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BOYET
Proud of employment, willingly I go.
PRINCESS
All pride is willing pride, and yours is so. Exit Boyet
Who are the votaries, my loving lords,
That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke?
Who are the votaries, my loving lords,
That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke?
A LORD
Lord Longueville is one.
PRINCESS Know you the man?
MARIA
I know him, madam. At a marriage feast
Between Lord Perigord and the beauteous heir
Of Jaques Fauconbridge solemnized
In Normandy saw I this Longueville.
A man of sovereign parts he is esteemed,
Well fitted in arts, glorious in arms.
Nothing becomes him ill that he would well.
The only soil of his fair virtue’s gloss-
If virtue’s gloss will stain with any soil-
Is a sharp wit matched with too blunt a will,
Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still wills
It should none spare that come within his power.
Between Lord Perigord and the beauteous heir
Of Jaques Fauconbridge solemnized
In Normandy saw I this Longueville.
A man of sovereign parts he is esteemed,
Well fitted in arts, glorious in arms.
Nothing becomes him ill that he would well.
The only soil of his fair virtue’s gloss-
If virtue’s gloss will stain with any soil-
Is a sharp wit matched with too blunt a will,
Whose edge hath 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 say so most that most his humours know.
PRINCESS
Such short-lived wits do wither as they grow.
Who are the rest?
Who are the rest?
CATHERINE
The young Dumaine, a well-accomplished youth,
Of all that virtue love for virtue loved.
Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill,
For he hath wit to make an ill shape good,
And shape to win grace, though he had no wit.
I saw him at the Duke Alençon’s once,
And much too little of that good I saw
Is my report to his great worthiness.
Of all that virtue love for virtue loved.
Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill,
For he hath wit to make an ill shape good,
And shape to win grace, though he had no wit.
I saw him at the Duke Alençon’s once,
And much too little of that good I saw
Is my report to his great worthiness.
ROSALINE
Another of these students at that time
Was there with him, if I have heard a truth.
Biron they call him, but a merrier man,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent an hour’s talk withal.
His eye begets occasion for his wit,
For every object that the one doth catch
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,
Which his fair tongue, conceit’s expositor,
Delivers in such apt and gracious words
That aged ears play truant at his tales,
And younger hearings are quite ravished,
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Was there with him, if I have heard a truth.
Biron they call him, but a merrier man,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent an hour’s talk withal.
His eye begets occasion for his wit,
For every object that the one doth catch
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,
Which his fair tongue, conceit’s expositor,
Delivers in such apt and gracious words
That aged ears play truant at his tales,
And younger hearings are quite ravished,
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
PRINCESS
God bless my ladies, are they all in love,
That every one her own hath garnished
With such bedecking ornaments of praise?
That every one her own hath garnished
With such bedecking ornaments of praise?
A LORD
Here comes Boyet.
Enter Boyet
PRINCESS
Now, what admittance, lord?
BOYET
Navarre had notice of your fair approach,
And he and his competitors in oath
Were all addressed to meet you, gentle lady,
Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt:
He rather means to lodge you in the field,
Like one that comes here to besiege his court,
Than seek a dispensation for his oath
To let you enter his unpeopled house.
And he and his competitors in oath
Were all addressed to meet you, gentle lady,
Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt:
He rather means to lodge you in the field,
Like one that comes here to besiege his court,
Than seek a dispensation for his oath
To let you enter his unpeopled house.
Enter Navarre, Longueville, Dumaine, and Biron
Here comes Navarre.
KING Fair Princess, welcome to the court of Navarre.
PRINCESS ‘Fair’ I give you back again, and welcome I have not yet. The roof of this court is too high to be yours, and welcome to the wide fields too base to be mine.
KING
You shall be welcome, madam, to my court.
PRINCESS
I will be welcome, then. Conduct me thither.
KING
Hear me, dear lady. I have sworn an oath—
PRINCESS
Our Lady help my lord He’ll be forsworn.
KING
Not for the world, fair madam, by my will.
