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Prix. Therefore I do it; and, I make no doubt,
The rest will ne'er come in, if he be out.
And they, well mock'd, depart away with shame. [Trumpets sound within. Boyet. The trumpet sounds; be mask'd, the maskers come. [The ladies mask.
Enter the KING, BIRON, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN, in Russian habits, and
masked; Moth, Musicians, and Attendants.
Moth. “All hail the richest beauties on the earth!"
[Aside. Moth. “A holy parcel of the fairest dames, [The ladies tur their backs to him.
That ever turn'd their "-backs—"to mortal views !”
Not to behold"-
You were best call it, daughter-beamed eyes.
If they do speak our language, 't is our will
Know what they would.
To tread a measure 28 with herb on the grass.
This line belongs to Biron in the originals, but is usually given to Boyet. We agree with Tieck that it ought to be restored to Biron. He is vexed at finding the ladies masked, and sees nothing “richer than rich taffata.” Mr. Dyce thinks it belongs to Boyet, who wishes to confuse Moth, while Biron is full of anxiety that the address should be correctly spoken.
Her, in the quarto; the folio, you
Boyet. They say that they have measur'd many a mile,
To tread a measure with you on this grass. Ros. It is not so: ask them how many inches
Is in one mile: if they have measur'd many,
The measure then of one is easily told.
And many miles, the princess bids you tell,
How many inches do fill up one mile.
How many weary steps,
Are number'd in the travel of one mile ?
Our duty is so rich, so infinite,
That we, like savages, may worship it.
Vouchsafe, bright moon, and these thy stars, to shine
(Those clouds remov'd) upon our watery eyne. Ros. O vain petitioner! beg a greater matter;
Thou now request'st but moonshine in the water. King. Then, in our measure, vouchsafe but one change:
Thou bidd'st me beg; this begging is not strange. Ros. Play, music, then: nay, you must do it soon.
Not yet;—no dance :—thus change I like the moon.
The music plays; vouchsafe some motion to it.
But your legs should do it.
We 'll not be nice : take hands;—we will not dance.
Only to part friends :-
We is the more correct reading, but the folio has you ; the ladies give their hands.
That can never be.
Twice to your visor, and half once to you!
I am best pleas'd with that. [They converse apart.
Metheglin, wort, and malmsey.-Well run, dice!
There's half a dozen sweets.
Seventh sweet, adieu !
Let it not be sweet.
[They converse apart. Dum. Will you vouchsafe with me to change a word ? Mar. Name it. Dum.
Say you so ? Fair lord,
[They converse apart.
And would afford my speechless visor half.
No, a fair lord calf.
No, I 'll not be
Will you give horns, chaste lady? do not so.
Please it you,
• Biron says
“Well run, dice." The Princess says he can cog.-To cog the dice is to load them, -and thence, generally, to defraud.
Boyet. The tongues of mocking wenches are as keen
As is the razor's edge invisible,
Above the sense of sense : so sensible
Fleeter than arrows, bullets, wind, thought, swifter things.
(Exeunt KING, Lords, Moth, Music, and Attendants. PRIN. Twenty adieus, my frozen Muscovites.
Are these the breed of wits so wonder'd at?
Or ever, but in visors, show their faces ?
The king was weeping-ripe for a good word. Prin. Biron did swear himself out of all suit. MAR. Dumain was at my service, and his sword :
No point“, quoth I; my servant straight was mute. Kath. Lord Longaville said, I came o'er his heart;
And trow you what he call’d me?
Go, sickness as thou art !
But will you hear ? the king is my love sworn.
Immediately they will again be here
They will digest this harsh indignity.
They will, they will, God knows,
Well-liking is used in the same sense in which the young of the wild goats in Job are said to be in good-liking.
o 0! was added in the second folio. . See note on Act II., Scene 1.
Therefore, change favours; and, when they repair,
Blow like sweet roses in this summer air.
Dismask'd, their damask sweet commixture shown,
Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown. PRIN. Avaunt, perplexity! What shall we do,
If they return in their own shapes to woo ?
Let's mock them still, as well known, as disguis'd:
Should be presented at our tent to us.
[Exeunt PRINCESS, Ros., Kath., and MARIA.
Enter the KING, Biron, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN, in their proper habits.
KING. Fair sir, God save you! Where is the princess ?
Command me any service to her thitherb?
And utters it again when Jove doth please :
• To vail—to avale—to cause to fall down; the clouds open as the angels descend. * Thither, which is the reading of the quarto, is omitted in the folio.
• Pecks. So the quarto; the folio, picks. We adopt the reading which more distinctly expresses the action of a bird with its beak.