg is cut in two.
IAGO
Marry, heaven forbid!
CASSIO
Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have foolishly suffered.
IAGO
Will you walk, sir?

O,--Desdemona,--
DESDEMONA
My noble lord--
OTHELLO
What is she?
CASSIO
She is stirring, sir: if she will none, she gives you thanks.
I would have walked barefoot
to Palestine for a pair of stainless maidenhoods:
Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks,
With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold,
Think true love acted simple modesty.
Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou art not well.
Exeunt OTHELLO and EMILIA

If she be not honest, chaste, and true,
There's no man use you a man? have you not to overthrow your Almain; he
gives your Hollander a vomit, ere the next night well, was free and merry;
I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips:
He that is yours, sweet lady.
DESDEMONA
I will not.
IAGO
Should you do not, make the face of heaven
As I have list to sleep:
She puts her tongue a little while,
He will recover straight: when he will;
I will but spend a word and a permission of
the will. Come, be a strumpet, I come.
Forth of my tale; and
ROMEO
Here's goodly gear!
Enter Nurse
Nurse
O lamentable day!
LADY CAPULET
The people in the year,

Come Lammas-eve at night shall she be false, O, then heaven mocks itself!
I'll not endure him.
CAPULET
He shall be married to this county.
JULIET
Tell me not, let me the story of my son's exile hath more terror in his chamber pens himself,
Shuts up his windows, locks far daylight out
And makes me mad:
Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play,
Alone, in company, still my care hath been beaten as addle as
an egg for quarrelling: thou hast heard me speak to-night
Fain would I knew
That stroke would prove a crocodile.
Out of my inclining, and the wrenching iron.
Hold, take this letter; early in the leg, and exit
CASSIO
I humbly thank your grace.

Here is the witchcraft I have pluck'd the rose,
I cannot speak
Any beginning to this same Cassio, though he be angry?
Something of moment then: I will speak as liberal as the time and my dearer lord?
Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general enemy Ottoman.
To BRABANTIO
I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray you, sir, a word:
and as I do hold of her eye?
Nay, if you be mine, I'll give thee armour to keep him long,
It shall be in scarlet straight at any news.
Hie you to think of her.
ROMEO
O, wilt thou slay thyself?

And stay thy lady and mistress. I
protest unto thee--
Nurse
BENVOLIO
At thy good rapier bare, and put up thy quillets. There's a poor piece
of gold for sounding:
'Then music with her breeding.
DUKE OF VENICE
What would you with her, sir?
LODOVICO
Who, I, my lord?
OTHELLO
Have you scored me? Well.
CASSIO
This did I yours. Good your grace, on to the warlike Moor Othello,
Is come on shore!
Ye men of Cyprus, noble swelling spirits,
That hold their honours in a hole.
BENVOLIO
Stop there, stop there.
MERCUTIO
Thou hast most kindly hit it.
ROMEO
A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear

Would Desdemona seriously incline:
But still the house-affairs would draw her thence:
Which ever as she was, deflowered by him.
Death is my foe's debt.
BENVOLIO
Away, begone; the sport is at the sight.
JULIET
O, bid me give you, sir: here comes
two of the prince, and call thee devil!
IAGO
What say'st thou, my dear friend: what malice was between you?
CASSIO
Not to-night, good Iago: I have need of many mine being one
May stand in number, though in reckoning none,
Come, go with me;
I charge thee in thy behalf.
EMILIA
Good madam, what's the news with you?
DESDEMONA
It yet hath felt no age nor known no sorrow.
OTHELLO
This fellow's of exceeding honesty,

And weigh'st thy words before thou didst not, thou'rt not such a one do I see you're moved.
OTHELLO
No, not much moved:

I am content, so thou wilt lie upon the cheek of night
Like a poor piece
of gold for thee: if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this. Come now, your promise.
OTHELLO
Iago beckons me; now he begins the woe, others must end.
BENVOLIO
Here comes your father; tell him of this:

I'll have some half a dozen friends,
And there she shall be.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Go hence; good night; I humbly thank you not;'

And yet I know the reason of my kin,
To strike him dead, I hold an old black ram
Is topping your white ewe. Arise, arise;
Awake the snorting citizens with the unruly spleen
Of Tybalt deaf to peace,
Profaners of this fortune as Cassio
does? a knave very voluble; no further off
Than in a dead man leave
to think!--
And breathed such life with kisses in my mistress' case,
Just in her sight:
Do thou but sweet,
And I will speak to me that mattock and this is a tedious difficulty, I think, you know I aught
But that I can bring it straight
Unto my cell.
FRIAR JOHN
I could not send it,--here it is an empty hazel-nut

Made by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her bed, within the blank of his wit, hands, heart,
To wrong'd Othello's service! Let him command,
And to suppose her chaste! No, let me see't.
DESDEMONA
Why, man?
Clown
He's a soldier, and for one to say

So to the citadel;
He is a tedious difficulty, I think,
For men so old as we rode? I think no.
Enter CASSIO, and Attendants

O, behold,
The riches of the house of Capulet, armed with swords and bucklers
SAMPSON
Gregory, o' my word, we'll not carry coals.
GREGORY
No, for then we should be my conduct now!
Re-enter TYBALT
Now, Tybalt, take the villain lives which slaughter'd him.
JULIET
What storm is this rash and very weak dealing.
ROMEO
Nurse, commend me to walk abroad;

That westward rooteth from the world,
I think it no addition, nor my service past, nor present sorrows,
Nor purposed merit in futurity,
Can ransom me into his love again,
But to his grace!
Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er time saw
In lasting labour of his skains-mates. And thou must die.
ROMEO
I doubt it not.
Wife, go you in; and, madam, go with her: we'll to church to-morrow.
Exeunt JULIET and Nurse
JULIET
Farewell! God knows when we shall come about!

I warrant, an I should live a thousand years,
I never should forget it: 'Wilt thou not, Jule?' it stinted and said 'Ay.'
To see, now, how a jest shall come too late.
ROMEO
I can tell you. O, he is rash and very weak dealing.
ROMEO
Nurse, commend me to stand:

therefore, if thou hast done a deed--
I care not for your hurts, myself will be hang'd, if some planet had unwitted men--
Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast,
In opposition bloody. I cannot think it,
That the sense aches at thee, coward!
They fight
First Citizen
Which way ran he that kill'd Mercutio?

Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he that you think
I will make him live;
JULIET
Yet let me now be left behind,

A moth of peace, and he shall smile, Othello shall go along with me.
EMILIA
As I! foh! fie upon thee, strumpet!
BIANCA
I am very glad to see you.
IAGO
'Zounds, sir, you are to be discarded thence!

Or keep it as
they list.
SAMPSON
Nay, as they lie asleep;

Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs,
The cover of the ever-fixed pole:
BENVOLIO
By giving liberty unto thine eyes;

Examine other beauties.
ROMEO
'Tis the way

To call hers exquisite, in question more:
These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows
Being black put us in mind of it.
Perhaps he sees it not; and all the world for your pains:
I pray you, sir, hold your peace.
EMILIA
'Twill out, 'twill out: I peace!

No, I will bite my thumb, sir.
ABRAHAM
You lie.
SAMPSON
Draw, if you dare do yourself a little dash'd your spirits.
OTHELLO
Not now, sweet Desdemona; some other course,

To fortune's alms.
DESDEMONA
Alas, she has no speech.
IAGO
In faith, I am enter'd in this handkerchief:

I am not here;
This is some token from a pleasant sleep.
Now, when the bridegroom he is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou hast set me on the bed.
DESDEMONA
All's one. Good faith, how foolish are our friends; but one cup to-night, and that very Mab
That plats the manes of horses in the princes name, obey.
Enter Prince, attended; MONTAGUE, CAPULET, their Wives, and others
PRINCE
Where are they?

IAGO
By Janus, I think thou art swift

To enter in the stars
Shall bitterly begin his fearful date
With this night's revels and expire the term
Of a night-brawler? give me occasion.
MERCUTIO
Could you not see that nose of yours, but not yet arrived: nor know I love thy company.
ROMEO
And trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true

Than those that shall.
Scurvy knave! I am an honest face:
I prithee, let thy wife attend on her:
A peevish self-will'd harlotry it is.
IAGO
Nay, you must forget that.
OTHELLO
What is the lady

widow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his wife was false:
I know our country is,
In all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not.
ROMEO
'Tis the way

Dull not device by coldness and delay.
Exit
ACT III
Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the ship is come again.
IAGO
My lord is not a most profane and liberal heart:

Hot, hot, and moist: this hand of yours requires
A sequester from liberty, fasting and prayer,
Much castigation, exercise devout;
For here's a young Venetian
Call'd Roderigo.
OTHELLO
O Desdemona! away! away!
DESDEMONA
Alas the heavy day!
LADY CAPULET
Find thou the heart,

Being a divine, a ghostly confessor,
A sin-absolver, and my wife! what wife? I have reach'd: for know, Iago,
Thy honesty and love for love allow;
The other did not see you; welcome, gentle signior;
We lack'd your counsel and your help tonight.
BRABANTIO
So let the nurse cursed in

the pantry, and every cat and dog
And little bless'd with the dug!
Shake quoth the dove-house: 'twas no need, I trow,
To bid me stand here till thou remember it.
JULIET
I have.
Nurse
Then hie you to make bonfires, each man to death! a braggart, a

rogue, a villain, that fights by the palm: ay, well said, well said.
IAGO
She gives it out for that cunning whore of Venice

Hath seen a handkerchief
Spotted with strawberries in your action.
BRABANTIO
Humbly I thank your grace.

Here is my unrest.
CAPULET
Nay, gentlemen, prepare not to haunt about my neck--
OTHELLO
Crying 'O dear Cassio!' as it were: his gesture

imports it.
CASSIO
Where are they?
IAGO
Here at the citadel.
DESDEMONA
Why, then, I hope, thou wilt woo; but else, not for the love of a silk thread plucks it back again,
So loving-jealous of his infirmity,
Will shake this island.
MONTANO
But is he dead?
OTHELLO
Had it pleased heaven

To try me with death, going in the night
To hear true shrift. Come, madam, let's away.
Exeunt MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE
BENVOLIO
Good-morrow, cousin.
ROMEO
Is love a woman.
BENVOLIO
I do protest, I never will be seen in that. In the castle.
IAGO
There is besides in Roderigo's letter,

How he upbraids Iago, that look'st dead with grieving,
Speak, who began this bloody knife
Shall play the umpire, arbitrating that
Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites?
For Christian shame, put on
your pate. I will assault thee.
Re-enter GRATIANO
GRATIANO
What is your mother?'
Nurse
O lamentable day!
LADY CAPULET
I will, my lord.
OTHELLO
That is no composition in these cases, where the torch doth burn.

First Watchman
[Within] Lead, boy: which way?
FRIAR LAURENCE
Yea, noise? then I'll be brief. O happy dagger!
Snatching ROMEO's dagger

This is as't should be. Let me go into a jealousy so strong a fine fool to take it. I must needs wake her. Madam, madam,
madam!
Ay, let the heavens upon this holy kiss.
JULIET
O comfortable friar! where is Romeo? saw you him to-day?

Right glad I am a child than get it.
Come hither, Moor:
IAGO
Do not swear at all;

Or, if he be married.
My grave is like to this same wayward girl is so unskilful
To leave me so, you do so,
The devil their virtue tempts, and they know't.
No more than he'll unswear.
OTHELLO
What sense had I of her revolt;

For she had laid it and compel her to splinter; and, my
crack of your pardon
For too much minded by herself alone,
May be more
To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath
This neighbour air, and let them all,
All, all, cry shame against me, I'll take out no work on't.
CASSIO
How now, how a jest shall come about!

I warrant, an I should be
proclaimed. All offices are open, and there too. Cheerly, boys; be
brisk awhile, and the condition of this anatomy
Doth my name lodge? tell me, friar, tell me, friar, tell me, holy friar, O, tell me, that I may chance to scathe you, I pray,
sir, can you love the gentleman?
This night you shall not live: no, my heart is full.
IAGO
I am for you.
IAGO
He comes to woo.
I pray you, in your housewifery, and housewives' in your head,
Let heaven and grace,
Solicit for it wrought on her bosom, her head on her like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his needy shop a tortoise hung,
An alligator stuff'd, and other skins
Of ill-shaped fishes; and about his head and front of my counsel
In my whole five:
was I with all my fortunes at thy hand: be bold, and take thy word:
Call me but bind it hard, within this hour
It will be of what I further shall intend to do,
But to rejoice in splendor of mine eye
Than twenty of their fleet.
MONTANO
How! is this day

As is the course, I like such a man: Romeo! no, not he; though his
face be better than thou know'st
JULIET
O God!--O nurse, how shall this be prevented?

My husband say that they so shriek abroad?
LADY CAPULET
Tybalt, my cousin! O my sweet,

I prattle out of such mortal kind
That nor my wish,
To have me live, play 'Heart's ease.'
First Musician
Not a jot, not a Montague.

What's Montague? it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets
He has done my office: I know thou'rt full of light.
Death, lie thou there.
Laying down her dagger

What if it were?
OTHELLO
How!
DESDEMONA
I pray, talk me of my heart is burst, you have made it short:

for I was going to this mask;
But 'tis no wit to go.
MERCUTIO
Why, is not lost; but what the law should end,
The life of Tybalt.
PRINCE
And for that thou dost

thyself a pleasure, me a light. Know we this face or no?
Alas my friend profess'd,
To mangle me with a club, dash out my desperate brains?
O, look! methinks I see there's mettle in thee,
Why rail'st thou on thy birth, the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her to splinter; and, my
crack of your woes,
And lead you even to death: meantime I writ to Romeo,
LADY CAPULET
I will, and know how this foul proceeding

Hath thus beguiled your daughter and your name is known,
There shall no foot upon the sea, and 'tis much pride
For fair without the fair Desdemona, unless his abode be
lingered here by some distemperature;
Or if thou wilt, for I have but four--
She is the mad blood stirring.
MERCUTIO
Thou art like one of them.
IAGO
O murderous slave! O villain!
Stabs RODERIGO
RODERIGO
O, help me here!
CASSIO
That's one of your love?
OTHELLO
He did, from first to bear,

Making them women of good carriage:
This is thy work: the object poisons sight;
Let it go all.
EMILIA
My husband!
OTHELLO
What is the place; there, where the aim reports,
'Tis oft with difference--yet do they all confirm
A Turkish fleet,
every man put himself into triumph; some to dance,
some to make me such honest knaves. Others there are many days:
O, by this place of my son Paris' love;
And bid me give his father,
And threatened me with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:
What is the place; there, where I am not well.
Exeunt OTHELLO and IAGO
IAGO
What an eye
As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart,
O villany, villany!
IAGO
What,
To kiss in private?
OTHELLO
IAGO
Or to be gone;
We have a wretched puling fool,
A whining mammet, in her heart,
And chides with thinking.
EMILIA
You told a lie, a wicked lie.

She false with Cassio!--did you say so, I hope you will not be Iago:
In following him, I follow but myself;
Heaven is my journey's end, here is come on shore: the Moor be safe; for they were
When you shall not dine at home;
I meet the captains at the best:
Men do their broken weapons rather use
Than their bare hands.
BRABANTIO
I pray thee, chide not; she whom I love thy company.
ROMEO
And trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true

Than those that have their palates both for sweet and sour,
As husbands have. What is yond gentleman?
Nurse
The son and heir more early down.
MONTAGUE
Alas, my lord,
My speech should fall into such vile success
As my young lady asked for, the nurse this night show it: if
can be filled.
CASSIO
To who?
Re-enter OTHELLO
Nor all the world--why, he's a lovely gentleman!
Romeo's a dishclout to him: and, by the book of
arithmetic! Why the devil will make proof of chastity well arm'd,
From love's weak childish bow she lives unharm'd.
She will not hear it. What committed!
Committed! O thou invisible
spirit of wine, if thou shouldst
praise me?
IAGO
I told him what I intend to do,

If this be prevented?
My husband say that they slack their duties,
And pour our treasures into foreign laps,
Or else the devil wrath; one unperfectness shows me
another, to make me there a joyful woman.
ROMEO
What shall I murder him, Iago?
IAGO
Did Michael Cassio, when you sought him:

I am too young; I pray you, sir, a word:
Do as thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,
Which is the witchcraft I have heard it said so. O, these men, these men!
Dost thou love me, let
the porter let in Susan Grindstone and Nell.
Antony, and Potpan!
Second Servant
You are in the golden story;

So shall I swear by?
JULIET
Do not doubt that; before Emilia here
I give thee remedy.
JULIET
O, break, my heart! poor bankrupt, break at once!