PRINCESS
Why, will shall break it—will and nothing else.
KING
Your ladyship is ignorant what it is.
PRINCESS
Were my lord so his ignorance were wise,
Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance.
I hear your grace hath sworn out housekeeping.
’Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord,
And sin to break it.
But pardon me, I am too sudden-bold.
To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me.
Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming,
And suddenly resolve me in my suit.
Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance.
I hear your grace hath sworn out housekeeping.
’Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord,
And sin to break it.
But pardon me, I am too sudden-bold.
To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me.
Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming,
And suddenly resolve me in my suit.
She gives him a paper
KING
Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.
PRINCESS
You will the sooner that I were away,
For you’ll prove perjured if you make me stay.
For you’ll prove perjured if you make me stay.
Navarre reads the paper
BIRON (
to Rosaline
)
to Rosaline
)
Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?
⌈FROSALINE⌉
Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?
BIRON
I know you did.
⌈ROSALINE⌉
How needless was it then
To ask the question!
BIRON
You must not be so quick.
⌈ROSALINE⌉
‘Tis ’long of you, that spur me with such questions.
BIRON
Your wit’s too hot, it speeds too fast, ’twill tire.
⌈ROSALINE⌉
Not till it leave the rider in the mire.
BIRON
What time o’ day?
⌈ROSALINE⌉
The hour that fools should ask.
BIRON
Now fair befall your mask.
⌈ROSALINE⌉
Fair fall the face it covers.
BIRON
And send you many lovers.
⌈ROSALINE⌉
Amen, so you be none.
BIRON
Nay, then will I be gone.
KING (
to the Princess)
to the Princess)
Madam, your father here doth intimate
The payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
Being but the one-half of an entire sum
Disbursed by my father in his wars.
But say that he or we—as neither have—
Received that sum, yet there remains unpaid
A hundred thousand more, in surety of the which
One part of Aquitaine is bound to us,
Although not valued to the money’s worth.
If then the King your father will restore
But that one half which is unsatisfied,
We will give up our right in Aquitaine
And hold fair friendship with his majesty.
But that, it seems, he little purposeth,
For here he doth demand to have repaid
A hundred thousand crowns, and not demands,
On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
To have his title live in Aquitaine,
Which we much rather had depart withal,
And have the money by our father lent,
Than Aquitaine, so gelded as it is.
Dear Princess, were not his requests so far
From reason’s yielding, your fair self should make
A yielding ’gainst some reason in my breast,
And go well satisfied to France again.
The payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
Being but the one-half of an entire sum
Disbursed by my father in his wars.
But say that he or we—as neither have—
Received that sum, yet there remains unpaid
A hundred thousand more, in surety of the which
One part of Aquitaine is bound to us,
Although not valued to the money’s worth.
If then the King your father will restore
But that one half which is unsatisfied,
We will give up our right in Aquitaine
And hold fair friendship with his majesty.
But that, it seems, he little purposeth,
For here he doth demand to have repaid
A hundred thousand crowns, and not demands,
On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
To have his title live in Aquitaine,
Which we much rather had depart withal,
And have the money by our father lent,
Than Aquitaine, so gelded as it is.
Dear Princess, were not his requests so far
From reason’s yielding, your fair self should make
A yielding ’gainst some reason in my breast,
And go well satisfied to France again.
PRINCESS
You do the King my father too much wrong,
And wrong the reputation of your name,
In so unseeming to confess receipt
Of that which hath so faithfully been paid.
And wrong the reputation of your name,
In so unseeming to confess receipt
Of that which hath so faithfully been paid.
KING
I do protest I never heard of it,
And if you prove it I’ll repay it back
Or yield up Aquitaine.
And if you prove it I’ll repay it back
Or yield up Aquitaine.
PRINCESS We arrest your word.
Boyet, you can produce acquittances
For such a sum from special officers
Of Charles, his father.
For such a sum from special officers
Of Charles, his father.
KING
Satisfy me so.
