Love's Labor's Lost (Folio 1, 1623)
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Loues Labour's lost
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¶weeding.
¶breeding.
105Dum. How followes that?
¶Ber. Fit in his place and time.
¶Ber. Something then in rime.
110That bites the first borne infants of the Spring.
¶Why should I ioy in any abortiue birth?
¶So you to studie now it is too late,
¶That were to clymbe ore the house to vnlocke the gate.
¶Then for that Angell knowledge you can say,
¶Yet confident Ile keepe what I haue sworne,
¶And bide the pennance of each three yeares day.
125Giue me the paper, let me reade the same,
¶of my Court.
130Hath this bin proclaimed?
¶Lon. Foure dayes agoe.
¶On paine of loosing her tongue.
¶Who deuis'd this penaltie?
135Lon. Marry that did I.
¶Ber. Sweete Lord, and why?
¶Lon. To fright them hence with that dread penaltie,
¶A dangerous law against gentilitie.
¶ Item, If any man be seene to talke with a woman with-
¶deuise.
¶A Maide of grace and compleate maiestie,
¶About surrender vp of Aquitaine:
¶To her decrepit, sicke, and bed-rid Father.
¶Therefore this Article is made in vaine,
¶Why, this was quite forgot.
¶While it doth study to haue what it would,
155It doth forget to doe the thing it should:
¶And when it hath the thing it hunteth most,
¶For euery man with his affects is borne,
¶If I breake faith, this word shall breake for me,
¶So to the Lawes at large I write my name,
¶And he that breakes them in the least degree,
¶Stands in attainder of eternall shame.
¶Suggestions are to others as to me:
¶But is there no quicke recreation granted?
¶Fer. I that there is, our Court you know is hanted
¶With a refined trauailer of Spaine,
175A man in all the worlds new fashion planted,
¶That hath a mint of phrases in his braine:
¶One, who the musicke of his owne vaine tongue,
¶Doth rauish like inchanting harmonie:
¶A man of complements whom right and wrong
180Haue chose as vmpire of their mutinie.
¶This childe of fancie that Armado hight,
¶In high-borne words the worth of many a Knight:
¶From tawnie Spaine lost in the worlds debate.
185How you delight my Lords, I know not I,
¶But I protest I loue to heare him lie,
¶A man of fire, new words, fashions owne Knight.
¶
Enter a Constable with Costard with a Letter.
¶in flesh and blood.
¶Ber. This is he.
¶Con. Signeor Arme, Arme commends you:
200Ther's villanie abroad, this letter will tell you more.
¶Clow. Sir the Contempts thereof are as touching
¶mee.
¶Fer. A letter from the magnificent Armado.
205high words.
¶Lon. A high hope for a low heauen, God grant vs pa-
¶tience.
¶Ber. To heare, or forbeare hearing.
210or to forbeare both.
¶The manner of it is, I was taken with the manner.
215Ber. In what manner?
¶her vpon the Forme, and taken following her into the
¶Parke: which put to gether, is in manner and forme
220following. Now sir for the manner; It is the manner
¶forme.
225fend the right.
¶Fer. Will you heare this Letter with attention?
¶Ber. As we would heare an Oracle.
¶flesh.
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Fer. Great
