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Prin. I thank my beauly, I am fail
For, Pardon me, madam, for I me
For. Yea, madam, fair.
And wear his colours like a tumbler's hoop?
Where fair is not, praise cannot menc
For. Nothing but fair is that whic
Prin. See, see, my beauty will be
Do not curst wives hold
Prin. Only for praise; and
SCENE 1. Another part of the same.
Enter the Princess, Rosaline, Maria, Katharine,
Boyet, Lords, attendants, and a Forester.
Prin. Was that the king, that spurr'd his horse
Boyet. I know not; but, I think, it was not he.
For. Here by, upon the edge of yonder coppice ;
Prin. I thank my beauty, I am fair th And thereupon thou speak'st, the fairest
For. Pardon me, madam, for I meant
For. Yea, madam, fair.
Nay, never pain Where fair is not, praise cannot mend the Here, good my glass, take this for telling
[Giving his Fair payment for foul words is more than
For. Nothing but fair is that which you
Prin. See, see, my beauty will be sav'd O heresy in fair, fit for these days! A giving hand, though foul, shall have fais But come, the bow :-Now mercy goes to And shooting well is then accounted ill. Thus will I save my credit in the shoot: Not wounding, pity would not let me do'r If wounding, then it was to show my skill. That more for praise, than purpose, niean And, out of question, so it is sometimes ; Glory grows guilty of detested crimes; When, for fame's sake, for praise, an outw We bend to that the working of the heart = As I, for praise alone, now seek to spill The poor deer's blood, that my heart mea
Boyet. Do not curst wives hold that self-sc Only for praise' sake, when they strive to Lords o'er their lords?
Prin. Only for praise: and praise wer To any lady that subdues a lord.
Prin. Here comes a member of the comm
Cost. God dig-you-den* all! Pray you, the head lady?
• God give you good even.
king's: the cuptide is enrichd; Or
Prin. Thou shalt know her, fellow, by the rest that have no heads.
Cost. Which is the greatest lady, the highest?
fit. Are not you the chief woman? you are the thickest
here. Prin. What's your will, sir? what's
will? Cost. I have a letter froin monsieur Biron, to one
I am bound to serve.
We will read it, I swear:
Boyet. [Reads.] By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible; true, that thou art beauteous ; truth itself, that thou art lovely: More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous; truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal! The magnanimous and most illustratet king Cophetua set eye upon the pernicious and indubitate beggur Zenelophon; and he it was that might rightly say, veui, vidi, vici; which to ana. tomize in the oulgar (obase and obscure vulgar!), videlicet, hecame, saw, and overcame: hecame, one; saw, two; overcame, three. Who came ? the king! Why did he come? to see; Why did he see? to overcome : To whom came he? tothe beggar; What saw he ? the beggar; Who overcame he ? the beggar: The conclusion is dictory; On whose side ? the
Thine, in the deatest de
'Gainst thee, thou lamb, thatst
And he from forage will iuclis
here in court;
king's: the captide is enrich'd ; Ore
'Gainst thee, thou lamb, that stand Submissive fall his princely feet befo
And he from forage will incline to But if thou strive, poor soul, what a Food for his rage, repasture for his Prin. What plume of feathers is
this letter? What vạne? what weather.cock ? die
better? Boyet. I am much deceived, but
style. Prin. Else your memory is bad, E
here in court;
From my lo
I told y
ther day. ad Train. uitor?
Boyet. A mark! 0, mark but that what's
says my lady!
hit the clout.
hand is in.
at, if thou
Mar. Come, come, you talk greasily
Cost. She's too hard for you at pricks
lenge her to bowl.
Cost. By my soul a swain! a most Lord, lord! how the ladies and I have O'my troth, most sweet jests! most
et, and she
Have I hit
When it comes so smoothly off, so
were, so fit,
cance was a
one as old, r of Britain
Armatho o' the one side,-0, a most