BOYET
So please your grace, the packet is not come
Where that and other specialties are bound.
Tomorrow you shall have a sight of them.
Where that and other specialties are bound.
Tomorrow you shall have a sight of them.
KING
It shall suffice me, at which interview
All liberal reason I will yield unto.
Meantime receive such welcome at my hand
As honour, without breach of honour, may
Make tender of to thy true worthiness.
You may not come, fair princess, within my gates,
But here without you shall be so received
As you shall deem yourself lodged in my heart,
Though so denied fair harbour in my house.
Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell.
Tomorrow shall we visit you again.
All liberal reason I will yield unto.
Meantime receive such welcome at my hand
As honour, without breach of honour, may
Make tender of to thy true worthiness.
You may not come, fair princess, within my gates,
But here without you shall be so received
As you shall deem yourself lodged in my heart,
Though so denied fair harbour in my house.
Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell.
Tomorrow shall we visit you again.
PRINCESS
Sweet health and fair desires consort your grace.
KING
Thy own wish wish I thee in every place.
Exit with Longueville and Dumaine
BIRON (
to Rosaline)
Lady, I will commend you to mine own heart.
to Rosaline)
Lady, I will commend you to mine own heart.
ROSALINE Pray you, do my commendations. I would be glad to see it.
BIRON I would you heard it groan.
ROSALINE Is the fool sick?
BIRON Sick at the heart.
ROSALINE
Alack, let it blood.
BIRON
Would that do it good?
ROSALINE
My physic says ‘Ay’.
BIRON
Will you prick’t with your eye?
ROSALINE
Non point
, with my knife.
, with my knife.
BIRON
Now God save thy life.
ROSALINE
And yours, from long living.
BIRON
I cannot stay thanksgiving. Exit
Enter Dumaine
DUMAINE (to
Boyet)
Boyet)
Sir, I pray you a word. What lady is that same?
BOYET
The heir of Alençon, Catherine her name.
DUMAINE
A gallant lady. Monsieur, fare you well. Exit
Enter Longueville
LONGUEVILLE (to
Boyet)
Boyet)
I beseech you a word, what is she in the white?
BOYET
A woman sometimes, an you saw her in the light.
LONGUEVILLE
Perchance light in the light. I desire her name.
BOYET
She hath but one for herself; to desire that were a shame.
LONGUEVILLE
Pray you, sir, whose daughter?
BOYET
Her mother’s, I have heard.
LONGUEVILLE
God’s blessing on your beard !
BOYET
Good sir, be not offended.
She is an heir of Fauconbridge.
She is an heir of Fauconbridge.
LONGUEVILLE
Nay, my choler is ended.
She is a most sweet lady.
She is a most sweet lady.
BOYET
Not unlike, sir. That may be.
Exit Longueville
Enter Biron
BIRON
What’s her name in the cap?
BOYET
Rosaline, by good hap.
BIRON
Is she wedded or no?
BOYET
To her will, sir, or so.
BIRON
O, you are welcome, sir. Adieu.
BOYET
Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to you.
Exit Biron
MARIA
That last is Biron, the merry madcap lord.
Not a word with him but a jest.
Not a word with him but a jest.
BOYET And every jest but a word.
PRINCESS
It was well done of you to take him at his word.
BOYET
I was as willing to grapple as he was to board.
⌈CATHERINE⌉
Two hot sheeps, marry.
BOYET
And wherefore not ships?
No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on your lips.
⌈CATHERINE⌉
You sheep and I pasture—shall that finish the jest?
BOYET
So you grant pasture for me.
⌈CATHERINE⌉
Not so, gentle beast.
My lips are no common, though several they be.
BOYET
Belonging to whom?
⌈CATHERINE⌉
To my fortunes and me.
PRINCESS
Good wits will be jangling; but, gentles, agree.
This civil war of wits were much better used
On Navarre and his bookmen, for here ’tis abused.
This civil war of wits were much better used
On Navarre and his bookmen, for here ’tis abused.
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