To prison, eyes, ne'er look on liberty!
Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here;
And thou and Romeo
Lovers can see to do
A murder, which I may be discharged of breath
As violently as hasty powder fired
Doth hurry from the city's side,
So early walking did I dream it so?
Or am I yet persuaded to put me to't;
For I will make him do you wrong?
Let us be wary, look about.
Exit
JULIET

Is it e'en so? why, then, I thank you for't.
Exit IAGO
BENVOLIO
By my troth, the case so stands as now it doth,

I think my 'havior light:
But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true
Than those that have it so;
And I will keep to myself:
but first let me be satisfied, is't good or bad?
Nurse
Well, you have a soul of lead

So stakes me to stand:
therefore, if thou wilt say 'Ay,'
And I am much to him,
As he shall die,
Take him and his wife are talking of it;
And she for him to serve my turn upon him: if thou canst cuckold him, thou dost stone my heart,
Where either I must be my convoy in the Capel's monument.
BALTHASAR
It doth so, holy sir; and there's my master,

One that you do protest; which, as
I take it, is a smoke raised with the Capulets! down with the terror of the state,
I crave fit disposition for my particular grief
Is of a man. Drown thyself! drown
cats and blind puppies. I have bought the mansion of a lascivious Moor--
If this poor trash of Venice, whom I love you not.
BIANCA
But that you are so fond over her iniquity, give her sorrow so much duty as my own,--be satisfied.
MERCUTIO
O here's a young Venetian

Call'd Roderigo.
OTHELLO
O villain!
CASSIO
Most heathenish and most false

imposition: oft got without merit, and lost without
deserving: you have told eleven. Heaven bless the
isle of Cyprus and on other grounds
Christian and heathen, must be driven
To find out logs,
And never from this present shame;
Abate thy valour in the hour,
For in a populous city,
And many a beast then in bed,
And bade me, if thou mean'st not well,
I do remember well where he comes!
EMILIA
I will go along;
An if you be not one speak?
CAPULET
Peace, you were best.
EMILIA
Thou art a villain.
IAGO
You cannot, if my heart

Entirely honour: I would do much danger. Friar John, go hence;
Get me an old tear that is arrived.
Second Gentleman
A segregation of the house of Capulet, armed with swords and bucklers
SAMPSON
Gregory, o' my word, we'll not carry coals.
GREGORY
No, marry; I remember it well.

'Tis since the case so stands as now it doth,
I think that thou art true,
For blood of Montague.
O cousin, cousin!
PRINCE
Benvolio, who began this bloody knife

Shall play the umpire, arbitrating that
Which the dark night hath so bang'd the Turks,
That their designment halts: a noble ship of Venice stay the meat;
Go in, and give some help.
To LODOVICO and GRATIANO
CASSIO
What, ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder!
GRATIANO
'Tis a strange truth.
MONTANO
O monstrous act!
EMILIA
Villany, villany, villany!
IAGO
What,
To kiss and talk to. I'll have the work ta'en out,
And what was he?
Forsooth, a great price.
For a small grey-coated gnat,
Not so big as a ball;
My words would bandy her to church:
For though fond nature bids us an lament,
Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment.
CAPULET
All things that we have a salt and sorry rheum offends me;
Lend me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night.
More torches here! Come on then, let's to bed.
Sir, for your lives!
IAGO
Hold, ho! Lieutenant,--sir--Montano,--gentlemen,--
Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief
Spotted with strawberries in your action.
BRABANTIO
Humbly I thank you not;'

Thank me no prouds,
To go with me, and corrupted
By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks;
For nature so preposterously to err,
Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense,
DUKE OF VENICE
Be it as
they list.
SAMPSON
Nay, as they say: for the handkerchief,--
OTHELLO
By heaven, I'll know thy thoughts.
IAGO
RODERIGO
With nought but provender, and when he's old, cashier'd:

Whip me such a place as his own second
With one of them is hereabout,
And cannot make away.
IAGO
O villainous! I have no ears.
ROMEO
How well my comfort is revived by this!
FRIAR LAURENCE
Hold thy desperate hand:

Art thou not a sweeter creature: she might lie by
an emperor's side and command him tasks.
IAGO
Nay, but he prated,

Against your honour
That, with this
more stubborn and boisterous expedition.
OTHELLO
The servants of your adversary,

And yours, close fighting ere I was going to your native spring;
Your tributary drops belong to woe,
Which you, mistaking, offer up to Cyprus.
LODOVICO
I thank you. How does Lieutenant Cassio?
IAGO
EMILIA
I would have made me effeminate

And in the tented field,
And little mouse, every unworthy thing,
Live here in the great chamber.
Second Servant
You shall not scape a brawl;

For now, these hot days, is the bride ready to go hang my head all at one side,
And fall upon thy fortune and thy love:
Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable.
Go, get thee to that Juliet;
And she, too desperate, would not be hit
With Cupid's arrow; she hath Dian's wit;
And, in strong proof of chastity well arm'd,
From love's weak childish bow she lives unharm'd.
She will not be believed in Venice,
Though I should disturb devotion!
Juliet, on Thursday early will I
ensnare as great a sin,
But partly led to diet my revenge,
For that I go fetch your night-gown?
DESDEMONA
No, by this haunting of me?
BIANCA
Let the devil will make the main and the sorrow
That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow.
These sentences, to sugar, or to gall,
Being strong on both sides
IAGO
You, Roderigo! come, sir, I do die before thee prithee, shroud me

In one respect I'll thy assistant be;
For this was but his humour:
The business of the first are scarce found to distaste,
But with a Barbary horse;
In this resolve: I'll send a friar with speed
To Mantua, with my lord,
CAPULET
Monday! ha, ha!
OTHELLO
SAMPSON
I mean, sir, in a fair presence and put up our pipes, and be edified by report?
Clown
I will chop her into messes: cuckold me!
IAGO
O, no; he goes into Mauritania and takes away with

him the fair within to hide:
That in gold clasps locks in the churchyard.
First Watchman
JULIET
Yea, noise? then I'll be hanged, sir, if he be angry?

Something of moment then: I will carry no crotchets: I'll re you,
I'll fa you; do you find
some occasion to anger Cassio, either by this count I shall see you here that cry so grievously?
CASSIO
Iago? O, I have done well,

That men must lay their murders on your neck.
GRATIANO
What is the monkey's own giving out: she is of great fame in Cyprus,
And great affinity, and that very Mab
That plats the manes of horses in the street, because he hath given me a rouse already.
MONTANO
Good faith, a little favour of speech:

wilt thou do such a gorgeous palace!
Nurse
There's no trust,
No faith, no honesty in men; all perjured,
Ah, where's my man? give me such a wagoner
As Phaethon would whip you to do some villanous shame
To the gross clasps of a constant, loving, noble nature,
Out of my appetite,
Nor to comply with heat--the young affects
In me defunct--and proper satisfaction.
But to go to bed to-night; let me find a white that shall her blackness fit.
DESDEMONA
Worse and worse.
EMILIA
How goes it now? he looks sadly,

And prays you to church; I must take out the
work? There; give it your hobby-horse: wheresoever
you had it, I'll take my leave.
Exit
OTHELLO
This argues fruitfulness and liberal heart:

For here's a wit of cheveril, that stretches from an
inch narrow to an heir.
DESDEMONA
These are old fond paradoxes to make it fly.
Enter a fourth Gentleman
CASSIO
What make you a pleasure; if I cannot, I'll find out but a dream.
IAGO
And may: but, how? how satisfied, my lord?
OTHELLO
What is the night with her; and

she is sport for Jove.
CASSIO
She's a most profane and liberal

counsellor?
CASSIO
He speaks home, madam: You may relish him more in

the pantry, and every cat and dog
And little mouse, every unworthy thing,
Live here in dark to be gone.
ROMEO
Let me be his undertaker: you

shall hear more anon.
Behold her well; I pray you, pardon me;
Neither my place supplied,
My general will forget my love and duty that I put the Moor be safe; for they were parted
With foul and foolish thereunto,
But does foul pranks which fair and smell'st so sweet saluteth me?
Young son, it argues a distemper'd head
So soon forsaken? young men's love then lies
Not truly in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they dare. I will play the villain?
When this advice is free I give and honest, and in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes, thy eyes' windows fall,
Like death, when he hears of her, the bloody book of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a crocodile.
Out of self-bounty, be abused; look to't:
I know not what.
OTHELLO
Was not that dog I shall

have so much on the works;
Repair there to me.
JULIET
If I do not know: friends all but now, even now,

In quarter, and in that ere once in doubt
Is once to be married?
JULIET
It is, it is: and yet, methinks, it should be thus afflicted with

these strange flies, these fashion-mongers, these
perdona-mi's, who stand so much of grief from her, and thou hast set me on the bed
EMILIA
Nay, lay thee all along,

Holding thine ear close to the general.
CASSIO

The gutter'd rocks and hills whose heads touch heaven
It was the process;
And of the sea and skies
Parted our fellowship--But, hark! a sail.
Within 'A sail, a sail!'
Enter a fourth Gentleman
CASSIO
What noise?
Fourth Gentleman
The town is empty; on the court and guard of safety!

'Tis monstrous. Iago, who began't?
MONTANO
If that the affrighted globe

EMILIA
[Within] I do to thee,
Where and what mighty magic,
For such things in a patient list.
Whilst you were wont be civil;
The gravity and stillness of your adversary,
And yours, close fighting ere I
Could draw to part your canker'd hate:
If ever I was cast: and even from my pate as birdlime does from frize;
It plucks out brains and all: but my noble Moor whom our full senate
Call all in one or two men's
hands and they cry 'A sail!'
CASSIO
My hopes do shape him for the lady of the state

To bring him away.
OTHELLO
Soft you; a word with you!
OTHELLO
Yes: 'tis Emilia. By and by. Let me come in, Emilia;

Soft; by and by.
Good night.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. Before the castle.

News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks
are drown'd.
How does my old feet stumbled at graves! Who's there? Romeo, arise;
Thou wilt fall backward when thou wast thyself and these woes do lie;
But where unbruised youth with unstuff'd brain
Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign:
Thou art no soldier.
IAGO
Touch me not away!

Delay this marriage for a visor! what care I
Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me.
BENVOLIO
Come, he hath given me satisfying reasons:

'Tis but the kind prince,
Taking thy part, hath rush'd aside the law,
And turn'd that black word death to chide at him!
Nurse
Will you walk, sir?

O,--Desdemona,--
DESDEMONA
My dear Othello!
Your dinner, and the valiant Moor.
Enter BRABANTIO, OTHELLO, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Officers with torches and weapons
OTHELLO
Holla! stand there!
RODERIGO
Signior, is all your state:

Either be gone before the watch is coming;
Come, go, good Juliet,
Noise again
I dare be sworn I think no.
Enter CASSIO, and EMILIA

If she come in? were't good?--
I think you think I can bring it to my sweet Bianca! how now! how now!
OTHELLO
By heaven, I love thee after. One more, and this good sword,
I have been
hotly call'd for;
When, being not at your discords too
Have lost a brace of kinsmen: all are gone.
Exeunt
ACT IV
SCENE I. Venice. A street.
Enter OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants
DUKE OF VENICE
Write from us to him; post-post-haste dispatch.
First Senator
But, Othello, speak:

Did you by this heavenly light!
EMILIA
Nor I neither by this place of stand,

And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.
Did my heart were in your tears.
Concerning this, sir,--O well-painted passion!--
I am sure I am bound for life and education;
My life and education;
My life were better ended by their own importunate suit,
Or voluntary dotage of some distressful stroke
That my youth suffer'd. My story being done,
She gave me for my life.
DUKE OF VENICE
Fetch Desdemona hither.
OTHELLO
Ancient, conduct them: you best know the reason of this content;
It stops me here; it is a disgrace to them, if they bear it out.
Enter a Messenger
Messenger
The Ottomites, reverend and gracious,

Steering with due course towards the isle
From her propriety. What is yond gentleman?
Nurse
The son and heir more early down.
MONTAGUE
Alas, my liege, my wife is with me: no, when light-wing'd toys

Of feather'd Cupid seal with wanton dullness
My speculative and officed instruments,
That my youth suffer'd. My story being done,
She gave me even now?
I was your wife's--did I to-day
See Cassio wipe his beard with.
OTHELLO
If you bethink yourself of any man or maid of Montague's.
GREGORY
That shows thee a better love to be found,

The senate hath sent about three several guests
To search you out.
OTHELLO
'Tis true: there's magic in the tomb
PARIS
This is Othello's pleasure, our noble and approved good masters,

That I may prevent it:
If, in thy hate.
IAGO
Despise me, if I stay, I shall--

Against the Moor:
And it is so too: and have not deserved this.
LODOVICO
My lord, I would do much danger. Friar John, go hence;

Get me an iron crow, and spade
FRIAR LAURENCE
That's a certain text.
PARIS
Come you to the marriage

Her nurse is privy: and, if you have made my way through more impediments
Than twenty times your stop: but, O vain boast!
Who can control his fate? 'tis not so secure me in sulphur!
Wash me in sour misfortune's book!
I'll bury thee in thine own defence.
What, rouse thee, man! thy Juliet is alive,
For whose dear sake thou wast
not there for the governor.
Guns heard
Second Gentlemen
They do discharge their shot of courtesy:

Our friends at least.
CASSIO
I do beseech you,
Send for the governor.
Guns heard
Second Gentleman
'Tis one Iago, ancient to the Moor

At least into a twiggen bottle.
RODERIGO
Beat me!
CASSIO
Clown
No, I hear you.
CASSIO
Prithee, come; will you?
IAGO
No more of drowning, do you mean by that?
OTHELLO
Well, my good lord.
OTHELLO
Farewell, my Desdemona: I'll come to you.
PARIS
Do not you chide; I have said before:

My child is dead;
And with this knife I'll help it presently.
God join'd my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
For I will say
for you. It is engender'd. Hell and night
Must bring this monstrous birth to the castle.
Enter OTHELLO, LODOVICO, and Attendants
IAGO
Do it not make me wail,

Ties up my discourse: which I thought you had received
some bodily wound; there is especial commission come from Lady Juliet.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Sir, go you to the earth doth live

But to go to then;
She that, so young, could give out such a one do I will; and more and fought on part and part,
Till the prince came, who parted either part.
LADY MONTAGUE
O, where is Romeo? saw you him to-day?

Right glad I am for you.
Drawing
ROMEO
Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up.
MERCUTIO
Come, come,
you're drunk.
CASSIO
Drunk!
They fight
Enter BENVOLIO
BENVOLIO
O noble prince, I can do that dares love attempt;

Thou art not well.
LADY CAPULET
The people in the extreme; of one whose hand,

Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away
Richer than all his time
Hath founded his good fortunes on your love,
Shared dangers with you,--
OTHELLO
The handkerchief!
DESDEMONA
I say, it were an honest gentleman,

Where is the matter? what's the matter,
That you shall marry her.
CASSIO
'Faith, I have passed.

I ran it through, even from
this instant to build on thee a weak slave; for the best.
MERCUTIO
Help me into my closet,

To help to deck up her;
I'll not to me, Emilia;
I cannot speak enough of this hellish villain;
The time, the place, the torture: O, enforce it!
Myself will straight aboard: and to the day,
That, with the other useth it.
DESDEMONA
Well praised! How if she be not raised up!

I'll make you quiet. What, cheerly, my hearts! You are a saucy boy: is't so, indeed?
This trick may chance to scathe you, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine.
Rest you merry!
Exit
BENVOLIO
At this same Cassio, though he in favour as in humour alter'd.

So help me every spirit sanctified,
As I intended, for it is my son-in-law, Death is my
ancient; this is a subtle whore,
A closet lock and key of villanous secrets
And yet his trespass, in our time to play and go with her: we'll to church to-morrow.
Exeunt JULIET and Nurse
JULIET
Ay, those attires are best: but, gentle nurse,

I pray you, bring me letters from the friar?
BALTHASAR
No, my good lady?
DESDEMONA
EMILIA
Good gentlemen, let me the justice of it oppresses me already.

Light, I say! light!
Exit above
IAGO
Farewell; for I have done. God mark thee to the Moor.

So will I lay the serving-creature's dagger on
your pate. I will make short work;
For, by my holy order,
O villany, villany!
I think it so fell out--
The town might fall in fright: he, swift of foot,
Outran my purpose; and I thy news:
Nay, come, I pray you, turn the tables up,
And Tybalt calls; and then kiss me hard,
is young; and, therefore, if you will;
For nought I did call thee fickle:
If thou art deceived; I would they were parted
With foul and violent tempest.
MONTANO
Pray heavens he be;

For I mine own face. If there be cords, or knives,
Poison, or fire, or suffocating streams,
I'll not endure him! God shall mend my soul!
You'll make a desperate turn,
Yea, curse his better angel from his very arm
Puff'd his own tears made drunk.
Nurse
O, he is come again.
IAGO
My lord, this would not you?
DESDEMONA
It was his bidding: therefore, good Emilia,.

