be washt away Kin. 'T were good yours did for sir to tell you plaine I le finde a fairer face not washt to day Ber. I le proue her faire or talke till dooms-day here Kin. No Diuell will fright thee then so much as shee Duma I neuer knew man hold vile stuffe so deere Lou. Looke heer 's thy loue my foot and her face see Ber. O if the streets were paued with thine eyes Her feet were much too dainty for such tread Duma O vile then as she goes what vpward lyes The street should see as she walk'd ouer head Kin. But what of this are we not all in loue Ber. O nothing so sure and thereby all forsworne Kin. Then leaue this chat good Berown now proue Our louing lawfull and our fayth not torne Dum. I marie there some flattery for this euill Long. O some authority how to proceed Some tricks some quillets how to cheat the diuell Dum. Some salue for periurie Ber. O 't is more then neede Haue at you then affections men at armes Consider what you first did sweare vnto To fast to study and to see no woman Flat treason against the Kingly state of youth Say Can you fast your stomacks are too young And abstinence ingenders maladies And where that you haue vow'd to studie Lords In that each of you haue forsworne his Booke Can you still dreame and pore and thereon looke For when would you my Lord or you or you Haue found the ground of studies excellence Without the beauty of a womans face From womens eyes this doctrine I deriue They are the Ground the Bookes the Achadems From whence doth spring the true Promethean fire Why vniuersall plodding poysons vp The nimble spirits in the arteries As motion and long during action tyres The sinnowy vigour of the trauailer Now for not looking on a womans face You haue in that forsworne the vse of eyes And studie too the causer of your vow For where is any Author in the world Teaches such beauty as a womans eye Learning is but an adiunct to our selfe And where we are our Learning likewise is Then when our selues we see in Ladies eyes With our selues Doe we not likewise see our learning there O we haue made a Vow to studie Lords And in that vow we haue forsworne our Bookes For when would you my Leege or you or you In leaden contemplation haue found out Such fiery Numbers as the prompting eyes Of beauties tutors haue inrich'd you with Other slow Arts intirely keepe the braine And therefore finding barraine practizers Scarce shew a haruest of their heauy toyle But Loue first learned in a Ladies eyes Liues not alone emured in the braine But with the motion of all elements Courses as swift as thought in euery power And giues to euery power a double power Aboue their functions and their offices It addes a precious seeing to the eye A Louers eyes will gaze an Eagle blinde A Louers eare will heare the lowest sound When the suspicious head of theft is stopt Loues feeling is more soft and sensible Then are the tender hornes of Cockled Snayles Loues tongue proues dainty Bachus grosse in taste For Valour is not Loue a Hercules Still climing trees in the Hesporides Subtill as Sphinx as sweet and musicall As bright Apollo's Lute strung with his haire And when Loue speakes the voyce of all the Gods Make heauen drowsie with the harmonie Neuer durst Poet touch a pen to write Vntill his Inke were tempred with Loues sighes O then his lines would rauish sauage eares And plant in Tyrants milde humilitie From womens eyes this doctrine I deriue They sparcle still the right promethean fire They are the Bookes the Arts the Achademes That shew containe and nourish all the world Else none at all in ought proues excellent Then fooles you were these women to forsweare Or keeping what is sworne you will proue fooles For Wisedomes sake a word that all men loue Or for Loues sake a word that loues all men Or for Mens sake the author of these Women Or Womens sake by whom we men are Men. Let 's once loose our oathes to finde our selues Or else we loose our selues to keepe our oathes It is religion to be thus forsworne For Charity it selfe fulfills the Law And who can seuer loue from Charity Kin. Saint Cupid then and Souldiers to the field Ber. Aduance your standards vpon them Lords Pell mell downe with them but be first aduis'd In conflict that you get the Sunne of them Long. Now to plaine dealing Lay these glozes by Shall we resolue to woe these girles of France Kin. And winne them too therefore let vs deuise Some entertainment for them in their Tents Ber. First from the Park let vs conduct them thither Then homeward euery man attach the hand Of his faire Mistresse in the afternoone We will with some strange pastime solace them Such as the shortnesse of the time can shape For Reuels Dances Maskes and merry houres Fore-runne faire Loue strewing her way with flowres Kin. Away away no time shall be omitted That will be time and may by vs be fitted Ber. Alone