As fair as day. Biron. Ay, as some days; but then no sun must shine. [Aside. And I had mine! [Aside. Aside. King. And I mine too, good Lord! Biron. Amen, so I had mine: Is not that a good word? Dum. I would forget her; but a fever she [Aside. Reigns in my blood, and will remember'd be. sion 5 Would let her out in saucers; Sweet misprision! [Aside. Dum. Once more I'll read the ode that I have writ. Biron. Once more I'll mark how love can vary [Aside. wit. Dum. On a day, (alack the day!) Love, whose month is ever May, Wish'd himself the heaven's breath. every place where it occurs in these plays; and the meaning is, that amber itself is regarded as foul, when compared with her hair. 5 why, then incision Would let her out in saucers;] It was the fashion among the young gallants of that age, to stab themselves in the arms, or elsewhere, in order to drink their mistress's health, or write her name in their blood, as a proof of their passion. Air, quoth he, thy cheeks may blow; Thou for whom even Jove would swear, Juno but an Ethiop were; And deny himself for Jove, Turning mortal for thy love. This will I send; and something else more plain, Would from my forehead wipe a perjur'd note; Long. Dumain, [advancing.] thy love is far from charity, That in love's grief desir'st society: You may look pale, but I should blush, I know, To be o'erheard, and taken napping so. King. Come, sir, [advancing.] you blush; as his your case is such; You chide at him, offending twice as much: And mark'd you both, and for you both did blush. I heard your guilty rhymes, observ'd your fashion; Saw sighs reek from you, noted well your pas sion : Ah me! says one; O Jove! the other cries; [To LONG. I would not have him know so much by me. [Descends from the tree. Good heart, what grace hast thou, thus to re prove These worms for loving, that art most in love? O, what a scene of foolery I have seen, 6 Your eyes do make no coaches;] Alluding to a passage in the king's sonnet: 7 "No drop but as a coach doth carry thee." teen!] i. e. grief. To see a king transformed to a gnat!] Biron is abusing the king for his sonneting like a minstrel, and compares him to a gnat, which always sings as it flies. To see great Hercules whipping a gigg, Where lies thy grief, O tell me, good Dumain? King. Too bitter is thy jest. I am betray'd, by keeping company With moon-like men, of strange inconstancy. King. Soft; Whither away so fast? A true man, or a thief, that gallops so? Biron. I post from love; good lover, let me go Enter JAQUENETTA and CoSTARD. Jaq. God bless the king! King. What present hast thou there? What makes treason here? Cost. Some certain treason. King. -critick Timon-] Critic and critical are used by our author in the same sense as cynic and cynical. 1 In pruning me?] A bird is said to prune himself when he picks and sleeks his feathers. 2 a gait, a state,] State, I believe, in the present instance, is opposed to gait (i. e. the motion) and signifies the act of standing. If it mar nothing neither, Cost. Nay, it makes nothing, sir. King. The treason, and you, go in peace away toge ther. Jaq. I beseech your grace, let this letter be read; Our parson misdoubts it; 'twas treason, he said. Where hadst thou it? Jaq. Of Costard. [Giving him the letter. King. Where hadst thou it? Cost. Of Dun Adramadio, Dun Adramadio. King. How now! what is in you? why dost thou tear it? Biron. A toy, my liege, a toy; your grace needs not fear it. Long. It did move him to passion, and therefore let's hear it. Dum. It is Biron's writing, and here is his name. [Picks up the pieces. Biron. Ah, you whoreson loggerhead, [To CosTARD.] you were born to do me shame.Guilty, my lord, guilty; I confess, I confess. King. What? Biron. That you three fools lack'd me fool to make up the mess: He, he, and you, my liege, and I, Are pick-purses in love, and we deserve to die. [Exeunt COST. and JAQUENET. Cost. Walk aside the true folk, and let the traitors stay. |