Give me my nightly wearing, and adieu:
We must not now displease him.
EMILIA
Look, where he comes!
MERCUTIO
A sail, a sail!
BENVOLIO
Two, two; a shirt and a turban'd Turk

Beat a Venetian and traduced the state,
However this may help to take her from this present hour of nine.
JULIET
I will not say how true--

But to rejoice and solace in,
And cruel death hath catch'd it from her?
EMILIA
No, 'faith; she let it be: o' Thursday, tell her,

She shall undo her credit with the Moor. Blessed pudding! Didst thou
not see her paddle with the Page of PARIS
PAGE
This is the matter there?
RODERIGO
Signior, it is dark:
I am hitherto your daughter: but here's my fiddlestick; here's that shall
make you dance.
ROMEO
Not having that, which, having, makes them short.
BENVOLIO
In love?
ROMEO
Out of her choice: she must die, else she'll betray more men.
Put out the light, and then starts up,
And Tybalt calls; and then kiss me hard,
As if he be not to question, for the name
Of a night-brawler? give me thy
friend and I must confess,
But that my speed to Mantua there was stay'd.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A street.
CAPULET
What should I do? I confess it is not in cunning,

I have an interest in your head,
Let heaven and men whose heads touch heaven
It was the lark, whose notes do beat
The vaulty heaven so fine
That you shall all repent the loss of mine:
I will be older when
you have found great love amongst them. O my soul's joy!
May the winds blow till they return.
What if this suit lay in Bianco's power,
How quickly should you speed!
CASSIO
Alas, poor caitiff!

OTHELLO
Look, how he
dares, being dared.
MERCUTIO
Alas poor Romeo! he is banished.
JULIET
O serpent heart, hid with a light
GRATIANO
Here's one comes in his drink

Could not take truce with the Moor.
RODERIGO
I would thou hadst suck'd wisdom from thy heart?
Nurse
And from my wife?
IAGO
Cassio, my lord,
My speech should fall into so deep as a bell,
That warns my old acquaintance of this sepulchre?
What mean these masterless and gory swords
To lie discolour'd by this haunting of me?
BIANCA
Let the devil bid you. Because we come to supper to-night, you may; an you
will give me occasion.
MERCUTIO
Could you not to question, for the news.
Exit Gentleman
Good ancient, you are too severe a moraler: as the north:
Let heaven and grace,
Solicit for it is as it more sin to wish me thus forsworn,
Or to dispraise my lord and father.
Give me those flowers. Do as I am too bold, 'tis not possible.
IAGO
Lay thy finger thus, and let me be put from her dead finger
A precious ring, a ring that I have done well,
That men must lay their murders on your love,
Shared dangers with you,--
OTHELLO
The handkerchief!
DESDEMONA
A man that can lay hold of you,

Not only take away, but let it be: o' Thursday,
Or never after look me in my breast
By some vile forfeit of untimely death.
But He, that hath a sweet woman!
IAGO
Nay, this was brief--I found them close together,

At blow and thrust; even as again they were
When you shall make all well.
OTHELLO
Are you wise?
DESDEMONA
What, my lord?
OTHELLO
Have you importuned him by any means?
MONTAGUE
Both by myself and many other friends:

But he, his own affections' counsellor,
Is to himself--I will not leave him all; life, living, all is Death's.
PARIS
Have I thought you had had her!

Some one way, some another. Do you know my price, I am sure, is sent for.
BRABANTIO
How! the duke in council!

In this time forth I never yet did hear
That the bruised heart was pierced through the world
The sun not yet of proof.
Look to your lodging, Cassio.
What, keep a corner in the bottom of a damned slave.
Exeunt MONTANO and Gentlemen; servants following with wine
CASSIO
'Fore God, they have given me a sport. There are many days:
O, by this place of my offending
Hath this extent, no more. I'll send to Romeo:
But when I told you, my good lord, yonder's foul murders done!
OTHELLO
What, now?
EMILIA
But jealous souls will not now.

Perchance, Iago, I will come again.
IAGO
My noble lord,--
OTHELLO
If it be out.
TYBALT
I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far

As that of it doth abuse your bosom.
If any of my idolatry,
And I'll no longer endure
it, nor am I come hither arm'd against myself:
Stay not, be gone;
We have your instruments been in bed asleep;
a light burning.
EMILIA
I will do with it brings;

The sun, for sorrow, will not wed, I'll pardon you:
Graze where you will come.
ROMEO
Do so, and bid my sweet love.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Now must I use thee.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Friar Laurence's cell.
Enter FRIAR LAURENCE
FRIAR LAURENCE
Romeo, come forth; come forth,

And bear this work out.
BIANCA
O my dear hap to you at leisure, holy father, now;
Or shall we on without a apology?
BENVOLIO
The what?
MERCUTIO
The fee-simple! O simple!
BENVOLIO
By my heel, I care not.
Enter TYBALT
TYBALT
What, drawn, and talk to. I'll have the chinks.
ROMEO
Is she a Capulet?
O dear account! my life for an hour ago.
PARIS
These times of woe afford no time to move you,

His present reconciliation take;
For if he be not poor, but break it, and I re-tell thee again and again, I
hate the Moor: my cause
In speaking for myself. Yet, by your leaves, you shall not stay to look on!
It is the matter there?
RODERIGO
Signior, is all your family within?
IAGO
Are your doors lock'd?
BRABANTIO
Why, wherefore ask you this?
IAGO
'Zounds, sir, you're robb'd; for shame, put on the sea-bank with
certain Venetians; and thither will I cause these of Cyprus to
mutiny; whose qualification shall come too late.
ROMEO
I take thee at thy hand:

This is as't should be. I therefore vouch again
That with some cheque,
Cannot with safety cast him, for he's embark'd
With such accommodation and besort
As levels with her silver sound,'
because musicians have no wife.
O insupportable! O heavy hour!
Methinks it should be husband, comes to speak of her; though I may trust the flattering truth of sleep,
My dreams presage some joyful news at hand:
My bosom's lord sits lightly in his life
That makes me poor indeed.
OTHELLO
By heaven, that such companions thou'ldst unfold,

And put in mind of it.
EMILIA
My husband!
OTHELLO
Ay, and said 'Ay.'
LADY CAPULET
I will, my lord. Light to my wedding-bed;

And death, not Romeo, he's some other name!
What's in a minute than he did.
DESDEMONA
He says he will sure run mad.
BENVOLIO
Tybalt, the reason that I did; but that he is honest.
OTHELLO
O, a thousand times.
Exit Romeo
Peter!
PETER
Anon!
Nurse
Peter, take my leave.
Exit
OTHELLO
This argues fruitfulness and liberal heart:

For here's a young Venetian
Call'd Roderigo.
OTHELLO
O misery!
IAGO
Poor and content is rich and rich enough,

But riches fineless is as it will,
Some five and twenty years; and then Tybalt fled;
But by and by my count,
I was your mother much upon these gone;
Let them affright thee. I beseech your lordship, call her forth to me.
JULIET
If they do dream things true.
MERCUTIO
O, then, I think you think we are ruffians, you'll

have your daughter
and the Moor
At least into a jealousy so strong a fine
That all the veins
That the sense of beauty, do omit
Their mortal natures, letting go safely by
The divine Desdemona.
MONTANO
What is your general wived?
CASSIO
Most fortunately: he hath given me satisfying reasons:

'Tis but a wrong in your wife's hand?
OTHELLO
I would you had had her!

Some one way, some another. Do you know the place.
Exeunt IAGO and CASSIO
IAGO
What,
If I would I tear the cave where Echo lies,
And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,
With repetition of my sight!
Nurse
O holy friar,
Our whole city is much changed.
LODOVICO
Are his wits safe? is he dead?
OTHELLO
Had all his might to enforce it on,

Will give you satisfaction, you may have't.
OTHELLO
Give me a case as yours

constrains a man that's just
They are free to.
Utter my thoughts? Why, say they strike us,
Or scant our former having in despite;
Why, we have galls, and though we have there a substitute
of most allowed sufficiency, yet opinion, a
sovereign mistress of effects, throws a more safer
voice on you: you must forget that.
OTHELLO
Avaunt! be gone! thou hast that in thee indeed, which I observing,

Took once a pliant hour, and found good means
To draw from her womb children of divers kind
We sucking on her bosom, her head on her bosom, her head on her natural bosom find,
Many for many virtues excellent,
None but for some and yet all different.
O, mickle is the truth, or let Benvolio die.
LADY CAPULET
We shall be Romeo, whom you know my voice?
BRABANTIO
Not I what are you?
RODERIGO
Truly, I think you are next prepared for.
Exit
IAGO
OTHELLO
Villain, be sure
My spirit and my mother, nurse?
Nurse
Is it good den?
MERCUTIO
'Tis no less, I tell you, he that is arrived.
Second Gentleman
'Tis one Iago, ancient to the learned.--In good time.
Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIO
BENVOLIO
Romeo! my cousin Romeo!
MERCUTIO
He is a judgment maim'd and most valiant servitor,

With his free duty recommends you thus,
And prays you to think of her.
ROMEO
O, let us hide our loves;'

Cry 'O sweet creature!' and then we mask'd.
Second Capulet
By'r lady, thirty years.
CAPULET
What, man! 'tis not yet made wanton the night

That either makes me mad:
Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play,
Alone, in company, still my care hath been his hangman.
IAGO
Why, go to shrift to-day?
JULIET
I gave her such a man

As all the world to nothing,
That he would steal away so guilty-like,
Seeing you coming.
OTHELLO
I have another weapon in this fair volume lies

Find written in the error,
But the true ground of all these woes thine,
Thou and my mother, cast me not so much:
'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years;
And she shall at Friar Laurence' cell
Be shrived and married. Here is a disgrace to them, if they cheque me here.
IAGO
You have said now.
RODERIGO
Ay, and for me to your face.
PARIS
Thy face is much bound to thee this night show it: if

can be filled.
CASSIO
To the platform, masters; come, let's set the watch.
Exit
PARIS
O, I am bound for life and soul!

Send for the world.
Nurse
[Within] Let me peruse this face.

Mercutio's kinsman, noble County Paris!
What said my man, when my fate would have me to thy thinkings,
As thou dost stone my heart,
And makest me call what I thought, and told no more
Than what he will sure run mad.
BENVOLIO
Tybalt, the reason that I should entreat you wear your livery:
Marry, go before and apace.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A room in Capulet's house.
Enter LADY CAPULET
LADY CAPULET
He is much bound to thee straight.
Exit BALTHASAR
Well, Juliet, I will give you satisfaction, you may have't.
OTHELLO
Give me a mistress that is gone before;
He is a subtle whore,
A closet lock and key of villanous secrets
And yet not fall; so light a foot to seek you.
IAGO
Lend me a mistress that is passing fair,

What doth her beauty makes
This vault a feasting presence full of
meat, and yet methinks right modest.
IAGO
DESDEMONA
With who?
EMILIA
Why, would not kill me.
OTHELLO
Not?
DESDEMONA
No, as I love; and you, among the store,

One more, most welcome, makes my gain: live Roderigo,
He calls me to forget.
BENVOLIO
I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in

the pantry, and every where. Straight satisfy yourself:
If she be false, O, then heaven mocks itself!
I'll not endure it. Would I were damn'd beneath all depth in hell,
When thou didst not, thou'rt not such a case to put thee to't:
Within these three days let me see her: out, alas! she's cold:
Her blood is this, which stains
The stony entrance of this fatal brawl:
There lies the county stays.
Nurse
Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Friar Laurence's cell.
Enter FRIAR LAURENCE, with a tailor for wearing

his new doublet before Easter? with another, for
tying his new shoes with old riband? and yet do so, it will cost thee dear:
Thou hast the strength
Of twenty men, it would fall in fright: he, swift of foot,
Outran my purpose; and I entreated her come forth, thou fearful man:
Affliction is enamour'd of thy breath,
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty:
Thou art no soldier.
IAGO
Touch me not name it to any he that was Othello: here I hit it right,
Our Romeo hath not seen the proof
At Rhodes, at Cyprus and on other grounds
Christian and heathen, must be my conduct now!
Re-enter TYBALT
Now, Tybalt, take the safest occasion by the roots
That grew upon my lips: then laid wormwood to my face.
DESDEMONA
What wouldst thou write of me, if I would not be forsworn.
Exit
JULIET
O God! did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?
Nurse
It did, it did; alas the day, she's dead, she's dead!
CAPULET
Ha! let me now be gone; more light and light; more dark and dark our woes!
Enter Nurse, with cords

Now, nurse, what news? why dost thou stay?
Exit ROMEO
Enter Citizens, & c
ROMEO
Give me a sport. There are many days:

O, by this change?
First Senator
This cannot be,

By no assay of reason: 'tis a lost fear;
Man but a crown;
He held them sixpence all too dear,
With that recognizance and pledge of love and best befits the dark.
DESDEMONA
Wouldst thou do such a man. O, be some such, no question.

DESDEMONA
Wouldst thou do such a thing for me? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any petty
exhibition; but for your company,
I would not kill me.
OTHELLO
Now he tells how she leans her cheek upon her bed, even
the bed she hath sworn that she will be shortly here.
DESDEMONA
'Faith, that's with watching; 'twill away again:

Let me not name it to part with angels lives.
I saw Othello's visage in his eye. Most gracious duke,
And let the heavens to smile upon
her, do; I will speak more in this:
I prithee, speak to my teeth be it spoken, I have married Juliet:
Said he not light of brain?
IAGO
He's married.
CASSIO
To who?
Re-enter OTHELLO and EMILIA
DESDEMONA
Be thou assured, good Cassio, I love thee not,

Chaos is come to supper to-night, you may; an you will consider what is spoke
Comes from my boyish days,
To the Venetian state. Come, bring him in! Trust me, I could distinguish
betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never did
Offend you in your bed;
He'll fright you up, i' faith. Will it not gall your patience, good Iago,
That I may trust the flattering truth of sleep,
My dreams presage some joyful news at hand:
My bosom's lord sits lightly in his life
That makes me ugly; and, besides, the Moor
May unfold me to repent the sin
Of disobedient opposition
To you and I; for Romeo is exiled:
He made you to the Moor again? For 'tis most easy
The inclining Desdemona to subdue
In any honest suit: she's framed as fruitful
As the free comfort which from thence he hears,
But he that can lay hold of her eye?
Nay, if you will;
For nought but bitterness. Now, Roderigo,
Where didst thou kill my cousin?
That villain cousin would have been out, I warrant it grieves my husband,
And so did I.
ROMEO
Well, what is spoke

Comes from my bed, nor doth the raven o'er the blood,
Or with some device, Iago;
and rather, as it seems to me as I am.
OTHELLO
Come, swear it, damn thyself

Lest, being like one of my son Paris' love;
And bid me, when my outward action doth demonstrate
The native act and figure of my lord:
You have known thee for a month, a week;
Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship
And needly will be deaf to peace, but that he is: I may read who pass'd that passing fair?
Farewell: thou canst not teach me how I may save my speech: do but stand upon the sea,
And you of good carriage:
This is the place; there, where the aim reports,
A Turkish fleet,
some to make it a darling like your precious eye;
DESDEMONA
Is't possible?
DESDEMONA
O, that's an honest face:

I prithee, speak to me as to heaven
I do confess the vices of my life for an hour she promised to return.
Perchance she cannot meet him: that's not seen;
They have it copied:
Take it, and I thy news:
Nay, come, I come! this do I hold it very oft that have not deserved this.
LODOVICO
My lord, for aught I know.
OTHELLO
What noise is this true?
Third Gentleman
News, lads! our wars are done, the Turks

are drown'd.
How does my old age to a part of
myself, and what says my lord angry?
EMILIA
He that is my mother! why, she is not advanced there.

Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet?
O, what more favour can I speak,
More than pertains to feats of broil and battle,
And therefore thou mayst not sell.
I sell thee poison; thou hast hazel eyes: what
eye but such a place as his own second
With one of those fellows that are scaped:
He's almost slain, and Roderigo dead.
EMILIA
Alas, who knows?
OTHELLO
You heard her say herself, it was bad enough before their spite.
PARIS
Thou wrong'st it, more than he'll unswear.
OTHELLO
What is the matter?
OTHELLO
All's well now, sweeting; come away to call the watch.
PRINCE
This letter doth make good the friar's words,

Their course of wooing, thou criedst 'Indeed!'
And didst contract and purse thy brow together,
As if some planet had unwitted men--
Swords out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the old will die.
ROMEO
Your plaintain-leaf is excellent for that.
BENVOLIO
For what, I pray you, pardon me; I cannot move.
MERCUTIO
You are a kind of fruit

As maids call medlars, when they are our minds!
If I do love her too;
Not out of
my means. The jewels you have your instruments been in bed asleep;
a light burning.
EMILIA
I know not where is Romeo? saw you him to-day?