alone sowed Cockell reap'd no Corne And Iustice alwaies whirles in equall measure Light Wenches may proue plagues to men forsworne If so our Copper buyes no better treasure Exeunt Actus Quartus Enter the Pedant Curate and Dull Pedant Satis quid sufficit Curat I praise God for you sir your reasons at dinner haue beene sharpe sententious pleasant without scurrillity witty without affection audacious without impudency learned without opinion and strange without heresie I did conuerse this quondam day with a companion of the Kings who is intituled nominated or called Don Adriano de Armatho Ped. Noui hominum tanquam te His humour is lofty his discourse peremptorie his tongue filed his eye ambitious his gate maiesticall and his generall behauiour vaine ridiculous and thrasonicall He is too picked too spruce too affected too odde as it were too peregrinat as I may call it Curat A most singular and choise Epithat Draw out his Table-booke Peda. He draweth out the thred of his verbositie finer then the staple of his argument I abhor such phanaticall phantasims such insociable and poynt deuise companions such rackers of ortagriphie as to speake dout fine when he should say doubt det when he shold pronounce debt deâ—t not det he clepeth a Calf Caufe halfe haufe neighbour vocatur nebour neigh abreuiated ne this is abhominable which he would call abhominable it insinuateth me of infamie ne inteligis domine to make frantiâ—ke lunaticke Cura Laus deo bene intelligo Peda. Bome boon for boon prescian a little scratcht 't wil serue Enter Bragart Boy Curat Vides ne quis venit Peda. Video gaudio Brag. Chirra Peda. Quarâ— Chirra not Sirra Brag. Men of peace well incountred Ped. Most millitarie sir salutation Boy They haue beene at a great feast of Languages and stolne the scraps Clow. O they haue
blood ripe as a Pomwater who now hangeth like a Iewell in the eare of Celo the skie the welken the heauen and anon falleth like a Crab on the face of Terra the soyle the land the earth Curat Nath. Truely M. Holofernes the epythithes are sweetly varied like a scholler at the least but sir I assure ye it was a Bucke of the first head Hol. Sir Nathaniel haud credo Dul. 'T was not a haud credo 't was a Pricket Hol. Most barbarous intimation yet a kinde of insinuation as it were in via in way of explication facere as it were replication or rather ostentare to show as it were his inclination after his vndressed vnpolished vneducated vnpruned vntrained or rather vnlettered or ratherest vnconfirmed fashion to insert againe my haud credo for a Deare Dul. I said the Deare was not a haud credo 't was a Pricket Hol. Twice sod simplicitie his coctus O thou monster Ignorance how deformed doost thou looke Nath. Sir hee hath neuer fed of the dainties that are bred in a booke He hath not eate paper as it were He hath not drunke inke His intellect is not replenished hee is onely an animall onely sensible in the duller parts and such barren plants are set before vs that we thankfull should be which we taste and feeling are for those parts that doe fructifie in vs more then he For as it would ill become me to be vaine indiscreet or a foole So were there a patch set on Learning to see him in a Schoole But omne bene say I being of an old Fathers minde Many can brooke the weather that loue not the winde Dul. You two are book-men Can you tell by your wit What was a month old at Cains birth that 's not fiue weekes old as yet Hol. Dictisima goodman Dull dictisima goodman Dull Dul. What is dictima Nath. A title to Phebe to Luna to the Moone Hol. The Moone was a month old when Adam was no more And wrought not to fiue-weekes when he came to fiuescore Th' allusion holds in the Exchange Dul. 'T is true indeede the Collusion holds in the Exchange Hol. God comfort thy capacity I say th' allusion holds in the Exchange Dul. And I say the polusion holds in the Exchange for the Moone is neuer but a month old and I say beside that 't was a Pricket that the Princesse kill'd Hol. Sir Nathaniel will you heare an extemporall Epytaph on the death of the Deare and to humour the ignorant call'd the Deare the Princesse kill'd a Pricket Nath. Perge good M. Holofernes perge so it shall please you to abrogate scurilitie Hol. I will something affect the letter for it argues facilitie The prayfull Princesse pearst and prickt a prettie pleasing Pricket Some say a Sore but not a sore till now made sore with shooting The Dogges did yell put ell to Sore then Sorell iumps from thicket Or Pricket-sore or else Sorell the people fall a hooting If Sore be sore then ell to Sore makes fiftie sores O sorell Of one sore I an hundred make by adding but one more L. Nath. A rare talent Dul. If a talent be a claw looke how he clawes him with a talent Nath. This is a gift that I haue simple simple a foolish extrauagant spirit full of