Act 1, Scene 2

The park.

  1. [Enter ARMADO and MOTH.]
  2. Don Adriano de Armado
  3. 287 Boy, what sign is it when a man of great spirit grows
  4. 288 melancholy?
  5. Moth
  6. 289 A great sign, sir, that he will look sad.
  7. Don Adriano de Armado
  8. 290 Why, sadness is one and the self-same thing, dear imp.
  9. Moth
  10. 291 No, no; O Lord, sir, no.
  11. Don Adriano de Armado
  12. 292 How canst thou part sadness and melancholy, my tender
  13. 293 juvenal?
  14. Moth
  15. 294 By a familiar demonstration of the working, my tough senior.
  16. Don Adriano de Armado
  17. 295 Why tough senior? Why tough senior?
  18. Moth
  19. 296 Why tender juvenal? Why tender juvenal?
  20. Don Adriano de Armado
  21. 297 I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent epitheton
  22. 298 appertaining to thy young days, which we may nominate tender.
  23. Moth
  24. 299 And I, tough senior, as an appertinent title to your old
  25. 300 time, which we may name tough.
  26. Don Adriano de Armado
  27. 301 Pretty and apt.
  28. Moth
  29. 302 How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my saying apt? or I apt, and
  30. 303 my saying pretty?
  31. Don Adriano de Armado
  32. 304 Thou pretty, because little.
  33. Moth
  34. 305 Little pretty, because little. Wherefore apt?
  35. Don Adriano de Armado
  36. 306 And therefore apt, because quick.
  37. Moth
  38. 307 Speak you this in my praise, master?
  39. Don Adriano de Armado
  40. 308 In thy condign praise.
  41. Moth
  42. 309 I will praise an eel with the same praise.
  43. Don Adriano de Armado
  44. 310 What! That an eel is ingenious?
  45. Moth
  46. 311 That an eel is quick.
  47. Don Adriano de Armado
  48. 312 I do say thou art quick in answers: thou heat'st my blood.
  49. Moth
  50. 313 I am answered, sir.
  51. Don Adriano de Armado
  52. 314 I love not to be crossed.
  53. [Aside]
  54. Moth
  55. 315 He speaks the mere contrary: crosses love not him.
  56. Don Adriano de Armado
  57. 316 I have promised to study three years with the duke.
  58. Moth
  59. 317 You may do it in an hour, sir.
  60. Don Adriano de Armado
  61. 318 Impossible.
  62. Moth
  63. 319 How many is one thrice told?
  64. Don Adriano de Armado
  65. 320 I am ill at reck'ning; it fitteth the spirit of a tapster.
  66. Moth
  67. 321 You are a gentleman and a gamester, sir.
  68. