For when would you, my lord, or you, or you, From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They are the ground, the book, the academes, 640 From whence doth spring the true Promethean fire, Why, universal plodding prisons up The nimble spirits in the arteries; As motion, and long-during action, tires 650 660 Lives not alone immured in the brain; But 670 But with the motion of all elements, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides ? As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; 680 And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs; Or Or for men's sake, the authors of these women; For charity itself fulfils the law; 700 And who can sever love from charity ? King. Saint Cupid, then! and, soldiers, to the field! Biron. Advance your standards, and upon them, lords; Pell-mell, down with them! but be first advis'd, Long. Now to plain-dealing; lay these glozes by: Shall we resolve to woo these girls of France ? King, And win them too: therefore let us devise Some entertainment for them in their tents. 710 Biron. First, from the park let us conduct them thither ; Then, homeward, every man attach the hand We will with some strange pastime solace them. Biron. Allons! allons!-Sow'd cockle reap'd no corn; 720 And And justice always whirls in equal measure: Light wenches may prove plagues to men forswern; If so, our copper buys no better treasure. Exeunt. A& V. SCENE I. The Street. Enter HOLOFERNES, NATHANIEL, and Satis quod sufficit. DULL. Hol. Nath. I praise God for you, sir: your reasons at dinner have been sharp and sententious; pleasant without scurrility, witty without affection, audacious without impudency, learned without opinion, and strange without heresy I did converse this quondam day with a companion of the king's, who is intituled, nominated, or called, Don Adriano de Armado. Hol. Novi hominem tanquam te: His humour is lofty, his discourse peremptory, his tongue filed, his eye ambitious, his gait majestical, and his general behaviour vain, ridiculous, and thrasonical. He is too picked, too spruce, too affected, too odd, as it were; too peregrinate, as I may call it. Nath. A most singular and choice epithet. 14 [Draws out his Table-Book. Hol. He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument. I abhor such phanatical phanatical phantasms, such insociable and point-devise companions; such rackers of orthography, as to speak, dout, fine, when he should say, doubt; det, when he should pronounce, debt; d, e, b, t; not, d, e, t: he clepeth a calf, cauf; half, hauf; neighbour, vocatur, nebour; neigh, abbreviated, ne: This is abhominable (which he would call abominable), it insinuateth me of insanie; Ne intelligis, domine ? to make frantick, lunatick ? Nath. Laus deo, bone; intelligo. 26 Hol. Bone?-bone, for benè: Priscian a little scratch'd; 'twill serve. Enter ARMADO, MOTH, and COSTARD. Nath. Videsne quis venit? Hol. Video, & gaudeo. Arm. Chirra! Hol. Quare Chirra, not sirrah? Arm. Men of peace, well encounter'd Hol. Most military sir, salutation. Moth. They have been at a great feast of languages, and stol'n the scraps. [To COSTARD aside. Cost. O, they have liv'd long on the alms-basket of words! I marvel, thy master hath not eaten thee for a word; for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier swallowed than a flap-dragon. Moth. Peace; the peal begins. Arm. Monsieur, are you not letter'd ? 42 Moth. Yes, yes; he teaches boys the horn-book : What |