formes figures shapes obiects Ideas apprehensions motions reuolutions These are begot in the ventricle of memorie nourisht in the wombe of primater and deliuered vpon the mellowing of occasion but the gift is good in those in whom it is acute and I am thankfull for it Hol. Sir I praise the Lord for you and so may my parishioners for their Sonnes are well tutor'd by you and their Daughters profit very greatly vnder you you are a good member of the common-wealth Nath. Mehercle If their Sonnes be ingennous they shall want no instruction If their Daughters be capable I will put it to them But Vir sapis qui pauca loquitur a soule Feminine saluteth vs. Enter Iaquenetta and the Clowne Iaqu God giue you good morrow M. Person Nath. Master Person quasi Person And if one should be perst Which is the one Clo. Marry M. Schoolemaster hee that is likest to a hogshead Nath. Of persing a Hogshead a good luster of conceit in a curph of Earth Fire enough for a Flint Pearle enough for a Swine 't is prettie it is well Iaqu Good Master Parson be so good as reade mee this Letter it was giuen mee by Costard and sent mee from Don Armatho I beseech you reade it Nath. Facile procor gellida quando pecas omnia sub vmbraruminat and so forth Ah good old Mantuan I may speake of thee as the traueiler doth of Venice vemchie vencha que non te vnde que non te perreche Old Mantuam old Mantuan Who vnderstandeth thee not vt re sol la mi fa Vnder pardon sir What are the contents or rather as Horrace sayes in his What my soule verses Hol. I sir and very learned Nath. Let me heare a staffe a stanze a verse Lege domine If Loue make me forsworne how shall I sweare to loue Ah neuer faith could hold if not to beautie vowed Though to my selfe forsworn to thee I le faithfull proue Those thoughts to mee were Okes to thee like Osiers bowed Studie his byas leaues and makes his booke thine eyes Where all those pleasures liue that Art would comprehend If knowledge be the marke to know thee shall suffice Well learned is that tongue that well can thee cōmend All ignorant that soule that sees thee without wonder Which is to me some praise that I thy parts admire Thy eye Ioues lightning beares thy voyce his dreadfull thunder Which not to anger bent is musique and sweet fire Celestiall as thou art Oh pardon loue this wrong That sings heauens praise with such an earthly tongue Ped. You finde not the apostraphas and so misse the accent Let me superuise the cangenet Nath. Here are onely numbers ratified but for the elegancy facility golden cadence of poesie caret Ouiddius Naso was the man And why in deed Naso but for smelling out the odoriferous flowers of fancy the ierkes of inuention imitarie is nothing So doth the Hound his master the Ape his keeper the tyred Horse his rider But Damosella virgin Was this directed to you Iaq. I sir from one mounsier Berowne one of the strange Queenes Lords Nath. I will ouerglance the superscript To the snow-white hand of the most beautious Lady Rosaline I will looke againe on the intellect of the Letter for the nomination of the partie written to the person written vnto Your Ladiships in all desired imployment Berowne Per. Sir Holofernes this Berowne is one of the Votaries with the King and here he hath framed a Letter to a sequent of the stranger Queenes which accidentally or by the way of progression hath miscarried Trip and goe my sweete deliuer this Paper into the hand of the King it may concerne much stay
are scoundrels and substractor that say so of him Who are they Ma. They that adde moreour hee 's drunke nightly in your company To. With drinking healths to my Neece I le drinke to her as long as there is a passage in my throat drinke in Illyria he 's a Coward and a Coystrill that will not drinke to my Neece till his braines turne o' th toe like a parish top What wench Castiliano vulgo for here coms Sir Andrew Agueface Enter Sir Andrew And. Sir Toby Belch How now sir Toby Belch To. Sweet sir Andrew And. Blesse you faire Shrew Mar. And you too sir Tob. Accost Sir Andrew accost And. What 's that To. My Neeces Chamber-maid Ma. Good Mistris accost I desire better acquaintance Ma. My name is Mary sir And. Good mistris Mary accost To You mistake knight Accost is front her boord her woe her assayle her And. By my troth I would not vndertake her in this company Is that the meaning of Accost Ma. Far you well Gentlemen To. And thou let part so Sir Andrew would thou mightst neuer draw sword agen And. And you part so mistris I would I might neuer draw sword agen Faire Lady doe you thinke you haue fooles in hand Ma. Sir I haue not you by ' th hand An. Marry but you shall haue and heere 's my hand Ma. Now sir thought is free I pray you bring your hand to ' th Buttry barre and let it drinke An. Wherefore sweet-heart What 's your Metaphor Ma. It 's dry sir And. Why I