Love's Labor's Lost (Quarto 1, 1598)
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¶Berowne they call him, but a merrier man,
¶Within the limit of becomming mirth,
560I neuer spent an houres talke withall.
¶His eye begets occasion for his wit,
¶For euery obiect that the one doth catch,
¶The other turnes to a mirth-moouing iest.
¶Which his fayre tongue (conceites expositer)
565Deliuers in such apt and gracious wordes,
¶That aged eares play treuant at his tales.
¶And younger hearinges are quite rauished.
570That euery one her owne hath garnished,
¶Prin. Now, What admittance Lord?
575Boyet. Nauar had notice of your faire approch,
¶And he and his compettitours in oth,
¶Were all addrest to meete you gentle Lady
¶Before I came: Marrie thus much I haue learnt,
¶He rather meanes to lodge you in the feelde,
580Like one that comes heere to besiedge his Court,
¶To let you enter his vnpeeled house.
¶
Enter Nauar, Longauill, Dumaine, & Berowne.
¶Bo. Heere comes Nauar.
¶Prin. Faire I giue you backe againe, and welcome I haue
¶not yet: the roofe of this Court is too high to be yours, and
¶welcome to the wide fieldes too base to be mine.
¶Prin. I wilbe welcome then, Conduct me thither.
¶Nau. Not for the worldefaire Madame, by my will.
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Prin,
A pleasant conceited Comedie:
