Internet Shakespeare Editions

Toolbox




Jump to line
Help on texts

About this text

  • Title: Love's Labor's Lost (Quarto 1, 1598)
  • Editor: Timothy Billings

  • Copyright Timothy Billings. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Timothy Billings
    Not Peer Reviewed

    Love's Labor's Lost (Quarto 1, 1598)

    called Loues Labor's lost.


    Eeter Braggart.
    Ber. Hide thy head Achilles, here comes Hector in Armes.
    2590Duma. Though my mockes come home by me, I will
    now be merrie.
    King. Hector was but a Troyan in respect of this.
    Boyet. But is this Hector?
    King. I thinke Hector was not so cleane timberd.
    2595Long. His Legge is too bigge for Hectors.
    Duman. More Calfe certaine.
    Boye. No, he is best indued in the small.
    Bero. This cannot be Hector.
    Duma. Hee's a God or a Painter: for he makes faces.
    2600Braggart.
    The Armipotent Mars, of Launces the almightie,
    gaue Hector a gift
    .
    Duma. A gift Nutmegg.
    Bero. A Lemmon.
    Long. Stucke with Cloues.
    2605Dum. No clouen.
    Brag.
    Peace. The Armipotent Mars, of Launces the almighty,
    Gaue Hector a gift, the heir of Illion,
    A man so breathed, that certaine he would fight; yea,
    From morne till night out of his Pauilion.
    2610I am that Flower.
    Dum. That Mint.
    Long. That Cullambine.
    Brag. Sweete Lord Longauill raine thy tongue.
    Long. I must rather giue it the raine: for it runnes against
    2615Hector.
    Dum. I and Hector's a Greyhound.
    Brag. The sweete War-man is dead and rotten,
    Sweete chucks beat not the bones of the buried:
    2618.1When he breathed he was a man:
    But I will forward with my deuice; sweete royaltie bestow
    2620on me the sence of hearing.
    Berowne steps foorth.
    Quee. Speake braue Hector, we are much delighted.
    Brag. I do adore thy sweete Graces Slipper.
    Boyet