thinke so I am not such an asse but I can keepe my hand dry But what 's your iest Ma. A dry iest Sir And. Are you full of them Ma. I Sir I haue them at my fingers ends marry now I let go your hand I am barren Exit Maria To. O knight thou lack'st a cup of Canarie when did I see thee so put downe An. Neuer in your life I thinke vnlesse you see Canarie put me downe mee thinkes sometimes I haue no more wit then a Christian or an ordinary man ha's but I am a great eater of beefe and I beleeue that does harme to my wit To. No question An. And I thought that I 'de forsweare it I le ride home to morrow sir Toby To. Pur-quoy my deere knight An. What is purquoy Do or not do I would I had bestowed that time in the tongues that I haue in fencing dancing and beare-bayting O had I but followed the Arts. To. Then hadst thou had an excellent head of haire An. Why would that haue mended my haire To. Past question for thou seest it will not coole my nature An But it becoms we wel enough dost not To. Excellent it hangs like flax on a distaffe I hope to see a huswife take thee between her legs spin it off An. Faith I le home to morrow sir Toby your niece wil not be seene or if she be it 's four to one she 'l none of me the Count himselfe here hard by wooes her To. Shee 'l none o' th Count she 'l not match aboue hir degree neither in estate yeares nor wit I haue heard her swear 't Tut there 's life in 't man And. I le stay a moneth longer I am a fellow o' th strangest minde i' th world I delight in Maskes and Reuels sometimes altogether To. Art thou good at these kicke-chawses Knight And. As any man in Illyria whatsoeuer he be vnder the degree of my betters yet I will not compare with an old man To. What is thy excellence in a galliard knight And. Faith I can cut a caper To. And I can cut the Mutton too 't And. And I thinke I haue the backe-tricke simply as strong as any man in Illyria To. Wherefore are these things hid Wherefore haue these gifts a Curtaine before ' em Are they like to take dust like mistris Mals picture Why dost thou not goe to Church in a Galliard and come home in a Carranto My verie walke should be a Iigge I would not so much as make water but in a Sinke-a-pace What dooest thou meane Is it a world to hide vertues in I did thinke by the excellent constitution of thy legge it was form'd vnder the starre of a Galliard And I 't is strong and it does indifferent well in a dam'd colour'd stocke Shall we sit about some Reuels To. What shall we do else were we not borne vnder Taurus And. Taurus That sides and heart To. No sir it is leggs and thighes let me see thee caper Ha higher ha ha excellent Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Valentine and Viola in mans attire Val. If the Duke continue these fauours towards you Cesario you are like to be much aduanc'd he hath known you but three dayes and already you are no stranger Vio. You either feare his humour or my negligence that you call in question the continuance of his loue Is he inconstant sir in his fauours Val No beleeue me Enter Duke Curio and Attendants Vio. I thanke you heere comes the Count. Duke Who saw Cesario hoa Vio. On your attendance my Lord heere Du Stand you a-while aloofe Cesario Thou knowst no lesse but all I haue vnclasp'd To thee the booke euen of my secret soule Therefore good youth addresse thy gate vnto her Be not deni'de accesse stand at her doores And tell them there thy fixed foot shall grow Till thou haue audience Vio Sure my Noble Lord If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow As it is spoke she neuer will admit me Du Be clamorous and leape all ciuill bounds Rather then make vnprofited returne Vio. Say I do speake with her my Lord what then Du. O then vnfold the passion of my loue Surprize her with discourse of my deere faith It shall become thee well to act my woes She will attend it better in thy youth Then in a Nuntio's of more graue aspect Vio. I thinke not so my Lord. Du. Deere Lad beleeue it For they shall yet belye thy happy yeeres That say thou art a man Dianas lip Is not more smooth and rubious thy small pipe Is as the maidens organ shrill and sound And all is semblatiue a womans part I know thy constellation is right apt For this affayre some foure or fiue attend him All if you will for I my selfe am best When least in companie prosper well in this And thou shalt liue as freely as thy Lord To call his fortunes thine Vio I le do my best To woe your Lady yet a barrefull strife Who ere I woe my selfe would be his wife Exeunt Scena Quinta Enter Maria and Clowne Ma. Nay either tell me where thou hast bin or I will not open my lippes so wide as a brissle may enter in way of thy excuse my Lady will hang thee for thy absence Clo. Let her hang me hee that is well hang'de in this world needs to feare no colours Ma. Make that good Clo. He shall see none to feare Ma. A good lenton
Being the Agents or base second meanes The Cords the Ladder or the Hangman rather O pardon if that I descend so low To shew the Line and the Predicament Wherein you range vnder this subtill King Shall it for shame be spoken in these dayes Or fill vp Chronicles in time to come That men of your Nobility and Power Did gage them both in an vniust behalfe As Both of you God pardon it haue done To put downe Richard that sweet louely Rose And plant this Thorne this Canker Bullingbrooke And shall it in more shame be further spoken That you are fool'd discarded and shooke off By him for whom these shames ye vnderwent No yet time serues wherein you may redeeme Your banish'd Honors and restore your selues Into the good Thoughts of the world againe Reuenge the geering and disdain'd contempt Of this proud King who studies day and night To answer all the Debt he owes vnto you Euen with the bloody Payment of your deaths Therefore I say Wor. Peace Cousin say no more And now I will vnclaspe a Secret booke And to your quicke conceyuing Discontents I le reade you Matter deepe and dangerous As full of perill and aduenturous Spirit As to o're-walke a Current roaring loud On the vnstedfast footing of a Speare Hot. If he fall in good night or sinke or swimme Send danger from the East vnto the West So Honor crosse it from the North to South And let them grapple The blood more stirres To rowze a Lyon then to start a Hare Nor. Imagination of some great exploit Driues him beyond the bounds of Patience Hot. By heauen me thinkes it were an easie leap To plucke bright Honor from the pale-fac'd Moone Or diue into the bottome of the deepe Where Fadome-line could neuer touch the ground And plucke vp drowned Honor by the Lockes So he that doth redeeme her thence might weare Without Co-riuall all her Dignities But out vpon this halfe-fac'd Fellowship Wor. He apprehends a World of Figures here But not the forme of what he should attend Good Cousin giue me audience for a-while And list to me Hot. I cry you mercy Wor. Those same Noble Scottes That are your Prisoners Hot. I le keepe them all By heauen he shall not haue a Scot of them No if a Scot would saue his Soule he shall not I le keepe them by this Hand Wor. You start away And lend no eare vnto my purposes Those Prisoners you shall keepe Hot. Nay I will that 's flat He said he would not ransome Mortimer Forbad my tongue to speake of Mortimer But I will finde him when he lyes asleepe And in his eare I le holla Mortimer Nay I le haue a Starling shall be taught to speake Nothing but Mortimer and giue it him To keepe his anger still in motion Wor. Heare you Cousin a word Hot. All studies heere I solemnly defie Saue how to gall and pinch this Bullingbrooke And that same Sword and Buckler Prince of Wales But that I thinke his Father loues him not And would be glad he met with some mischance I would haue poyson'd him with a pot of Ale Wor. Farewell Kinsman I le talke to you When you are better temper'd to attend Nor. Why what a Waspe-tongu'd impatient foole Art thou to breake into this Womans mood Tying thine eare to no tongue but thine owne Hot. Why look you I am whipt scourg'd with rods Netled and stung with Pismires when I heare Of this vile Politician Bullingbrooke In Richards time What de' ye call the place A plague vpon 't it is in Gloustershire 'T was where the madcap Duke his Vncle kept His Vncle Yorke where I first bow'd my knee Vnto this King of Smiles this Bullingbrooke When you and he came backe from Rauenspurgh Nor. At Barkley Castle Hot. You say true Why what a caudie deale of curtesie This fawning Grey-hound then did proffer me Looke when his infant Fortune came to age And gentle Harry Percy and kinde Cousin O the Diuell take such Couzeners God forgiue me Good Vncle tell your tale for I haue done Wor. Nay if you haue not too 't againe Wee 'l stay your leysure Hot. I haue done insooth Wor. Then once more to your Scottish Prisoners Deliuer them vp without their ransome straight And make the Dowglas sonne your onely meane For powres in Scotland which for diuers reasons Which I shall send you written be assur'd Will easily be granted you my Lord. Your Sonne in Scotland being thus imply'd Shall secretly into the bosome creepe Of that same noble Prelate well belou'd The Archbishop Hot. Of Yorke is' t not Wor. True who beares hard His Brothers death at Bristow the Lord Scroope I speake not this in estimation As what I thinke might be but what I know Is ruminated plotted and set downe And onely stayes but to behold the face Of that occasion that shall bring it on Hot. I smell it Vpon my life it will do wond'rous well Nor. Before the game 's a-foot thou still let'st slip Hot. Why it cannot choose but be a Noble plot And then the power of Scotland and of Yorke To ioyne with Mortimer Ha. Wor. And so they shall Hot. Infaith it is exceedingly well aym'd Wor. And 't is no little reason bids vs speed To saue our heads by raising of a Head For beare our selues as euen as we can The King will alwayes thinke him in our debt And thinke we thinke our selues vnsatisfied Till he hath found a time to pay vs home And see already how he doth beginne To make vs strangers to his lookes of loue Hot. He does he does wee 'l be reueng'd on him Wor. Cousin farewell No further go in this Then I by Letters shall direct your course When time is ripe which will be sodainly I le steale to Glendower and loe Mortimer Where you and Dowglas and our powres at once As I will fashion it shall happily meete To beare our fortunes in our owne strong armes Which now we hold at much vncertainty Nor. Farewell good Brother we shall thriue I trust Hot. Vncle adieu O let the houres be short Till fields and blowes and grones applaud our sport exit Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter a Carrier with a Lanterne in his hand 1. Car. Heigh-ho an 't be not foure by the day I le be hang'd Charles waine is ouer the new Chimney and yet our horse not packt What Ostler Ost Anon anon 1. Car. I prethee Tom beate Cuts Saddle put a few Flockes in the point the poore Iade is wrung in the withers out of all cesse Enter another Carrier 2. Car. Pease and Beanes are as danke here as a Dog and this is the next way to giue poore Iades the Bottes This house is turned vpside downe since Robin the Ostler dyed 1. Car. Poore fellow neuer ioy'd since the price of oats rose it was the death of him 2. Car. I thinke this is the most villanous house in al London rode for Fleas I am stung
Peter Rom. Giue me that Mattocke the wrenching Iron Hold take this Letter early in the morning See thou deliuer it to my Lord and Father Giue me the light vpon thy life I charge thee What ere thou hear'st or seest stand all aloofe And do not interrupt me in my course Why I descend into this bed of death Is partly to behold my Ladies face But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger A precious Ring a Ring that I must vse In deare employment therefore hence be gone But if thou iealous dost returne to prie In what I further shall intend to do By heauen I will teare thee ioynt by ioynt And strew this hungry Churchyard with thy limbs The time and my intents are sauage wilde More fierce and more inexorable farre Then emptie Tygers or the roaring Sea Pet. I will be gone sir and not trouble you Ro. So shalt thou shew me friendship take thou that Liue and be prosperous and farewell good fellow Pet. For all this faine I le hide me here about His lookes I feare and his intents I doubt Rom. Thou detestable mawe thou wombe of death Gorg'd with the dearest morsell of the earth Thus I enforce thy rotten Iawes to open And in despight I le cram thee with more food Par. This is that banisht haughtie Mountague That murdred my Loues Cozin with which griefe It is supposed the faire Creature died And here is come to do some villanous shame To the dead bodies I will apprehend him Stop thy vnhallowed toyle vile Mountague Can vengeance be pursued further then death Condemned vallaine I do apprehend thee Obey and go with me for thou must die Rom. I must indeed and therfore came I hither Good gentle youth tempt not a desperate man Flie hence and leaue me thinke vpon those gone Let them affright thee I beseech thee Youth Put not an other sin vpon my head By vrging me to furie O be gone By heauen I loue thee better then my selfe For I come hither arm'd against my selfe Stay not be gone liue and hereafter say A mad mans mercy bid thee run away Par. I do defie thy commisseration And apprehend thee for a Fellon here Ro. Wilt thou prouoke me Then haue at thee Boy Pet. O Lord they fight I will go call the Watch. Pa. O I am slaine if thou be mercifull Open the Tombe lay me with Iuliet Rom. In faith I will let me peruse this face Mercutius kinsman Noble Countie Paris What said my man when my betossed soule Did not attend him as we rode I thinke He told me Paris should haue married Iuliet Said he not so Or did I dreame it so Or am I mad hearing him talke of Iuliet To thinke it was so O giue me thy hand One writ with me in sowre misfortunes booke I le burie thee in a triumphant graue A Graue O no a Lanthorne slaughtred Youth For here lies Iuliet and her beautie makes This Vault a feasting presence full of light Death lie thou there by a dead man inter'd How oft when men are at the point of death Haue they beene merrie Which their Keepers call A lightning before death Oh how may I Call this a lightning O my Loue my Wife Death that hath suckt the honey of thy breath Hath had no power yet vpon thy Beautie Thou are not conquer'd Beauties ensigne yet Is Crymson in thy lips and in thy cheekes And Deaths pale flag is not aduanced there Tybalt ly'st thou there in thy bloudy sheet O what more fauour can I do to thee Then with that hand that cut thy youth in twaine To sunder his that was thy enemie Forgiue me Cozen. Ah deare Iuliet Why art thou yet so faire I will beleeue Shall I beleeue that vnsubstantiall death is amorous And that the leane abhorred Monster keepes Thee here in darke to be his Paramour For feare of that I still will stay with thee And neuer from this Pallace of dym night Depart againe come lie thou in my armes Heere 's to thy health where ere thou tumblest in O true Appothecarie Thy drugs are quicke Thus with a kisse I die Depart againe here here will I remaine With Wormes that are thy Chambermaides O here Will I set vp my euerlasting rest And shake the yoke of inauspicious starres From this world wearied flesh Eyes looke your last Armes take your last embrace And lips O you The doores of breath seale with a righteous kisse A datelesse bargaine to ingrossing death Come bitter conduct come vnsauoury guide Thou desperate Pilot now at once run on The dashing Rocks thy Sea-sicke wearie Barke Heere 's to my Loue. O true Appothecary Thy drugs are quicke Thus with a kisse I die Enter Frier with Lanthorne Crow and Spade Fri. St. Francis be my speed how oft to night Haue my old feet stumbled at graues Who 's there Man Here 's one a Friend one that knowes you well Fri. Blisse be vpon you Tell me good my Friend What Torch is yond that vainely lends his light To grubs and eyelesse Sculleâ— As I discerne It burneth in the Capels Monument Man It doth so holy sir And there 's my Master one that you loue Fri. Who is it Man Romeo Fri. How long hath he bin there Man Full halfe an houre Fri. Go with me to the Vault Man I dare not Sir My Master knowes not but I am gone hence And fearefully did menace me with death If I did stay to looke on his entents Fri. Stay then I le go alone feares comes vpon me O much I feare some ill vnluckie thing Man As I did sleepe vnder this young tree here I dreamt my maister and another fought And that my Maister slew him Fri. Romeo Alacke alacke what blood is this which staines The stony entrance of this Sepulcher What meane these Masterlesse and goarie Swords To lie discolour'd by this place of peace Romeo oh pale who else what Paris too And steept in blood Ah what an vnknd houre Is guiltie of this lamentable chance The Lady stirs Iul. O comfortable Frier where 's my Lord I do remember well where I should be And there I am where is my Romeo Fri. I heare some noyse Lady come from that nest Of death contagion and vnnaturall sleepe A greater power then we can contradict Hath thwarted our entents come come away Thy husband in thy bosome there lies dead And Paris too come I le dispose of thee Among a Sisterhood of holy Nunnes Stay not to question for the watch is comming Come go good Iuliet I dare no longer stay Exit Iul. Go get thee hence for I will notuaway What 's here A cup clos'd in my true loâ—es hand Poyson I see hath bin his timelesse end O churle drinke all and lest no friendly drop To helpe me after I will kisse thy lips Happlie some poyson yet doth hang on them To make me die wth a restoratiue Thy lips are warme Enter Boy and Watch. Watch. Lead Boy which way Iul. Yea noise
about Most Lazar-like with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth Body Thus was I sleeping by a Brothers hand Of Life of Crowne and Queene at once dispatcht Cut off euen in the Blossomes of my Sinne Vnhouzzled disappointed vnnaneld No reckoning made but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head Oh horrible Oh horrible most horrible If thou hast nature in thee beare it not Let not the Royall Bed of Denmarke be A Couch for Luxury and damned Incest But howsoeuer thou pursuest this Act Taint not thy mind nor let thy Soule contriue Against thy Mother ought leaue her to heauen And to those Thornes that in her bosome lodge To pricke and sting her Fare thee well at once The Glow-worme showes the Matine to be neere And gins to pale his vneffectuall Fire Adue adue Hamlet remember me Exit Ham. Oh all you host of Heauen Oh Earth what els And shall I couple Hell Oh fie hold my heart And you my sinnewes grow not instant Old But beare me stiffely vp Remember thee I thou poore Ghost while memory holds a seate In this distracted Globe Remember thee Yea from the Table of my Memory I le wipe away all triuiall fond Records All sawes of Bookes all formes all presures past That youth and obseruation coppied there And thy Commandment all alone shall liue Within the Booke and Volume of my Braine Vnmixt with baser matter yes yes by Heauen Oh most pernicious woman Oh Villaine Villaine smiling damned Villaine My Tables my Tables meet it is I set it downe That one may smile and smile and be a Villaine At least I 'm sure it may be so in Denmarke