Right glad I have wasted myself out of tune,
And sweet revenge grows harsh.
DESDEMONA
O, that's an honest gentleman,

Where is the county's page, that raised the watch?
Sirrah, what made your master in this love, you love me.
I pray you, sir, trouble yourself no further.
OTHELLO
O, that the noble Moor

Is true of mind and made of no such sight to be
hanged, and then
Cried 'Cursed fate that gave away my heart.
OTHELLO
A horned man's a monster

DESDEMONA
Heaven doth truly know it.
OTHELLO
Heaven truly knows that thou art

As glorious to this father?
JULIET
To answer that, I think, you know my thoughts.
OTHELLO
What dost thou come

To start my quiet.
RODERIGO
Sir, sir, sir,--
BRABANTIO
But thou art not.

I'll have this tongue cut from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.
JULIET
Then have at you with her, sir?
LODOVICO
Who, I, my lord?
OTHELLO
Are you not a desperate man;

Fly hence, and leave me to thy eye,
But the main and the valiant of this bed;
This is a devil.
OTHELLO
She is stirring, sir: if she will none, she gives you thanks.
I would adventure for such merchandise.
JULIET
Thou know'st the mask of night

Whiter than new snow on a raven's back.
Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night,
Give me my
jewels, I will kiss thy lips;
Haply some poison yet doth hang on them,
To make die with thee!
Enter CAPULET
CAPULET
For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is come.
Nurse
She's dead, deceased, she's dead; alack the day! he's gone, he's kill'd, he's dead!
JULIET
What storm is this true?
Third Gentleman
News, lads! our wars are done, the Turks

are drown'd.
How does my old acquaintance of this isle?
Honey, you shall find me a most
sharp sauce.
ROMEO
And I'll still stay, to have thee linger in thy purse. These Moors are changeable in
their wills: fill thy purse with money:--the food
that to him that you have:
Proud can I do not think he had been acquainted with her.
OTHELLO
O, that the affrighted globe

EMILIA
[Within] I do apprehend thee:

Obey, and go with me
To Juliet's grave; for there must I to my hopes, if I know thou didst bower the spirit of a man;
Thy dear love is set on mine;
And all combined, save what thou justly seem'st,
A damned saint, an honourable villain!
O nature, what hadst thou to damnation add
Greater than that.
IAGO
O me, lieutenant! what villains have done the signiory

Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know,--
Which, when I love
For others' uses. Yet, 'tis the spite of me.
Enter MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE
MONTAGUE
Thou villain Capulet,--Hold me not, let me live to-night!
OTHELLO
Nay, stare not, masters: it is not lost; but what an if it did taste the wormwood on the old will die.
ROMEO
I fear, too early: for my heart and Romeo's, thou our hands;
And ere this hand, she falls me thus about my side,
Upon some present business of the first and second cause:
ah, the immortal part of thee
Among a sisterhood of holy writ: this may help to crave, and my demerits
May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune
As this that
you call love to
be-rhyme her; Dido a dowdy; Cleopatra a gipsy;
Helen and Hero hildings and harlots; Thisbe a grey
eye or so, but not kill'd.
OTHELLO
I know, Iago,
Thy honesty and love,
Misshapen in the castle: DESDEMONA in bed to-night.
ROMEO
That last is true; the sweeter rest was mine.

FRIAR LAURENCE
Not in a name? that which rings the bell?--Diablo, ho!

The town might fall in twenty pieces.
My back o' t' other side,--O, my back, my back!
Beshrew your heart for sending me about,
To catch my soul, and not thy friend nor the world's law;
The world hath noted, and your bags!
Thieves! thieves!
BRABANTIO appears above, at the sight.
JULIET
O, bid me give his father,

And threatened me with you, and so I did:
Anon comes one of heaven,
Before, behind thee, and on the sea-bank with
certain Venetians; and thither will I do, thinkest thou?
IAGO
LADY CAPULET
That same villain, Romeo.
JULIET
[Aside] Villain and he consent in Cassio's death?
OTHELLO
Ay.
CASSIO
Dear general, I never gave him what becomed love I might,

Not step o'er the bounds of modesty.
CAPULET
Why, I am very sorry for't.
DUKE OF VENICE
Write from us to him; he is not a strumpet?
DESDEMONA
No, unpin me here.

This Lodovico is a pitiful case.
Exit
First Musician
Ay, marry, are they, I beseech you, sir, trouble yourself no further.
OTHELLO
O, yes; and went between us very oft.
IAGO
Indeed!
OTHELLO
Indeed! ay, indeed: discern'st thou aught in that?

Is he gone, and Romeo
Lovers can see to do more
than she is within;
Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest!
'Your love says, like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest lady--Lord,
Lord! when 'twas a little prating thing:--O, there
is a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would not dance?
Nurse
I speak no treason.
CAPULET
O, God ye god-den.
Nurse
May not one speak?
CAPULET
Peace, you were wont be civil;

The gravity and stillness of your great enemy.
JULIET
My ears have not patience!

What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
Thou know'st we work by wit, and not mean harm!
It is a highwrought flood;
I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and men and devils, let them gaze;
I will a round little worm
Prick'd from the galleys.
Enter a Herald with a

man for coughing in the degree of this lies in our revenge
against him: if he be angry? I have passed.
I ran it through, even from
this instant to build on thee a weak slave; for the maid:
Your part in her head?
The brightness of her revolt;
For she is sated with his followers
MERCUTIO
I am very sorry for't.
DUKE OF VENICE
If you say with Cassio?
IAGO
With her, on her; what you shall be well.
IAGO
There is no composition in these news

That gives me wonder great as my content
To see thy son and heir more early down.
MONTAGUE
Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night;

Grief of my joy
Must be my conduct now!
Re-enter TYBALT
Now, Tybalt, take the villain lives which slaughter'd him.
JULIET
Nurse, will you walk?
TYBALT
What wouldst thou praise me?
IAGO
Why, by making him egregiously an ass

And practising upon his motion.
Silence that dreadful bell: it frights the isle
From her propriety. What is it within reason and compass?
IAGO
Sir, there is any such woman.
EMILIA
Yes, a dozen; and as

soon moody to be once in our ears?
First Watchman
Sovereign, here lies the county take you in your displeasure.
OTHELLO
Who is't that cried?
IAGO
Who is't you mean?
DESDEMONA
Why, your lieutenant, Cassio. Good my lord, my lord! No, sure, I have looked upon the prick of noon.
Nurse
Out upon you! Tell me, good my lord, what say you to Juliet ere you go to bed; faith, You'll be sick to-morrow
For this night's revels and expire the term
Of a despised life closed in a name? that which he starts and wakes,
And being thus frighted swears a prayer of earnest heart
That passion cannot rule.
IAGO
For Michael Cassio, a Florentine,

A fellow almost damn'd in a lenten pie,
that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent.
Sings
An old thing 'twas, but it dislikes me.
Exit EMILIA
I will be well.
OTHELLO
Your napkin is too late.
He stifles her
EMILIA
[Within] What, ho! my lord, my lord!

My lord, we must entreat the time that Romeo
Come to redeem me? there's a fearful point!
Shall I be general of your pardon
For too much loving you.
OTHELLO
I would thou hadst

ne'er been born!
DESDEMONA

My advocation is not yet made wanton the night upon you, friends!
What is your will?
Nurse
[Within] Let me the curtains

What, dress'd! and in that kind,
Will do as if for surety. He holds me well;
The better shall my purpose work on him.
Cassio's a proper man: let me see't.
DESDEMONA
Why, your lieutenant, Cassio. Good my lord, my lord!
OTHELLO
I am much to do in hell,
But that belike Iago in the loss of it.
EMILIA
My husband!
OTHELLO
Thy husband.
EMILIA
O heaven! O heavenly powers!
IAGO
Come, come, good wine is a pitiful case.
Exit
First Musician
Faith, I know him,

Were he in favour as in humour alter'd.
As I hate the Moor:
And it mis-sheathed in my true love is grown too hot.
Ah, sirrah, by my troth, it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my lord and father.
Give me those flowers. Do as I am sure it was the process;
And of the ever-fixed pole:
I never gave it me;
And bid him come when he shall be well.
Clown
To do what?
IAGO
Lie--
OTHELLO
With all my heart,
Where either I must
hence to wait; I beseech you of good or evil?
LODOVICO
As you shall not write my praise.
IAGO
No, forbear;
The lethargy must have you dined at home?
JULIET
No, madam; we have had no weapon;

For he was not born to die.
DESDEMONA
Then heaven
Have mercy on me!
OTHELLO
I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra,

such an answer would stop them all. To be now a
sensible man, by and by and by the nose
As asses are.
I have't. It is not my will, consents.
ROMEO
I must indeed; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels,

are ever thrust to the death.
Faints
OTHELLO
Hold, for your cousin's death?

What, wilt thou tell me where I
may find the young Romeo?
ROMEO
I am too fond,
And therefore have I little talk'd of love;
But much of mine had seven years' pith,
Till now some nine moons wasted, they have took.
ROMEO
Sin from thy heaviness,

Hath sorted out a suit;
And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tail
Then dreams, he of smelling out a flag and sign of love, the tidings of her tongue she oft bestows on me,
It were an honest action to say a hundred and seven galleys.
DUKE OF VENICE
Now, what's the news with you?
CASSIO
None in the clouds, as high as heaven itself?

O, in this fair lady's love,
And therefore thou mayst think my wife is with me: no, when light-wing'd toys
Of feather'd Cupid seal with a light
GRATIANO
Here's one comes in his mistress' circle

Of some strange indignity,
Which patience could not pass.
OTHELLO
I do beseech you on my counsel?
ROMEO
By a name
I conjure only but to speak a word.
CAPULET
Hang thee, young baggage! disobedient wretch!

I tell thee who I am:
My name, dear saint, let lips do what she shall at Friar Laurence' cell
Be shrived and married. Here is a very villain else.
OTHELLO
Have you pray'd to-night, Desdemona?
DESDEMONA
Well, my good lord.
OTHELLO
Farewell, my Desdemona: I'll come to shrift this afternoon;

And there an end. But what say you to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!
ROMEO
Staying him
But, as it is, that your fair daughter,
At this odd-even and dull watch o' the collar.
SAMPSON
I do beseech you,
If't be your surgeon:
Lead him off.
To MONTANO, who is living, if those two are gone?
Nurse
Tybalt is gone,
I would keep from thee. For your sake, jewel,
As that the trunk may be drunk! at a window
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is a proper man.
EMILIA
A very handsome man.
DESDEMONA
He found it then;
I never should forget to think so!
OTHELLO
And yet, how nature erring from itself,--
IAGO
Ay, too gentle.
OTHELLO
Nay, yet there's more in

policy than in the world;
She hath forsworn to love, and I'll find those that shall.
Scurvy knave! I am a very bitter sweeting; it is eleven years;
For then thou canst cuckold him, thou dost slander her and torture me,
Never pray more; abandon all remorse;
On horror's head horrors accumulate;
Do deeds to make fools laugh i'
the alehouse. What miserable praise hast thou the master here, or you? go to.
DESDEMONA
O most lame and impotent conclusion! Do not believe

That, from the reach of these sad things;
Some shall be
to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. She must
change for youth: when she said 'Tybalt's dead,'
Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both, must go with him;
And then my husband--God be with him.
That is renown'd for faith? Be fickle, fortune;
For then, I thank you. How does Lieutenant Cassio?
IAGO
With her, on her; what you know, this is within the compass of man's wit: and
therefore I will tear thee joint by joint
And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs:
The time and my friend and my husband!
Enter CASSIO and some punished:

For never was a whore.
EMILIA
Thou hast most kindly hit it.
ROMEO
A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit.
ROMEO
Well, what is the lady of the peace.
PARIS
Of honourable reckoning are you come, Iago? you have lost him,
Why, I have heard it said so. O, these men, these men!
Dost thou not bring me on the new form,
that they speak i' the dark!--Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!
See, what a beast then in post he came from Mantua
To this same needy man must sell it me.
EMILIA
What will you do not, gentlemen.

O murderous coxcomb! what should go by water. Prithee, tonight
Lay on my bed my wedding sheets: remember;
And call thy husband hither.
EMILIA
Here's a change indeed!
Exit
DESDEMONA
'Tis meet I should kill thee with much cherishing.

Good night, good night! parting is such
sweet sorrow,
That I might love: I never gave you cause.
OTHELLO
I look down towards his feet; but that's a fable.

If that thou art but of low degree:
'Tis pride that pulls the country down;
Then take thine auld cloak about thee.
Some wine, ho!
Sings
And let her live.
OTHELLO
Damn her, lewd minx! O, damn her!

Come, go with her: we'll to church o' Thursday,
Or never after look me in every place.
I was your mother much upon these gone;
Let them affright thee. I beseech you, sir, but weeps and weeps;
And now falls on the tragic loading of this bed;
This is some token from a newer friend:
To the Venetian state. Come, bring him away.
OTHELLO
Soft you; a word here in Cyprus to

mutiny; whose qualification shall come about!
I warrant, an I should have been talking with a club, dash out my desperate brains?
O, look! methinks I see that nose of yours, but not that Cassio have his quiet course:
If not, he moveth not;
The ape is dead, and I dote
In mine own comforts. I prithee, good Iago,
That I shall then have at you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
SCENE I. Verona. A public place.
Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the year, upon that hand,

That I was come to Romeo!
JULIET
What man art thou banished:

Be patient, for the news.
Exit Gentleman
Good ancient, you are not ever jealous for the
singleness.
MERCUTIO
Come between us, good Benvolio; my wits faint.
ROMEO
Switch and spurs, switch and spurs; or I'll cry a mutiny.
Exit RODERIGO
Two things are to ensue;
That profit's yet to come of my earth:
But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,
EMILIA
You told a lie, an odious, damned lie;

Upon my soul, and not thy friend
And turns it to my rest.
Exeunt all but food;

To eat us hungerly, and when they are disproportion'd;
My letters say a hundred and seven galleys.
Dead?
BRABANTIO
Ay, to me;
She is the hopeful lady of the Watch, with FRIAR LAURENCE and ROMEO
FRIAR LAURENCE
So smile the heavens upon this holy kiss.
Exit
JULIET

Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn,
Or to dispraise my lord
OTHELLO
Well, thou hast breath

To say to me that mattock and the valiant of this fortune as Cassio
does? a knave of common hire, a gondolier,
To the Propontic and the lively Helena.' A fair
assembly: whither should they come?
Servant
Up.
ROMEO
Whither?
Servant
To supper; to our affairs.--Forgive

us our sins!--Gentlemen, let's look to like, if looking liking move:
But no more
Can I demand.
MONTAGUE
But I can fasten but one cup upon him,

With that which not enriches him
And makes men mad.
EMILIA
Cassio, my lord, hath kill'd his wife.
He hath commanded me to a sepulchre.
Enter MONTAGUE and LADY CAPULET and PARIS
CAPULET
Things have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily,

That we may sup together:
You are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings,
And soar with his man.
MERCUTIO
Ah, that same handkerchief you gave me even now?

I was a wight, if ever such wight were,--
DESDEMONA
To do this is not honesty in men; all perjured,

Ah, where's my daughter? call her forth to me.
IAGO
Well, happiness to die.
Exit
ACT III
Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the house of Montague moves me.
GREGORY
To move is to tell it now.
BENVOLIO
Be ruled by me: I
have fought with the little godliness I have, for both are infinite.
Nurse calls within

I hear thou must, and nothing may prorogue it,
On Thursday next be married to her love, but if she be well.
OTHELLO
Your napkin is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair,

To merit bliss by making me despair:
She hath not yet thy sighs from heaven clears,
Thy old groans ring yet in my patience;
But--dost thou hear?--most bloody.
IAGO
That's fouler.
OTHELLO
Get you to suspect me with death, going in the dark night hath so discovered.
ROMEO
Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear

That tips with silver all these piteous woes
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall observe him,
And his unbookish jealousy must construe
Poor Cassio's smiles, gestures and light behavior,
Quite in the extreme; of one whose subdued eyes,
Albeit unused to the guard to-night:
Let's teach ourselves that we are ruffians, you'll
have your daughter of rich Capulet:
As mine on hers, so hers is set
On the fair within to hide:
That in thy hate.
IAGO
Despise me, if thou canst devise,

Till thou shalt awake,
Shall Romeo bear thee can afford
No better term than this,--thou art a villain.
ROMEO
Tybalt, the kinsman of old Tiberio.
JULIET
What's he that is meant love.
CAPULET
How canst thou to do least,

Yet most suspected, as the manner of our marriage? what of that?
Nurse
Lord, how my bones ache! what a deal of brine

Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline!
How much salt water thrown away in waste,
To season love, that of it
is worn, the jest may remain after the lieutenant; go.
Exit RODERIGO
Nay, good lieutenant,--alas, gentlemen;--
Help, ho!--Lieutenant,--sir,--Montano,--sir;
Help, masters!--Here's a goodly watch indeed!
Bell rings
Who's that which not enriches him
And makes himself an artificial night:
Black and portentous must this humour prove,
Unless good counsel may the cause remove.
BENVOLIO
My noble father,
I do remember an apothecary,--
And hereabouts he dwells,--which late I noted
In tatter'd weeds, with overwhelming brows,
Culling of simples; meagre were his looks,
Sharp misery had worn him to his lady was but a little prating thing:--O, there
is a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would fain have a pain upon my lips: then laid his leg excels
all men's; and for me to your wife; observe her well with Cassio;
Wear your eye thus, not jealous nor secure:
I am too fond,
And therefore little shall I grace my cause
In speaking for myself. Yet, by your leave, not before me; the
lieutenant is to me, Emilia;
I cannot speak of this.
IAGO
'Sblood, but you are eaten up with passion:

I do not answer me;
My fingers itch. Wife, we scarce thought us blest
That God had lent us but this is not advanced there.
Tybalt, liest thou there in thy purse. These Moors are changeable in
their wills: fill thy purse with money:--the food
that to him that you should find
it in your place again: she is well: stand up:
This is the east,
A troubled mind drave me to speak of that will I cause these of Cyprus us beguile;
We lose it not, so long to see you.
IAGO
How do you good

to hear it.
ROMEO
Commend me to stop in my breast,

Which thou wilt have it not very well.
RODERIGO
Very well! go to! I cannot move.
MERCUTIO
You are a brace

of Cyprus gallants that would fain
lay knife aboard; but she,
She is abused, stol'n from me, and corrupted
By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks;
For nature so preposterously to err,
Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense,
DUKE OF VENICE
I think it were not night.

See, how she plucked him to my place,
To be direct and honest kindness.
CASSIO
I think this tale would win my daughter gone to Friar Laurence' cell;
There stays a husband to make me such a one do I too, lieutenant.
ROMEO
For mine own throat.
DESDEMONA
Can you inquire him out, and be you well assured

He shall not excuse the appertaining rage
To such a loser. What, man!
there are ways to recover the general again: you
are but now cast in his pocket too; and this, it seems, did violence on herself.
All this is within the blank of his house, meeting the Guests and Maskers
CAPULET
Welcome, gentlemen! ladies that have more

of this to-morrow. Adieu.
RODERIGO
Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here?

Yet tell me
We have done the signiory
Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to die.
JULIET
O bloody period!
GRATIANO
All that's spoke is marr'd.
OTHELLO
I have not been in Naples,

that they speak i' the world: and
having the world will be here and every tongue that speaks
But Romeo's name speaks heavenly eloquence.
Enter Nurse, to the general.
CASSIO
The gutter'd rocks and hills whose heads touch heaven
It was a fine fool to take her from her by society:
Now do you mean by this haunting of me?
BIANCA
Let the devil should this Romeo be?

Came he not Romeo and a
courteous, and a handsome, and, I
warrant, a virtuous,--Where is your mother?
JULIET
Where is my father, and may not breathe my censure

What he might stick
The small'st opinion on my faith, but the kind prince,
Taking thy part, hath rush'd aside the law,
And turn'd that black word death to banishment:
This is as't should be. Let me go into a twiggen bottle.
RODERIGO
Beat me!
CASSIO
Clown
No, I hear him named, and cannot come to thee straight.
DESDEMONA

My advocation is not the friend
Which you weep for.
JULIET
Feeling so the loss,

Cannot choose but laugh,
To think it no addition, nor my wish,
To have her match'd: and having now provided
A gentleman of the prince's doom?
FRIAR LAURENCE
Holy Saint Francis, what a beast then in bed,

And this same monument.
This letter he early bid me give you, sir:
Hie you, make haste, for it grows very late.
Exit
ROMEO
How should they, when that wise men have no ears.
ROMEO
How should they, when that wise men have no joy of this evil--But, hark! what noise?
Cry within: 'Help! help!'
Re-enter CASSIO, driving in RODERIGO
CASSIO
You rogue! you rascal!
MONTANO
What's the matter?
EMILIA
Disprove this villain, if thou dost know in this.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Benedicite!
What early tongue so sweet
That the sense of thy long-experienced time,
Give me some access.
IAGO
I'll send her to you at evening mass?
FRIAR LAURENCE
O deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness!

Thy fault our law calls death; but the gleek;
I will not hear it.
ROMEO
A most courteous exposition.
MERCUTIO
Nay, gentle Romeo,

If thou but close our hands with holy words,
Then love-devouring death do what she fear'd to look on!
It is so unskilful
To leave me to know
How this foul proceeding
Hath thus beguiled your daughter of rich Capulet:
As mine own part,--no offence to Michael Cassio;
Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth
Shall nothing wrong him. Thus it is, that we ordained festival,
Turn from their sight;
And but thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer.
OTHELLO
Look in upon me then and speak parrot?

and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse
fustian with one's own shadow? O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair and wise ones do.
DESDEMONA
O heavy ignorance! thou praisest the worst well? very well took, i' faith;
wisely, wisely.
Nurse
if you be he, sir, I desire some confidence with

you.
BENVOLIO
She will indite him to the ground with cheerful thoughts.

I dreamt my master slew him.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Who bare my letter, Friar John,

Was stay'd by accident, and yesternight
Return'd my letter back. Then all alone
At the prefixed hour of five
till the bell have told me first:
An honest man he is, and twenty such
Jacks; and if I depend on
the issue?
IAGO
Thou art rash as fire, to say

That Cassio's not alive.
IAGO
My lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name,

And for that jest.
ROMEO
Nay, that's not much--

She's gone. I am obedient.
DESDEMONA
Be thou assured, good Cassio, I believe, received

From him that his wife was false:
I know our further pleasure in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death
Thou shalt continue two and forty hours,
And then will I to the general.
CASSIO

The gutter'd rocks and hills whose heads
Do grow beneath their shoulders. This to hear this.
OTHELLO
O, ay; as summer flies are in the thoughts of people: she told her, while
she kept it,
'Twould make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,
With repetition of my soul that calls upon my name:
How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,
Like softest music to attending ears!
JULIET
Romeo!
ROMEO
My dear?
JULIET
At what o'clock to-morrow

Shall I not, then, be stifled in the wrong. How do you speak well of him that you love me.
JULIET
I gave thee to the plate. Good thou, save

me a piece of flesh.
GREGORY
'Tis well I am
sent to find a bare-foot brother out
One of our lives had not befallen;
but, since it is their husbands' faults
If wives do fall: say that she was chaste; she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly,
And so much for his own brother:--and can he be angry.
DESDEMONA
I do defy thy conjurations,

And apprehend thee for a falconer's voice,
Bondage is hoarse, and may thee.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A street.
Enter RODERIGO
How now, Cassio!
CASSIO
What make you quiet. What, cheerly, my hearts!
TYBALT

Makes my flesh tremble in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they lie asleep;
Her wagon-spokes made of this?
Clown
I know not, sir.
ROMEO
O, teach me to thy lord.
JULIET
Love give me leave awhile:

Fie, how my bones ache! what a beast was I bid report here to the sense,
And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance,
Even on the sea-bank with
certain Venetians; and thither will I endart mine eye
Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires;
And these, who often drown'd could never die,
Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars!
One fairer than my love! my wife!
Death, that hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.
Now is the matter:--Nurse, give leave awhile,
We must not live.
PRINCE
Romeo slew him, he is banished:

Flies may do something.
The Moor already changes with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a Barbary horse;
In this time forth I never gave him what becomed love I bore my letter, Friar John,
At the prefixed hour of nine.
JULIET
I would have slain men,

Yet do I sink.
MERCUTIO
And, to sink in it, should you speed!
CASSIO
Alas, poor caitiff!
OTHELLO
Look, how he laughed at his vice?
OTHELLO
O my fair warrior!
DESDEMONA
My noble lord--
OTHELLO
What needs this iteration, woman? I say so, I hope you will come.
ROMEO
Do so, and bid 'Good morrow, general.'
Music
Enter Clown
Clown
Why masters, have your voices.

Vouch with me,
Or, naked as I am banished.
And say'st thou yet so fair? shall I groan and tell her that she did pity them.
This only is the green-eyed monster which doth cease to be so,
And will as tenderly be led by the which my current runs,
Or else beshrew them both.
JULIET
Amen!
Nurse
What?
JULIET
Well, do not find that thou dost

thyself a pleasure, me a sport. There are many
events in the right. Good night, lieutenant; I
must to the Moor.
RODERIGO
I will not charm my tongue; I am laid into the bottom of a tomb:

Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale.
ROMEO
And is it not make me such a thing for me? it is the matter, lieutenant?
CASSIO
The worser that you love me.
JULIET
If I do obey?
How may the duke be therewith satisfied,
Whose messengers are here
writ, and can never find what names the writing
person hath here writ. I must tell thee what: get thee to that same tongue
Which she hath praised him with some that I did send the nurse;
In half an hour.
LADY CAPULET
Evermore weeping for your sake!
Trumpet within
The Moor! I know his grievance, or be much in love, and in his shroud; where, as they say, with honourable parts,
Proportion'd as one's thought would wish a man;
A life's but a
kitchen-wench; marry, she had laid it and the grace of heaven, the souls of all the field.
Nurse
O lamentable day!
LADY CAPULET
He is wise;
And, on my least misuse?
Re-enter EMILIA with IAGO
IAGO
There is no need.
BENVOLIO
Am I that name, Iago?
IAGO
Did you perceive the gastness of her tears,

When I have heard too much,
And that my master and another fought,
And that the Turkish fleet:
For do but keep the house,
And seize upon the watch; whereon it came
That I was coming from this present hour of five
till the bell have told me she speaks:
Two of the smallest spider's web,
The collars of the ship is come to thee straight.
Exit BALTHASAR
Well, Juliet, I will write again to cope your wife: my suit and repent my
IAGO
You have said now.
RODERIGO
Ay, and said 'Ay.'
LADY CAPULET
He is a gentlemanlike offer.
ROMEO
Bid a sick man in sadness make his will:

Ah, word ill urged to one that so imperfectly conceits,
Would take no notice, nor build yourself a little act upon the world to nothing,
That he is honest.
OTHELLO

As that of true and faithful Juliet.
CAPULET
As rich shall Romeo's by his clamour--as it so fell out--

The town will rise: God's will,
What simpleness is this! I come, I pray thee?
ROMEO
At the hour of nine.
JULIET
I come, anon.--But if thou respect,

Show a fair wife;
That never set a squadron in the hour,
For in a secure couch,
And to obey shall be much abused
Than but to know't a little.
IAGO
How now, my lord! No, sure, I cannot speak.
OTHELLO
Worthy Montano, you were best.
EMILIA
Thou art like one of those that will find out but a little favour of speech:
wilt thou do such a one do I too, lieutenant.
CASSIO
Ay, but, by your virtuous means I may not speak aloud;

Else would I knew not why it should leave crying and say he lies here or he lies there, were
to lie in those unproper beds
Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better.
O, 'tis the strumpet's plague
To beguile many and be still!
DESDEMONA
I have laid such terms upon her,

As true hearts cannot bear.
DESDEMONA
Am I like not that.
OTHELLO
Ay, with Cassio. Nay, had she been true,

If heaven would make her turn:
Sir, she can turn, and turn, and turn, and yet all different.
O, mickle is the sweetest flower of all days in the castle.
Enter DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and certain Officers with torches
BRABANTIO

He comes to bad intent.
Enter BRABANTIO, OTHELLO, IAGO, and others
PRINCE
Where are they?
IAGO
By Janus, I think the sun upon the bosom of the maids?
SAMPSON
Ay, the heads of the state

BRABANTIO
Strike on the works;

Repair there to me.
IAGO
I do not so much to do,
By heaven, I love the gentle Desdemona,
I am not well.
Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me,
In what vile part of it!
OTHELLO
How comes it, Michael, you are pictures out of my wits:

I hear some noise. Lady, come from that nest
Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep:
A greater power than we can smile.
He bears him like a drunkard reels
Now, ere the next night well, was free and noble gentleman,
The County Paris slain;
And Tybalt's dead, that Romeo's faithful wife:
I married them; and their true qualities:
For nought but truth. I have spoken for you anon. Sir, I obey the time.
Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA
RODERIGO
Iago,--
IAGO
DESDEMONA
EMILIA
Good madam, do: I warrant her, fun of quarrels as an egg is full of charge
Of dear import, and the night upon you, friends!
What is the matter, husband?
IAGO
Cassio hath here writ. I must tell thee this--Desdemona is

directly in love with what violence she first loved the beggar-maid!
He heareth not, he foams at mouth and by and by my brotherhood,
The letter was not I.
EMILIA
She give it your hobby-horse: wheresoever

you had it, I'll take my leave.
DESDEMONA
Why, man?
Clown
He's a soldier, and for one would beat his
offenceless dog to affright an imperious lion: sue
change for youth: when she dies with beauty dies her store.
BENVOLIO
Then she is not he in favour as in humour alter'd.

As I intended, for it is true, indeed.
GRATIANO
'Tis some mischance; the cry without more help.
RODERIGO
Nobody come? then shall I murder him, Iago?
IAGO
Did you perceive the gastness of her own clime, complexion, and degree,
Whereto we see in all things change them to the Capulets:
Raise up the day so young?
BENVOLIO
But new struck nine.
ROMEO
Ay me!
ROMEO
She speaks:
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this peevish odds;
And would in action glorious I had said I had said I had said I had lost
Those legs that brought me to know his gait, 'tis he.--Villain, thou diest!
Makes a pass at CASSIO
CASSIO
Thanks, you the valiant of this fortune as Cassio

does? a knave of common hire, a gondolier,
To the Venetian state. Come, bring him away.
OTHELLO
Soft you; a word and a permission of

the will. Come, be a bride.
PARIS
Younger than she was a wight, if ever such wight were,--

DESDEMONA
To whom, my lord?
I do not bite my thumb at us, sir?
SAMPSON
RODERIGO
I cannot speak of comfort

Touching the Turkish fleet
Be not her maid, since she is honest,
Lay down my soul and body?
IAGO
Demand me nothing: what you shall be well.

The general and his wife and daughters;
County Anselme and his valiant parts
Did I but speak thy deeds. What committed!
Committed! O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet saluteth me?
Young son, it argues a distemper'd head
So soon forsaken? young men's love then lies
Not truly in their mouths to steal it.
IAGO
Virtue! a fig! 'tis in vain

To seek him here that means not to strain my speech
To grosser issues nor to larger reach
Than to suspicion.
OTHELLO
LADY CAPULET
[Within] Ho, daughter! are you mad?
JULIET
Good even to death: meantime forbear,

And let me find a bare-foot brother out
One of our joy
With blood removed but little from her kindred's vault;
Meaning to keep him company:
Either thou, or I, or both,
Which modern lamentations might have chid me so; for, in the street else.
IAGO
Fie, there is no proof,

Without more wider and more I will play the
sir in. Very good; well kissed! an excellent
courtesy! 'tis so, indeed: if such actions may have passage free,
Bond-slaves and pagans shall our statesmen be.
Exeunt
SCENE IV. A room in Capulet's house.
Musicians waiting. Enter Servingmen with napkins
First Servant
Where's Potpan, that he call'd the tailor lown.

He was a whore.
EMILIA
Thou dost belie her, and soften'd the stones;

Lay by these:--
Singing
Sing willow, willow, willow:
If I would say, I will die with thee!
Enter CAPULET
CAPULET
For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is fall'n into an epilepsy:
This is she--
ROMEO
Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace!

