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PRIN. Good lord Boyet, my beauty, though but mean,
Needs not the painted flourish of your praise;
Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye,
Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues :
I am less proud to hear you tell my worth,
Than you much willing to be counted wise
In spending your wit in the praise of mine.
But now to task the tasker,-Good Boyet,
You are not ignorant, all-telling fame
Doth noise abroad, Navarre hath made a vow,
Till painful study shall out-wear three years,
No woman may approach his silent court:
Therefore to us seemeth it a needful course,
Before we enter his forbidden gates,

To know his pleasure; and in that behalf,
Bold of your worthiness, we single you
As our best-moving fair solicitor:

Tell him, the daughter of the king of France,
On serious business, craving quick despatch,
Importunes personal conference with his grace.
Haste, signify so much; while we attend,
Like humble-visag'd suitors, his high will.
BOYET. Proud of employment, willingly I go.
PRIN. All pride is willing pride, and yours is so.
Who are the votaries, my loving lords,
That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke?
1 LORD. Longaville is one.
PRIN.
Know you the man?
MAR. I know him, madam; at a marriage feast,
Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir
Of Jaques Falconbridge, solemniz'd
In Normandy, saw I this Longaville:

A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd;
Well fitted in the 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 match'd with too blunt a will;

Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still wills

It should none spare that come within his power.

• To utter is to put forth-as we say, "to utter base coin."

(Exit.

b Chapman was formerly a seller-a cheapman, from cheap, a market; and it is still used in this sense legally, as when we say, "dealer and chapman." But it was also used indifferently for seller and buyer: the bargainer on either side was a cheapman, chapman, or copeman.

The arts. So the second folio. The earlier copies want the article.

PRIN. Some merry mocking lord, belike: is 't so?
MAR. They say so most, that most his humours know.
PRIN. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as they grow.

Who are the rest?

KATH. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd youth,
Of all that virtue love for virtue lov'd:

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.
Ros. Another of these students at that time

Was there with him: As 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.

PRIN. God bless my ladies! are they all in love;
That every one her own hath garnished

With such bedecking ornaments of praise?
MAR. Here comes Boyet

PRIN.

Re-enter BOYET.

Now, what admittance, lord?

BOYET. Navarre had notice of your fair approach;

And he and his competitors in oath

Were all address'd 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.

Here comes Navarre.

a

Compared to his great worthiness.

[The Ladies mask.

b As, in the folio; the quarto, if. As appears more natural-as, in truth, I have heard.

Enter KING, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, BIRON, and Attendants.

KING. Fair princess, welcome to the court of Navarre.

PRIN. 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.
PRIN. I will be welcome then; conduct me thither.
KING. Hear me, dear lady, I have sworn an oath.
PRIN. Our lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn.
KING. Not for the world, fair madam, by my will.
PRIN. Why, will shall break it; will, and nothing else.
KING. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is.
PRIN. Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise,
Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance.
I hear, your grace hath sworn-out housekeeping:
"T is 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.
KING. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.
PRIN. You will the sooner, that I were away;

For you 'll prove perjur'd, if you make me stay.
BIRON. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?
Ros. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?
BIRON. I know you did.

Ros. How needless was it then to ask the question!

BIRON. You must not be so quick.

Ros. "T is longa of you that spur me with such questions.

BIRON. Your wit 's too hot, it speeds too fast, 't will tire.
Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire.

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The ladies were masked, and, perhaps, were dressed alike. Biron, subsequently, after an exchange of wit with Rosaline, inquires who Katharine is; and Dumain, in the same manner, asks Boyet as to Rosaline.

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,)
Receiv'd that sum; yet there remains unpaid

A hundred thousand more; in surety of the which,
One part of Aquitain 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 Aquitain,
And hold fair friendship with his majesty.
But that, it seems, he little purposeth,
For here he doth demand to have repaid

An hundred thousand crowns; and not demands,
On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
To have his title live in Aquitain;

Which we much rather had depart withal,

And have the money by our father lent,

Than Aquitain 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.

PRIN. 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.
KING. I do protest, I never heard of it;
And, if you prove it, I'll repay it back,
Or yield up Aquitain.

PRIN.

We arrest your word :-
Boyet, you can produce acquittances,
For such a sum, from special officers

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BOYET. So please your grace, the packet is not come,
Where that and other specialties are bound;
To-morrow you shall have a sight of them.
KING. It shall suffice me: at which interview,

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• He requires the repayment of a hundred thousand crowns-but does not propose to pay us the other hundred thousand crowns, by which payment he would redeem the mortgage. The original copies read one instead of on; but the words were frequently confounded.

Depart and part were used as synonymes.

• I will. The folio, would I.

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, in my gates;
But here without you shall be so receiv'd,

As you shall deem yourself lodg'd in my heart,
Though so denied farther harbour in my house.
Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell:
To-morrow we shall visit you again.

PRIN. Sweet health and fair desires consort your grace!

KING. Thy own wish wish I thee in every place! [Exeunt KING and his train. BIRON. Lady, I will commend you to my own heart.

Ros. 'Pray you, do my commendations; I would be glad to see it.

BIRON. I Would you heard it groan.

Ros. Is the fool sick?

BIRON. Sick at the heart.

Ros. Alack, let it blood.

BIRON. Would that do it good?

Ros. My physic says, ay.

BIRON. Will you prick 't with your eye?

Ros. No poynt, with my knife.

BIRON. NOW, God save thy life!

Ros. And yours from long living!

BIRON. I cannot stay thanksgiving.

DUM. Sir, I pray you a word: What lady is that same?

BOYET. The heir of Alençon, Rosaline her name.
DUM. A gallant lady! Monsieur, fare you well.

LONG. I beseech you a word: What is she in the white?

BOYET. A woman sometimes, if you saw her in the light.

LONG. Perchance, light in the light: I desire her name.

[Retiring.

[Exit.

BOYET. She hath but one for herself; to desire that were a shame.

LONG. Pray you, sir, whose daughter?

BOYET. Her mother's, I have heard.

LONG. God's blessing on your beard!
BOYET. Good sir, be not offended:

She is an heir of Falconbridge.
LONG. Nay, my choler is ended.

She is a most sweet lady.

BOYET. Not unlike, sir; that may be.

BIRON. What 's her name, in the cap?

BOYET. Katharine, by good hap.

a

[Exit LONG.

Farther, in the folio. The ordinary reading is fair—a weak epithet. The Princess is to be lodged, according to her rank, without the gates,-although denied a farther advance, lodgment, in the king's house.

No poynt-the double negative of the French-non point.

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