So Vnckle there you are now to my word It is Adue Adue Remember me I haue sworn't Hor. Mar. within My Lord my Lord. Enter Horatio and Marcellus Mar. Lord Hamlet Hor. Heauen secure him Mar. So be it Hor. Illo ho ho my Lord. Ham. Hillo ho ho boy come bird come Mar. How ist't my Noble Lord Hor. What newes my Lord Ham. Oh wonderfull Hor. Good my Lord tell it Ham. No you 'l reueale it Hor. Not I my Lord by Heauen Mar. Nor I my Lord. Ham. How say you then would heart of man once think it But you 'l be secret Both. I by Heau'n my Lord. Ham. There 's nere a villaine dwelling in all Denmarke But hee 's an arrant knaue Hor. There needs no Ghost my Lord come from the Graue to tell vs this Ham. Why right you are i' th' right And so without more circumstance at all I hold it-fit that we shake hands and part You as your busines and desires shall point you For euery man ha's businesse and desire Such as it is and for mine owne poore part Looke you I le goe pray Hor. These are but wild and hurling words my Lord. Ham. I 'm sorry they offend you heartily Yes faith heartily Hor. There 's no offence my Lord. Ham. Yes by Saint Patricke but there is my Lord And much offence too touching this Vision heere It is an honest Ghost that let me tell you For your desire to know what is betweene vs O're master't as you may And now good friends As you are Friends Schollers and Soldiers Giue me one poore request Hor. What is' t my Lord we will Ham. Neuer make known what you haue seen to night Both. My Lord we will not Ham Nay but swear 't Hor. Infaith my Lord not I. Mar. Nor I my Lord in faith Ham. Vpon my sword Marcell We haue sworne my Lord already Ham. Indeed vpon my sword Indeed Gho. Sweare Ghost cries vnder the Stage Ham. Ah ha boy sayest thou so Art thou there true-penny Come one you here this fellow in the selleredge Consent to sweare Hor. Propose the Oath my Lord. Ham. Neuer to speake of this that you haue seene Sweare by my sword Gho. Sweare Ham. Hic vbique Then wee 'l shift for grownd Come hither Gentlemen And lay your hands againe vpon my sword Neuer to speake of this that you haue heard Sweare by my Sword Gho. Sweare Ham. Well said old Mole can'st worke i' th' ground so fast A worthy Pioner once more remoue good friends Hor. Oh day and night but this is wondrous strange Ham. And therefore as a stranger giue it welcome There are more things in Heauen and Earth Horatio Then are dream't of in our Philosophy But come Here as before neuer so helpe you mercy How strange or odde so ere I beare my selfe As I perchance heereafter shall thinke meet To put an Anticke disposition on That you at such time seeing me neuer shall With Armes encombred thus or thus head shake Or by pronouncing of some doubtfull Phrase As well we know or we could and if we would Or if we list to speake or there be and if there might Or such ambiguous giuing out to note That you know ought of me this not to doe So grace and mercy at your most neede helpe you Sweare Ghost Sweare Ham. Rest rest perturbed Spirit so Gentlemen With all my loue I doe commend me to you And what so poore a man as Hamlet is May doe t' expresse his loue and friending to you God willing shall not lacke let vs goe in together And still your fingers on your lippes I pray The time is out of ioynt Oh cursed spight That euer I was borne to set it right Nay come let 's goe together Exeunt Actus Secundus Enter Polonius and Reynoldo Polon Giue him his money and these notes Reynoldo Reynol I will my Lord. Polon You shall doe maruels wisely good Reynoldo Before you visite him you make inquiry Of his behauiour Reynol My Lord I did intend it Polon Marry well said Very well said Looke you Sir Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris And how and who what meanes and where they keepe What company at what expence and finding By this encompassement and drift of question That they doe know my sonne Come you more neerer Then your particular demands will touch it Take you as 't were some distant knowledge of him And thus I know his father and his friends And in part him Doe you marke this Reynoldo Reynol I very well my Lord. Polon And in part him but you may say not well But if 't be hee I meane hee s very wilde Addicted so and so and there put on him What forgeries you please marry none so ranke As may dishonour him take heed of that But Sir such wanton wild and vsuall slips As are Companions noted and most knowne To youth and liberty Reynol As gaming my Lord. Polon I or drinking fencing swearing Quarelling drabbing You may goe so farre Reynol My Lord that would dishonour him Polon Faith no as you may season it in the charge You must not put another scandall on him That hee is open to Incontinencie That 's not my meaning but breath his faults so quaintly That they may seeme the taints of liberty The flash and out-breake of a