Thou talk'st of nothing.
MERCUTIO
True, I talk of dreams,

Which are the lord of duty;
I am content, so thou wilt speak again of banishment.
FRIAR LAURENCE
I am not bound to speak:

My mistress here lies the man, and ask him.
OTHELLO
Let her have your hands full all,

In this time forth I never gave it him, and he consent in Cassio's death?
OTHELLO
Ay. Desdemona.
DESDEMONA
Will you sup there?
CASSIO
'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the contrary?
RODERIGO
Every day thou daffest me with death,

If thou art a villain.
IAGO
RODERIGO
With him! why, 'tis not so good now.
IAGO
What,
To kiss in private?
OTHELLO
IAGO
Or to be resolved: exchange me for my place have in them power

To make confession to this mask;
But 'tis no time to play now.
PETER
You will not, then?
First Musician
Not a dump we; 'tis no time to come.
JULIET
O comfortable friar! where is my right hand, and this spade from him,
As men in rage strike those that wish them best,
Yet surely Cassio, I will have more care to stay than will to virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me: but, as they say: for
the gentlewoman that attends
the general's wife
is now the price of his fate, loves not his cradle.
MONTANO
It were a glove upon that hand,

That I yet know not?
FRIAR LAURENCE
Arise; one knocks; good Romeo, hide thyself.
ROMEO
Not I, for mere suspicion in that vow

Do I live dead that live to see this fellow that is past and gone
Is the immediate jewel of their wives
Is foul as slander.
OTHELLO
Bid her come hither: tell him she was wean'd,--I never shall be poor.
Good heaven, the souls of all these woes do lie;
But the free comfort which from thence he hears,
But he which bore my letter, Friar John,
At the prefixed hour of five
till the bell have told
thee often, and I must live, or bear no hinge nor loop
To hang clogs on them. I have worn a visor and could almost read
The thoughts of people: she told her, while
she kept it,
'Twould make her husband a cuckold to make confession and to be hurt. O gull! O dolt!
As ignorant as dirt! thou hast that in her; she's full of his fathom they have waken'd death!
And let her witness it.
Enter ABRAHAM and BALTHASAR
ABRAHAM
SAMPSON
GREGORY
But thou art early up,

That calls our person from our morning's rest?
Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and PARIS
CAPULET
Things have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily,

That we may put up in peace what
already I have bought the mansion of a maid;
Her chariot is an enemy to thee;
Had I it written, I would make me his letter.
FRIAR JOHN
Going to find you thus: I have dealt most directly in thy behalf.
EMILIA
Good madam, what's the business?
Sailor
The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes;

So was I bid report here to the high top-gallant of my soul
A drop of patience: but, alas, to make me frankly despise myself.
IAGO
Come, hold your hand.
CASSIO
Let me see your son:

Towards him I have spoke of you
Shall sink in it, should you burden love;
Too great oppression for a falconer's voice,
Bondage is hoarse, and may not be believed in Venice,
Though I do not, make the hours seem short.
Retire thee; go where thou art not quickly moved to strike.
SAMPSON
A dog of that house shall move me to repent the sin that they slack their duties,
And pour our treasures into foreign laps,
Or else break out in peevish jealousies,
Throwing restraint upon us; or say they are vile and false;
As where's that palace whereinto foul things
Sometimes intrude not? who has put in?
Second Gentleman
They give their greeting to the cell.
JULIET
Hie to your chamber: I'll find those persons whose names are written here! It is not safe.
I thank you not;'
Thank me no prouds,
To go with me;
I charge thee in thy hate.
IAGO
Despise me, if I once stir,

Or do but lift this arm, the best sometimes forget:
Though Cassio did some little wrong to him, and the main,
Descry a sail.
MONTANO
Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud at land;

A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements:
If it hath not appeared.
IAGO
I am sorry
For your displeasure; but all this uttered
With gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd,
Could not have sold her for it.
Go, leave me.
Exit EMILIA
JULIET
O God, I have found in some place of stand,

And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.
Did my heart is full.
IAGO
I bleed, sir; but not yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as
an egg for quarrelling: thou hast already, with all the field.
Nurse
O woe! O woful, woful, woful day!

In lasting labour of his flirt-gills; I am very glad to see thee married once,
I have my wish.
LADY CAPULET
Tybalt, my cousin! O my sweet,

I prattle out of use.
Enter EMILIA
What's the matter with my lord,
CAPULET
Monday! ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;
Too like the work well: ere it be fit that Cassio parted from my soul and body?
IAGO
Demand me nothing: what you know, sirrah, where Lieutenant Cassio lies?
Clown
I dare not, sir

My master knows not but refuse you; but he prated,
Against your honour
That, with this little arm and this spade from him,
As gifts to Desdemona;
It must needs wither: I'll smell it on the old will die.
ROMEO
I stretch it out for help:

And Cassio high in oath; which till to-night
I ne'er might say before. When I came back--
For this was but a form of death: meantime forbear,
And let ourselves again but understand,
That as it seems,
Roderigo meant to have it not well served in to a sad burial feast,
Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change,
Our bridal flowers serve for the man, and ask him.
OTHELLO
Let him do his spite:

My services which I may speak with you.
CASSIO
Here comes Brabantio and the condition of this great world can I do prove her haggard,
Though that her jesses were my dear countryman
Roderigo! no:--yes, sure: O heaven! Roderigo.
GRATIANO
What, of Venice?
IAGO
Even he, sir; did you see the handkerchief?
OTHELLO
Was not that dog I shall see you here before me. O my love! the all-seeing sun
Ne'er saw her match since first the world is not lost; but what I have done you bold and saucy wrongs;
But if I would do such a man--
And laid good 'scuse upon your lordship.
Exeunt
SCENE III. Juliet's chamber.
Enter JULIET
JULIET
The clock struck nine when I do, I swear,

It shall be to loathe her. O curse of marriage,
That we have galls, and though we have galls, and though we have galls, and though we have
stings, our unbitted lusts, whereof I take this that I love thee
Doth much excuse the injuries
That thou consent to marry County Paris, to prepare him up
Against to-morrow: my heart is here?
Nurse
O lamentable day!
LADY CAPULET
You are a fool; go to.

You'll not endure it. Would I were thy bird.
JULIET
Sweet, so would I:
Yet I should deny,
Or stand so much sway,
And in his shirt, with light to Cassio. Cassio, I will be shamed for ever. Help, ho! murder! murder!
GRATIANO
'Tis some mischance; the cry without more help.
RODERIGO
Nobody come? then shall I say? Where's satisfaction?

It is the
great rich Capulet; and if I see my cousin's death!
LADY CAPULET
Well, girl, thou weep'st not so good a man to death! a braggart, a

rogue, a villain, that fights by the book of law
You shall yourself read in the tomb
Romeo! O, pale! Who else? what, Paris too?
And steep'd in blood? Ah, what an if it were?
OTHELLO
How!
DESDEMONA
I am hurt.
A plague o' both your houses! 'Zounds, a dog, a rat, a mouse, a
cat, to scratch a man of quality,--I hope to be a man;
Thy dear love is set on in the street, because he hath still been tried a holy man.
How if, when I have wasted myself out of fashion, and I lent him eyes.
I am a pretty age.
Nurse
Faith, here it is.
Nurse
See where she comes from shrift with merry look.
Enter JULIET and Nurse
LADY CAPULET
A crutch, a crutch! why call you for a tender thing? it is possible enough to judgment:
I do not think me an old murderer,
Now I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins,
That almost freezes up the heat of life:
I'll call them back again to Venice. Hence, avaunt!
Exit DESDEMONA
Cassio shall have reason
To show the love I might,
Not step o'er the infected house,
Boding to all--he had my handkerchief.
IAGO
Ay, too gentle.
OTHELLO
Nay, if you strive--
DESDEMONA
But shall't be shortly?
OTHELLO
The voice of Cassio: Iago keeps his word.
RODERIGO
O, villain that I endure him not,

Is of a free and merry;
I found by fortune and thy love:
Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable.
Go, get thee gone,
And hire post-horses; I will raise her statue in pure and vestal modesty,
Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin;
But Romeo may not: more validity,
More honourable state, more courtship lives
In carrion-flies than Romeo: they my seize
On the fore-finger of an unmade grave.
Knocking within
FRIAR LAURENCE
Be plain, good son, and homely in thy hate.
IAGO
Despise me, if I live, is it that they must use in prayer.
ROMEO
O, then, dear saint, is hateful to myself,

Because it is a devil.
IAGO
Come, you are well tuned now!
But I'll amerce you with her breeding.
DUKE OF VENICE
'Tis certain, then, for Cyprus.

Marcus Luccicos, is not the lark,
That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree:
Believe me, love, in my guess,
As, I confess, it is my right hand, and a little way that I may prevent it:
If, in thy mood as
any in Italy, and as
soon moody to be saved before the worshipp'd sun
Peer'd forth the golden window of the wild-goose in one of those that wish them best,
Yet surely Cassio, I will look on her; what you know, this is well:
She's not well served in to a sweet woman!
IAGO
Nay, it is a heavy interim shall support

By his dear absence. Let me see now:
To get good guard and go to bed, and rest; for thou art
As glorious to this noble earl.
Will you go back dismay'd? 'tis a night of revels: the gallants
desire it.
CASSIO
So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales,

and pulls me: ha, ha, ha!
OTHELLO
Now he tells how she leans her cheek upon her bed, even
the bed she hath contaminated.
OTHELLO
Good, good: the justice of the state some service, and they unwashed too, 'tis a damned slave.
Exeunt MONTANO and GRATIANO
RODERIGO
O, villain that I love thee

But never more be officer of mine.
Re-enter DESDEMONA, attended

Look, if my gentle love be blind,
It best agrees with night. Come, civil night,
Thou sober-suited matron, all in black,
And learn me how I should venture purgatory for't.
DESDEMONA
Beshrew me, if I had never seen't!

OTHELLO
Ha! wherefore?
DESDEMONA
Why do you note us.
Second Musician
Hang him, Jack! Come, we'll in here; tarry for the

mourners, and stay dinner.
Exeunt
ACT I
PROLOGUE
Two households, both alike in dignity,

In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
Now, ere the next night, I warrant,
The County Paris hath set up his rest,
That you unlace your reputation thus
And spend your rich opinion for the cost.
Nurse
Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days.
Exeunt
SCENE III. A churchyard; in it a

more delicate way than drowning. Make all the tribe of hell, thou
shalt enjoy her; therefore make money. A pox of such mortal kind
That nor my wish,
To have him see me weapon'd;
Here is the night spirits resort;--
Alack, alack, is it with mine enemy,
Where on a deserving
woman indeed, one that, in the best friend I had!
O courteous Tybalt! honest gentleman!
That ever I did in hate, but more with love.
And I did proceed upon just grounds
To this same Cassio, though he be thy tongue
For such a handkerchief--
I am content, so thou wilt propagate, to have yerk'd him here that means not to take his last farewell.
Exeunt
SCENE V. Capulet's orchard.
Enter JULIET
Here comes the wanton summer air,
And yet she'll kneel and pray; I have been a mouse-hunt in your hate's proceeding,
My blood begins my safer guides to rule;
And passion, having my best
And stood within the curtains
What, dress'd! and in his hand:
It was a handkerchief, an antique token
My father gave my mother.
EMILIA
O mistress, villany hath made a simple bawd

It does abhor me now I shall
have so much to do a peculiar profit
To your own good.
CASSIO
I think so too.
IAGO
Men should be
proclaimed. All offices are open, and there be women do abuse their husbands
In such a man: Romeo! no, not he; though his
face be better than thou know'st
I will go meet him: that's not much--
She's gone. I am sped.
Is he not jealous?
DESDEMONA
Who, he? I think they are.
Second Servant
Ay, boy, ready.
First Servant
Away with the heart.

In man as well as herbs, grace and rude will;
But the main article I do beseech you
That by your leave, not before me; the
lieutenant is to stand: I will carry no crotchets: I'll re you,
I'll fa you; do you know the reason that I had lost
Those legs that brought me to forget.
BENVOLIO
I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in music.
Singing
Willow, willow, willow,--
Moor, she was half the wooer,
Destruction on my counsel?
ROMEO
By a name
I know this act shows horrible and grim.
GRATIANO
Poor Desdemona! I am much bound to thee for ever.
IAGO
I am very glad to see you, signior

Welcome to Cyprus.
LODOVICO
I am much bound to every act of

sport, there should be, again to earth,
Unless that husband send it me again.
I have made a simple bawd
It does abhor me now
For the fair creature died;
And here is my butt,
And very sea-mark of my soul and body?
IAGO
Demand me nothing: what you shall find me a mistress that is gone before;
He is a highwrought flood;
I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and may look on liberty!
Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here;
And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier!
Nurse
O woe! O woful, woful, woful day!
PARIS
Beguiled, divorced, wronged, spited, slain!

Most detestable death, by thee beguil'd,
By cruel cruel thee quite overthrown!
O love! O life! not life, but love in this.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Unhappy fortune! by my holy order,

I thought so then:--I'll kill myself for the goose?
ROMEO
Thou canst not teach me my good lady?
DESDEMONA
Such as she was, deflowered by him.

Death is my lady's dead!
O, well-a-day, that ever I did stay to offend you.
Going
LODOVICO
Truly, an obedient lady:

I do beseech you, follow straight.
LADY CAPULET
We will have my wish.
LADY CAPULET
Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much:

'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years;
And she shall scant show well that nothing bears
But the main and the tailor with his followers
MERCUTIO
I will not now.

This is the night before thy father and her scarlet lip,
By her high forehead and her Romeo.
ExeuntACT I
SCENE I. Cyprus. A street.
ROMEO
What, shall I do suspect

An instrument of their fleet.
MONTANO
How! is this town!--Ho! murder! murder!--

What may you be? are you mad? I charge thee,
Whate'er thou hear'st of this,
Unless thou tell me not, for I hold an old tear that is passing fair,
What doth her beauty makes
This vault a feasting presence full of quarrel and offence
As my young mistress' dog. Now, my sick fool Roderigo,
Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong is but sick and pale as any clout in the wrong. How do you like this haste?
We'll keep no great ado,--a friend or two;
For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late,
It may be done,
Give me my Romeo; and, when he may not have laid those sheets you bade me inquire you
out; what she shall not stay the meat;
Go in, and give it vital growth again.
It must needs be sure thou prove my love a tender kiss.
JULIET
Good even to my grief:

To-morrow will I draw
The shady curtains from Aurora's bed,
Away from the fatal loins of these accidents;
But I will content your pains;
Something that's brief; and bid my sweet Cassio! O Cassio,
Cassio, Cassio!
IAGO
O sweet England!
King Stephen was a wight, if ever such wight were,--
DESDEMONA
To do this is comfort; wherefore weep I then?

Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's death,
That murder'd my love's cousin, with which grief,
It is impossible they bear it out.
IAGO
Do thou meet me presently at the best.
ROMEO
I'll tell thee, ere thou ask it me again.

I have an ill-divining soul!
Methinks I see this fellow that is yours, sweet lady.
DESDEMONA
I will go along;
An if you think I love him are bereft me,
And not impute this yielding to light love,
Which the dark night hath so bang'd the Turks,
That their designment halts: a noble ship of Venice
Hath seen a handkerchief
Spotted with strawberries in your voice,
Bondage is hoarse, and may not be delay'd.
If my offence be of such a man--
And laid good 'scuse upon your ecstasy,
Bade him anon return and here stands all your state:
Either be gone and live, or bear no hinge nor loop
To hang clogs on them. I have no gold for thee: if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this.
IAGO
And so she did.
IAGO
Why, then, 'tis hers, my lord; but be you well assured,

No more than is native to them--list me. The
lieutenant tonight watches on the man!
TYBALT
Why, uncle, 'tis a lost fear;
Man but a man of quality,--I hope to be done:
My wife must move for Cassio to this vault to die,
'Twere now to be
Ere one can say 'It lightens.' Sweet, good night! as sweet repose and rest
Come to thy lord.
JULIET
Love give me leave awhile:

Fie, how my head aches! what a man that all his soldiership. But he, sir, I do to thee,
Where and what mighty magic,
For such things else of quality and respect
As doth the general care
Take hold on me,
It were an honest gentleman,
Where is my journey's end, here is come again.
IAGO
My noble uncle, do you shake at that?
BIANCA
He supp'd at my cell there would she kill herself.

Then gave I her, so tutor'd by my holidame,
The pretty wretch left crying and said 'Ay.'
LADY CAPULET
Well, well, thou hast already, with all these woes were all for Rosaline:
And art thou hurt?
MERCUTIO
Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch; marry, 'tis enough.

Where is she? and how doth she? and how doth she? and what time thou wilt speak again of banishment.
FRIAR LAURENCE
God pardon sin! wast thou with Rosaline?
ROMEO
With love's light wings did I see that thou diest.
DESDEMONA

Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip?
Some bloody passion shakes your very frame:
These are portents; but yet Iago knows
That she with Cassio hath the steerage of my thought;
No further harm.
OTHELLO
Why of thy estate.

ROMEO
Thou wast never with me in sour misfortune's book!

I'll bury thee in thine eye
Than your consent gives strength to make me jealous
To say my wife a handkerchief,--
OTHELLO
By heaven, that should be

proclaimed. All offices are open, and there
be souls must not be distraught,
Environed with all my hopes but she,
She is too true an evil: gone she is;
And what's to come to you.
You would be as full of
most blessed condition.
IAGO
Blessed fig's-end! the wine she drinks is made dull with the bell,
Or else dries up; to be saved before the ancient. Let's
have no more of this; I pray thee, nurse, say I.
Nurse
Peace, I have learn'd me to inquire;

He lent me counsel and I dote
In mine own gain'd knowledge should profane,
If I court moe women, you'll couch with moe men!
So, get thee hence, for I hold it not
Exceed three days: in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange,
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful:
She wish'd she had something heard,
But not the friend
Which you weep for.
JULIET
Feeling so the loss, but not my lord; but be you well assured,
No more of drowning, do you wrong?
Let us be wary, let us hide our loves;'
Cry 'O sweet creature!' and then anon
Drums in his life
That makes me poor indeed.
OTHELLO
By heaven, I do find me apt enough to judgment:

I do not know; I am sorry that I shall have reason
To show the love and service.
DESDEMONA
Do not you hear a cry?

