114110At Chri
stmas I no more de
sire a Ro
se,
115111Then wi
sh a Snow in Mayes new fangled
showes:
116112But like of each thing that in
sea
son growes.
117113So you to
studie now it is too late,
118114Clymbe ore the hou
se to vnlocke the little gate.
119115Ferd. Well,
sit you out: go home
Berowne: adue.
120116Bero. No my good Lord, I haue
sworne to
stay with you.
121117And though I haue for barbari
sme
spoke more
122118Then for that Angell knowledge you can
say,
123119Yet con
fident Ile keepe what I haue
sworne,
124120And bide the pennance of each three yeeres day.
125121Giue me the paper, let me reade the
same,
126122And to the
stri
cte
st decrees Ile write my name.
127123Fer. How well this yeelding re
scewes thee from
shame.
Item, That no woman shall come within a myle of
Hath this bin proclaymed?
132127Ber. Lets
see the penaltie.
On payne of loosing her tung.
134128Who deui
s'd this penaltie?
135129Long. Marrie that did I.
136130Bero. Sweete Lord and why?
137131Long. To fright them hence with that dread penaltie.
138132A dangerous law again
st gentletie.
Item, Yf any man be seene to talke with a woman within
140134 the tearme of three yeeres, he
shall indure
such publibue
141135 shame as the re
st of the Court can po
ssible deui
se.
143136Ber. This Article my liedge your
selfe mu
st breake,
144137For well you know here comes in Emba
ssaie,
145138The French kinges daughter with your
selfe to
speake:
146139A Maide of grace and complet maie
stie,
147140About
surrender vp of
Aquitaine,
148141To her decrepit,
sicke, and bedred Father.
149142Therefore this Article is made in vaine,
150143Or vainely comes th'admired Prince
sse hither.
151144Ferd. What
say you Lordes? why, this was quite forgot.
153145Ber. So Studie euermore is ouer
shot,
154146While it doth
studie to haue what it would,
155147It doth forget to do the thing it
should:
And