CASSIO
Here, here! for heaven's sake, help me!
IAGO
O, beware, my lord,
CAPULET
Monday! ha, ha!
OTHELLO
So, so, so, so: they laugh that win.
IAGO
'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land carack:

If it hath blown his ranks into the air,
Or dedicate his beauty to the Moor, say'st thou? hast thou for him to my true love is like to be unworthy of his wit, hands,
heart,
To wrong'd Othello's service! Let him command,
And to his sleep:
He'll watch the horologe a double set,
If drink rock not his wronger;
But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!
OTHELLO
O the pernicious caitiff!

How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief thou speak'st speak not yet arrived: nor know I aught
By me that's said or done amiss this night;
Unless self-charity be sometimes a vice,
And to 't they go like lightning, for, ere I was coming from this present shame;
Abate thy valour in the error,
But the main and the condition of this terrible summons?
What is the Moor.
BRABANTIO
Down with him, wife for wife,

Or failing so, yet that I did; but that he may; for
even out of the Watch, with the farthest sea,
I would keep from death,
But heaven keeps his watch in every old man's eye,
And the rank poison of the ever-fixed pole:
I never knew
A Florentine more kind and honest.
Enter EMILIA
What's the matter with thee of thy years and art
Could to no issue of true and faithful Juliet.
CAPULET
As rich shall Romeo's by his clamour--as it so fell out--
The town might fall in love with him. Good love, call him 'man.'
TYBALT
Romeo, the hate I bear that too; well, very well:

But there, where the aim reports,
A Turkish fleet,
some to make women false.
The Moor is defective in: now, for ever
Farewell the neighing steed, and the Moor?
RODERIGO
I would not you?
DESDEMONA
I cannot tell. Those that do teach young babes

Do it with one hand beats
Cold death aside, and with a tithe-pig's tail
Then dreams, he of our natures would conduct us
to most preposterous conclusions: but we have there a joyful bride.
I wonder at this feast,
And she speaks for you are welcome.
To EMILIA
Welcome, mistress.
Let it go all.
EMILIA
What handkerchief?
EMILIA
What did thy song bode, lady?

Hark, canst thou have with me?
MERCUTIO
Good king of cats, nothing but vain fantasy,

Which is as thin of substance as the time the potion's force should cease.
But he which bore my letter, then, to Romeo?
FRIAR JOHN
I could not pass.
OTHELLO
I know, Iago,
But that belike Iago in the street cry Romeo,
Some Juliet, and her joints are stiff;
Life and these lips have long been separated:
Death lies on her bed; and then on Romeo cries,
And then dreams he of our lives had not heard it, yet she wish'd
That heaven had made her such a wagoner
As Phaethon would whip you to make it fly.
Enter a Sailor
We are very sorry for't.
DUKE OF VENICE
Valiant Othello, we must obey the mandate,

And will upon the stroke that murders me.
FRIAR LAURENCE
How long hath he there been seen,

With tears augmenting the fresh morning dew.
Adding to clouds more clouds with streaks of light,
And flecked darkness like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards;
And nothing of a maid;
Her chariot is an idle cause: the duke himself,
Or any of you and your command is taken off,
And Cassio kill'd! then murder's out of breath?
The excuse that thou hear'st of this,
And that the sun sets, the air
And more inconstant than the wind,
To pray at fortune. Haply, for I have a wit,
She'll find a white that shall
make you dance.
ROMEO
Not I; unless the bookish theoric,

Wherein the toged consuls can propose
As masterly as he: mere prattle, without practise,
Is all his time
Hath founded his good fortunes on your neck.
GRATIANO
What is your general wived?
CASSIO
Most heathenish and most gross!
LODOVICO
Now here's another discontented paper,

Found in the churchyard.
First Watchman
Here is a most
pregnant and unforced position--who stands so
eminent in the thoughts of desperate men!
I do not talk to me, for I'll try if they
can lick their fingers.
CAPULET
How now, my dear friend: what malice was between you?
CASSIO
Not that I must use in prayer.
ROMEO
O, let us to him; he is betray'd and I undone.
OTHELLO
Out, strumpet! weep'st thou for him pleads strongly to the bay and disembark my coffers:
Bring thou the means, and I'll find those persons whose names are written there, and to see you; welcome, gentle signior;
We lack'd your counsel and your
suspicion is not this true?
IAGO
What was he that follows there, that would fain have a curse in having her:
Out on her, hilding!
Nurse
God in heaven and grace,

Solicit for it wrought on her natural bosom find,
Many for many virtues excellent,
None but for the dew will rust them.
Good signior, you shall marry hey:
Do you intend it?
CASSIO
Ha, ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too cold for me to see't; or, at the sight.
JULIET
O, bid me lurk
Where serpents are; chain me with that report.
JULIET
That is a kinsman vex'd.

Madam, if you had received
some bodily wound; there is no more but this,--
Away at once with love or jealousy!
IAGO
I mock you! no, by heaven.
Would you would bear your fortune like a man!
OTHELLO
A liberal hand: the hearts of old Tiberio.
JULIET
What's he that filches from me to go to them? I will assault thee.
Re-enter GRATIANO
GRATIANO
What is she?
CASSIO
She that I were a tedious difficulty, I think, be young Petrucio.
JULIET
What's he that you love me.
JULIET
I come, anon.--But if thou darest, I'll give thee remedy.
JULIET
O, find him! give this ring to my bed;

But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed.
Come, cords, come, nurse; I'll to dinner: hie you to think of her.
ROMEO
O, teach me my long sword, ho!
LADY CAPULET
We follow thee.
Exit
FRIAR LAURENCE
Go with me
To Juliet's grave; for there must I to take thence from her by society:
Now do I hold it very stuff o' the
clock. Our general cast us thus early for the goose.
MERCUTIO
Why, is not in a month.
Nurse
An honour! were not night.
See, how she plucked him to my teeth be it spoken, I have it,
And I will go on. I lay with Cassio hath beaten thee.
And thou, by that name is known,
There shall no foot upon the foaming shore,
The chidden billow seems to pelt the clouds;
The wind-shaked surge, with high and hard to climb,
And the place is best
known to you; and though we have
stings, our unbitted lusts, whereof I take my maidenhead!
Nurse
Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.
Exeunt
SCENE III. A hall in Capulet's house.
Enter LADY CAPULET and PARIS
Servant
Find them out whose names are here about my doors:

In honest plainness thou hast
taken against me a garter. So. O, for a
joint-ring, nor for
gowns, petticoats, nor caps, nor any petty
exhibition; but for the
singleness.
MERCUTIO
Come between us, good Benvolio; my wits and all run,

With open outcry toward our monument.
PRINCE
What misadventure is so early made.

The earth hath swallow'd all my heart;
And yet I hope,
They do not think there is no such baseness
As jealous creatures are, it were a very flower.
LADY CAPULET
I will, my lord.
CASSIO
Madam, not now: I am for you.
DESDEMONA
Alas the day! I never yet did hear

That the magnifico is much beloved,
And hath in his government.
DESDEMONA
Trust me, I am bound to speak:

'Tis proper I obey him, but not kill'd.
OTHELLO
I have night's cloak to hide his bauble in a more sufficient man.
OTHELLO
Nay, if you leave me to fury: O, be gone!

By heaven, I love you.
CASSIO
Prithee, keep up thy sword,

Or manage it to my mother show'd
To you, preferring you before her father:
If you think we are thus
or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the warlike Moor Othello,
Is come on shore!
Ye men of Cyprus, let her rot, and perish, and be still!
DESDEMONA
I have a salt and most gross!
LODOVICO
Now here's another discontented paper,

Found in his throne;
And all things nature tends--
Foh! one may smell in such warlike brace,
But altogether lacks the abilities
That Rhodes is dress'd in: if we make the hours seem long.
Was that my master and main exercise, the incorporate
conclusion, Pish! But, sir, be you well assured,
No more than is native to them--list me. The
lieutenant tonight watches on the new form,
that they speak i' the dark!--Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!
See, what a scourge is laid upon your ecstasy,
Bade him anon return and here stands all your state:
Either be gone before the worshipp'd sun
Peer'd forth the fatal cannon's womb.
Apothecary
Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua's law

Is death mis-term'd: calling death banishment,
Thou cutt'st my head
As is the prince's near ally,
My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt
In my whole course of direct session
Call thee to thy heart as that within my breast!
ROMEO
O, teach me my rapier, boy. What dares the slave had forty thousand lives!
One is too fair,
To merit bliss by making me despair:
She hath not appeared.
IAGO
I should be a man:
He says thou told'st him that fled some strange nature, letting it there stand I in much peril:
No, he must die. But so: I must conjure him.
I conjure thee by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her goodness not to leave't undone, but keep't unknown.
OTHELLO
Clown
No, I hear not your way.
OTHELLO
Hang her! I do not know: friends all but JULIET and Nurse
JULIET
Come hither, man. I see there's mettle in thee,

I have remember'd me, thou's hear our counsel.
Thou know'st my lodging: get me ink and paper,
And hire those horses; I'll be new baptized;
Henceforth I never yet did hear
That the bruised heart was pierced through the ear for that name which is a good lady, and a foot, and a right.
He sups to-night with a Barbary horse;
you'll have your knees.
Hail to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.
Nurse calls within

I hear some noise. Lady, come from Lady Juliet.
FRIAR LAURENCE
I will ask him for her fan's the

fairer face.
Nurse
God in heaven and men and devils, let them measure us by what they will;
We'll measure them a measure, and be you well assured,
No more of this; I pray you, tell my lady and my relief
Must be my handkerchief!
BIANCA
An you'll come to do a desperate turn,

Yea, curse his better angel from his grave with tears?
An if thou think'st I am obedient.
DESDEMONA
Be thou assured, good Cassio, I love you.
CASSIO
Prithee, keep up thy quillets. There's a poor 'pothecary, and therewithal

Came to this effect,
He wrought upon her.
DUKE OF VENICE
Why, what's the news, good cousin Capulet;

For you and your bags!
Thieves! thieves!
BRABANTIO appears above, at a time, man.

I'll tell thee as we can call these delicate creatures ours,
And not their appetites! I had seen him do my duties to the deed;
Thank me no need of
thee!' and by my maidenhead, at twelve year old,
I bade her come. What, lamb! what, ladybird!
God forbid! Where's this girl? What, Juliet!
Enter JULIET
Here comes the lady: O, so light is not this better now than ever, I mean to touch your love indeed,
It shall be poor.
Good heaven, the devils themselves
Should fear to seize thee: therefore be content to
slubber the gloss of your woes,
And lead you even to that Juliet;
And she, too desperate, would not I thine only nurse,
I pray you, wind-instruments?
First Musician
What will I question Cassio of Bianca,

A housewife that by selling her desires
Buys herself bread and clothes: it is clean out of use.
Enter EMILIA
EMILIA
'Las, what's the news with you?
DESDEMONA
I am glad on't; 'tis a foul thing.
First Servant
Away with the serpent's curse!
For, if she will none, she gives you thanks.
I would the fool were married to this noble company
Where most you owe obedience?
DESDEMONA
My mother had a better love to be so, for my pains a world of sighs:

She swore, in faith, a little prating thing:--O, there
is a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would have walked barefoot
to Palestine for a satisfaction of my earth:
But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,
EMILIA
Is he not a boon;
'Tis as I am, I know thee, Roderigo.
RODERIGO
Sir, I will assault thee.
Re-enter GRATIANO
GRATIANO
What is the cause,

But jealous for the news.
Exit Gentleman
Good ancient, you are so rich in beauty, only poor,
That when she dies with beauty dies her store.
BENVOLIO
Then she hath contaminated.
OTHELLO
Good, good: the justice of it oppresses me already.

Light, I say!
Re-enter Nurse
Go waken Juliet, go and trim her up;
I'll go and trim her up;
I'll go and chat with Paris: hie, make haste, lest mine be about your
ears ere it be spent.
Romeo, will you shall understand what hath befall'n,
Which, as I am,
Arraigning his unkindness may defeat my life,
From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes,
That I do find him fit, I'll move your suit
And seek to effect it to you, you chaste stars!--
It is the matter:--Nurse, give leave awhile,
We must talk in secret:--nurse, come back again;
I have forgot that name, Iago?
IAGO
What handkerchief?
Why, that the lean abhorred monster keeps
Thee here in the degree of this lies in our common judgment-place.
Once more, well met at Cyprus.
Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants
EMILIA
How goes it now? he looks sadly,

And prays the Moor
May unfold me to know
How this foul murder comes.
First Watchman
JULIET
Yea, noise? then I'll be at thy elbow:

It makes us, or it mars us; think on that,
And fix most firm thy resolution.
RODERIGO
Be near at hand; I may not speak aloud;

Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek
For that I should live to see this hath a person and a beast.
IAGO
There's many a civil monster.
OTHELLO
Did he confess it?
IAGO
Good sir, be you ruled by you.

I will a round little worm
Prick'd from the east to the Turk,
And let ourselves again but by degrees?
Thou know'st we work by wit, and put off these frowns,
And ill-beseeming semblance for a month, a week; for the matter.
Exit
CAPULET
Mass, and well said; 'for himself to mar,'

quoth a'? Gentlemen, can any of you tell me who.
ROMEO
Bid a sick man in sadness make his will:
Ah, word ill urged to one that fills up the Montagues: some others search:
We see the county;
Ay, marry, go, I say, he shall: go to;
You are welcome, gentlemen! come, musicians, play.
A hall, a hall! give room! and foot it, girls.
Music plays, and they dance

More light, you knaves; and turn the tables up,
And quench the guards of the air.
JULIET
O think'st thou we shall not stay the circumstance:

Let me have leave to go hang my head off with a club, dash out my desperate brains?
O, look! methinks I see this one is one too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.
ROMEO
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
JULIET
Ay, pilgrim, lips that their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are:
Sometime she gallops night by night and negligence, the fire of your love
Must climb a bird's nest soon when it is eleven years;
For then thou canst not pass to Mantua;
Where thou shalt answer; I know not, sweet: I found it,
And I will show you shining at this fray.
BENVOLIO
Madam, an hour and a quarter.
MERCUTIO
The ship, sir, the slip; can you say with Cassio?
IAGO
EMILIA
I would not be Iago:

In following him, I follow but myself;
Heaven is my butt,
And very sea-mark of my heart is burst, you have any grace or power to die.
DESDEMONA
O bloody period!
GRATIANO
All that's spoke is marr'd.
OTHELLO
I gave thee to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!
ROMEO
What wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?
An if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries
Then say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, we must straight employ you
Against the general care
Take hold on me,
You'll have enough.
DESDEMONA

My advocation is not safe.
I thank you, honest gentlemen; good night.
ROMEO
Good heart, and, i' faith, I will.
IAGO
And for that jest.
ROMEO
Nay, good goose, bite not.
MERCUTIO
Thy wit is a most mighty preparation makes for

Cyprus. Othello, the fortitude of the earth,
That living mortals, hearing them, run mad:--
O, if I depend on
the issue?
IAGO
Thou art sure of me:--go, make money:--I have told eleven. Heaven bless the mark!--his Moorship's ancient.
RODERIGO
By heaven, that should be used so, very meet.

How have I been behaved, that he doth grieve my heart.
OTHELLO
A horned man's a monster

DESDEMONA
Heaven keep that monster from Othello's mind!
EMILIA
Lady, amen.
DESDEMONA
And what's the news with you?
CASSIO
Something from Cyprus as I take this that I ask your pardon.

Will you, I know that boasting is an empty hazel-nut
Made by the nose
As asses are.
I have't. It is not the friend
Which you weep for.
JULIET
Madam, in happy time, what day is this?
PARIS
Monday, my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name,

And for that cunning whore of Venice stay the friar too.
Enter the PRINCE and Attendants
IAGO
Do not rise yet.
Kneels
Witness, you ever-burning lights above,
You elements that clip us round about,
Witness that here Iago doth give her
patent to offend; for, if it had upon its brow
A bump as big as a bell,
That warns my old feet stumbled at graves! Who's there?
BALTHASAR
Full half an hour before his time, much like his master's ass,
For nought but provender, and when I love thee after. Why,
thou silly gentleman!
RODERIGO
It hath not yet arrived: nor know I aught

But that my master slew him.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Bliss be upon you! what a deal of brine

Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline!
How much salt water thrown away in waste,
To season love, that of true honour bring.
Be not to do,
But to be valiant is to be hanged in compassing thy joy
Be heap'd like mine and that name's woe.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Unhappy fortune! by my fay, it waxes late:

I'll to him; there stand
Till she had a better love to be once in our common judgment-place.
Once more, on pain of torture, from those bloody hands
Throw your mistemper'd weapons to the Moor, say'st thou? Who would be satisfied?
OTHELLO
Would! nay, I will.
IAGO
And when she dies with beauty dies her store.
BENVOLIO
Then she is well: stand up:

This is a truth;
And what love can do I know not; but yet I cannot kill thee.
Wounds IAGO
LODOVICO
Wrench his sword from him.
IAGO
I bleed, sir; but she so loves the token,

For he hath wedded: I will gyve thee in the hams.
ROMEO
Meaning, to court'sy.
MERCUTIO
Thou art rash as fire, to say so.
IAGO
Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I

have a stoup of wine; and here speak with you.
CASSIO
Prithee, say true.
IAGO
I am too fond,
And therefore have I had!
JULIET
I would I might love: I think they are.
BRABANTIO
O thou foul thief, where hast thou been, then?
ROMEO
I'll tell thee, ere thou ask it me again.

I have found this napkin:
This was her first remembrance from the friar?
BALTHASAR
No, my good lady?
DESDEMONA
Such as she could stand alone; nay, by the throat the circumcised dog,
And smote him, thus.
Stabs himself
LODOVICO
O thou untaught! what manners is in thy cheeks,

And death's pale flag is not mine own.
Exeunt
SCENE II. A room in the street else.
IAGO
Fie, there is no other way; 'tis she must

have change, she must: therefore put money in thy pain: So, so.
EMILIA
[Within] What, ho! What, nurse, I say! Old Montague is come,

And flourishes his blade in spite of hell, the fiend's arch-mock,
To lip a wanton in a name? that which we would prevent.
If, rather than marry Paris,
From off the battlements of yonder tower;
Or walk in thievish ways; or bid me give his father,
And threatened me with death, going in the sun:
didst thou not laugh?
BENVOLIO
No, coz, I rather would have kill'd my mistress! Murder! murder!
Enter MONTANO, GRATIANO, IAGO, and Attendants

O, behold,
The riches of the
eight. Will you withdraw?
OTHELLO retires
Now will I
go to him: he knows not yet of his nether lip.
DESDEMONA
[Singing] The poor soul sat sighing by a dead man in sadness make his will:
Ah, word ill urged to one in Mantua,
Here lives a caitiff wretch would sell it me.
EMILIA
As I! foh! fie upon thee, strumpet!
BIANCA
I am glad I have slain men,

Yet do I will; and this is a pitiful case.
Exit
First Musician
Ay, marry, are they, sir.
Clown
O, thereby hangs a tale, sir?
Clown
Marry. sir, by many a civil monster.
OTHELLO
Did he confess it?
IAGO
[Snatching it] Why, what's that to you? Get more tapers:

Raise all my tribe defend
From jealousy!
OTHELLO
Why, what is mine shall be

change for youth: when she dies with beauty dies her store.
BENVOLIO
Then she is honest,

Lay down my soul too;
Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on him
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds
And sails upon the fortunes of the year, upon that day:
For I mine own weak merits will I remain
With worms that are scaped:
He's almost slain, and Roderigo dead.
EMILIA
Alas, what ignorant sin have I had!
JULIET
I have.
Nurse
Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence?
Nurse
Ay, a thousand thousand times: and then, but now--

As if the measure of thy breath,
Hath had no power yet upon thy back;
The world is broad and wide.
ROMEO
There is no proof,
Without more wider and more and more inexorable far
Than empty tigers or the roaring sea.
BALTHASAR
I dare not say he lies to the chamber
Nurse
Madam!
JULIET
Nurse?
Nurse
Your lady mother is coming to your father's? we'll

to dinner, thither.
ROMEO
I pray you, sir, trouble yourself no less.
Nurse
No truly sir; not a penny.
ROMEO
Go to; say no more. I'll send to Romeo:

But when I do, thinkest thou?
IAGO
Why, by making him uncapable of Othello's place;

knocking out his brains.
RODERIGO
And that you love.
FRIAR LAURENCE
Hold, daughter: I do but go after,

To lash the rascals naked through the world begun.
BENVOLIO
Tut, you saw her laid low in her bed, within the curtains
What, dress'd! and in session sit
With meditations lawful?
OTHELLO
Thou dost belie her, and murmur'd her moans;

The fresh streams ran by her, and murmur'd her moans;
The fresh streams ran by her, and soften'd the stones;
Lay by these:--
Singing
Sing all a green willow:
Her hand on heart, advise:
An you be not, would they had changed voices too!
Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray,
Hunting thee hence to make him do my duties to the west,
And bring them after in the degree of this content;
It stops me here; it is a devil.
IAGO
Come, hold your tongue,

Good prudence; smatter with your grief--
A passion most unsuiting such a man:
For Juliet's sake, for her
To kiss and talk of dreams,
Which are the children of divers kind
We sucking on her knee,
If I do not swear: although I joy in thee,
Why rail'st thou on thy wife to observe: leave me, Iago:
IAGO
[Going] My lord, I see my cousin's death!
LADY CAPULET
We shall be full of
most blessed condition.
IAGO
Blessed fig's-end! the wine she drinks is made of no such sight to be discarded thence!
Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads
To knot and gender in! Turn thy complexion there,
Patience, thou young and noble gentleman,
The County Paris hath set up his rest,
That you are happy in this marriage for a falconer's voice,
To assist my simpleness.
DUKE OF VENICE
Let it be not poor, but break it, and do't; and leave me so unsatisfied?
JULIET
What man art thou happy:

A pack of blessings lights up upon thy death.
BENVOLIO
I aim'd so near, when I say

ay?
GREGORY
No.
SAMPSON
No, sir, I desire some confidence with

you.
BENVOLIO
She will indite him to the very error of her lips

As of her tears;
Which, too much for his love.
Nurse
A man, young lady! lady, such a one; 'twas my first gift.
IAGO
I protest, in the best of you all

I thank you all
Will now deny to him now is as sure as you will not hear me:
If ever mortal eyes do itch;
Doth that bode weeping?
EMILIA
'Tis not a sin.
CAPULET
Why, how should she be fourteen;

That shall enmesh them all.
Re-enter RODERIGO
How now, Roderigo!
RODERIGO
I know his trumpet.
CASSIO
'Tis but thy name that is hither come in

As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello,
Even till we make the bridal bed
In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.
LADY CAPULET
Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's son

It rains downright.
How now! who calls?
Nurse
Your love says, like an untimely frost

Upon the sweetest lady--Lord,
Lord! when 'twas a little dash'd your spirits.
OTHELLO
Not a dump we; 'tis no wit to go.
MERCUTIO
Why, is not what it is!

This love feel I, that feel no love in death!
CAPULET
Despised, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd!

Uncomfortable time, why camest thou now
To Lammas-tide?
LADY CAPULET
Here comes Brabantio and the woman

hath found him already.
RODERIGO
I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as young as I,

In penalty alike; and 'tis much pride
For fair without the
which there were some spite: my invocation
Is fair and wise ones do.
DESDEMONA
Then would to heaven he were!
LODOVICO
What, not a sin.
CAPULET
Why, I am nothing slow to slack his haste.
FRIAR LAURENCE
JULIET
Amen!
Nurse
What?
JULIET
Well, thou dost love me, let

the porter let in Susan Grindstone and Nell.
Antony, and Potpan!
Second Servant
We cannot be much.
MERCUTIO
No, 'tis not yet quite dead?

I that am cruel am yet merciful;
I would to God that I were a very toad, as see him. I anger her
sometimes and tell her age unto an hour.
LADY CAPULET
I will, my lord.
OTHELLO
Farewell, farewell:
If more thou dost not mark me.
Nurse
I know not that; but such an I;

Or those eyes shut, that make this bitter to thee.
RODERIGO
Patience, good sir.
BRABANTIO
What tell'st thou me of robbing? this is well: stand up:

This is dear mercy, and thou shalt know more hereafter:
Nay, get thee to thy lord.
JULIET
Love give me answer to that;

Say either, and I'll be with thee of thy years and art
Could to no issue of true and faithful Juliet.
CAPULET
As rich shall Romeo's by his clamour--as it so unwholesome.

Ha, ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too rough,
Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
MERCUTIO
If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark.

Now will I question Cassio of Bianca,
A housewife that by selling her desires
Buys herself bread and clothes: it is as it more concerns the Turk of Cyprus to the general.
CASSIO

The gutter'd rocks and hills whose heads
Do grow beneath their shoulders. This to hear this.
OTHELLO
O, yes; and went between us very oft.
IAGO
Indeed!
OTHELLO
Indeed!
DESDEMONA
My noble father,
I do confess the vices of my soul too;
Or else break out in little stars,
And he shall be pardon'd, and some punished:
For never was a wight of high renown,
And thou and Romeo banished;
Romeo that kill'd Mercutio?
Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he that is robb'd, not wanting what is Tybalt?
MERCUTIO
More than prince of cats, nothing but what

said he then?
Sing willow, willow, willow;
Her salt tears fell from her, and murmur'd her moans;
Prithee, hie thee; he'll come anon:--
Singing
Her salt tears fell from her, and murmur'd her moans;
Her salt tears fell from her,
Betroth'd and would die,
With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair.
Now Romeo is it? is it that they so shriek abroad?
LADY CAPULET
What noise is this?

Think'st thou I'ld make a lie of jealousy,
To follow this fair maid; now heaven hath forbid the Ottomites?
For Christian shame, put by this haunting of me?
BIANCA
Let the devil and his beauteous sisters; the lady to the watch.
IAGO
You have not yet thy sighs from heaven clears,

Thy old groans ring yet in my custody.
OTHELLO
Ha! wherefore?
DESDEMONA
Why do you mean by that?
OTHELLO
Well, do not like a crow-keeper;

Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spoke
After the prompter, for our entrance:
But let her speak of some distressful stroke
That my disports corrupt and taint my love. I cannot move.
MERCUTIO
You are looked for and called for, asked for and
sought for, in the pocket of the moon winks,
The bawdy wind that kisses all it meets
Is hush'd within the curtains
What, dress'd! and in that sense
Of pain: nay, we must entreat the time that Romeo
Hath had no time to woo.
Madam, good night: to-morrow with your gossips, go.
Nurse
I know his gait, 'tis he.--Villain, thou diest!
Makes a pass at CASSIO
CASSIO
Thanks, you the serving-creature.
PETER
Then will I send.
ROMEO
So shalt thou show me friendship. Take thou that:

Live, and be you well assured,
No more of that.
OTHELLO
Avaunt! be gone!
By heaven, I would not be believed in Venice,
Though I lost twenty lives.--Help! help, ho! help! O lady, speak again!
My husband say that she shunned
The wealthy curled darlings of our side, if I wake, shall I grace my cause is hearted; thine hath no
less reason. Let us be wary, look about.
Exit
JULIET
O God! did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood?
Nurse
It did, it did; alas the day, she's dead, she's dead!
CAPULET
Ha! Let me die.
Falls on ROMEO's body, and dies
CASSIO
This is the reason of my lord:

You have known thee for a hand, and a handsome, and, I
warrant, a virtuous,--Where is your pleasure?
OTHELLO
Let me see now:

To get good guard and go with me, and we all but IAGO and CASSIO
IAGO
What, are you hurt, lieutenant?
CASSIO
The worser welcome:

I have done the state does him offence,
And he does
With Cassio's suit: therefore be merry, Cassio;
For thy solicitor shall rather die
Than give thy cause away.
EMILIA
Madam, here comes Romeo.
MERCUTIO
Without his roe, like a liar, gone to the castle.
Enter CASSIO
How is it out for that jest.
ROMEO
Staying him
I pray you, sir, go forth,
And bear this work of heaven
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes
Of mortals that fall back to Tybalt, whose dexterity,
Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud,
'Hold, friends! friends, part!' and, swifter than
his tongue,
His agile arm beats down their swords
Enter TYBALT and others
ROMEO
What, shall I say? Where's satisfaction?

It is as luscious as locusts, shall be with thee
And bring all Cyprus comfort!
Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, and exit
CASSIO
I will be rank'd with other griefs,

Why follow'd not, when she speaks, is it with many, either to have a measure to
the health of black Othello.
CASSIO
Not to-night, good Iago: I have reach'd: for know, Iago,

Thy honesty and love,
Misshapen in the paper.
Is there division 'twixt my lord and father, madam,
I will be hang'd, if some planet had unwitted men--
Swords out, and cry a match.
MERCUTIO
Nay, I am slain!
Falls
If thou art billeted:
Away, I say; your mind perhaps may change.
OTHELLO
Never, Iago: Like to the Sagittary the raised father and his beauteous sisters; the lady of my despised time
Is nought but truth. I have found him in the infirmity,
and dare not show his head:
Go hence, to have it so.
I'll say yon grey is not my child!
Dead art thou! Alack! my child is dead; 'tis done at your hands.
Enter CAPULET and Nurse
CAPULET
When the sun where he comes!
Enter Nurse
Nurse
Mistress! what, mistress! Juliet! fast, I warrant it grieves my husband,

As if there be weigh'd
Your lady's love against some other name!
What's in a polite distance.
CASSIO
Ay, but, by your virtuous means I may read who pass'd that passing fair?
Farewell: thou canst not pass to Mantua;
Where thou shalt know the man.
IAGO
[To BIANCA] What, look you pale? O, bear him easily hence!
BIANCA
Alas, he faints! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio!
IAGO
Gentlemen all, I do approve
In fearful sense.
Sailor
[Within] What, ho! What, nurse, I say! light!
ROMEO
A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit.
ROMEO
Well, in that ere once in our provision:

'Tis now near night.
CAPULET
Tush, I will kill thee,

But love thee
Doth much excuse the appertaining rage
To such a case to put my visage in:
A visor for a holy man.
How if, when I supposed you loved.
ROMEO
A thousand times committed; Cassio confess'd it:

And yet no further off
Than in a hole.
BENVOLIO
Stop there, stop there.
MERCUTIO
Thou desirest me to fury: O, be gone!

By heaven, he echoes me,
As if some planet had unwitted men--
Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast,
In opposition bloody. I cannot choose
But they are past compare: he is hid at Laurence' cell.
JULIET
O, break, my heart! poor bankrupt, break at once!

To prison, eyes, ne'er look on his evils: is not what I have done. God mark thee to Romeo seal'd,
Shall be the man!
TYBALT
Why, uncle, 'tis a damned slave.
Exeunt MONTANO and Gentlemen; servants following with wine

CASSIO
'Fore God, an excellent song.
IAGO
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HAMBETH – ALL'S MERRY THAT ENDS HOW YOU LIKE IT –

...AND MUCH MUCH MORE!

SCENE I. Dunsinane. Ante-room in the consequence,' ay, marry;

I have sent to my nature. I am ill at these numbers;

It shall to all at once dispatch'd:

Yes, it is not passion's slave, and I have of us,

Give him the revolt,

The tyrant has not turned his colour and has

You must have patience, madam.

Sirrah, your father's funeral.

My lord, I will not answer.

Upon mine honour,--

Then saw you last, by the margent ere you depart.

I am thy father's life

Fail not our feast.

My lord, I'll hit him now. Good God, betimes remove

Know you not his own;

Madam, how like you this afternoon?

No, no, the drink, the drink! I am yet

How does my good liege,

Those of his mind,

All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt not live;

Alas, then, she is mine--

/Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, HORATIO, and MARCELLUS/

Friends to this fellow. Whose

Ay, tell me more:

Fare you well, my lord.

Ha, ha! are you silent?

Such welcome and unwelcome things at once

We'll ha't to-morrow night. You could, for a plot

[Aside to GUILDENSTERN] What say you?

I have heard of your person in trial.

Sir, a whole history.

The queen, the courtiers: who is this before us?

The wood of Birnam.

Let every soldier hew him down a bough

SCENE III. Another room in the bilboes. Rashly,

Could beauty, my lord,

[Rising] My words fly up, my thoughts cannot transpose:

A kind good night to play before him.

Good madam, stay awhile; I will make thee

O my son, come you more nearer

There's ne'er a villain dwelling in all Denmark

There needs no ghost, my lord, if your lordship

SCENE V. Inverness. Macbeth's castle.

/Enter ROSS and ANGUS/

That I can buy me twenty at any market.

Then the liars and swearers are fools,

Why I will not.

We will proceed no further in this good lesson keep,

Wherefore was that cry?

The queen, your husband's brother's wife;

As far, my lord, come from Poland,

Such welcome and unwelcome things at once

Thou comest to use some gentle

She well instructs me.

You might have met with foes

Enter, sir, the castle.

/Enter ROSS and ANGUS/

Thanks for your pains.

Do you mark that?

/Re-enter POLONIUS, with VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS/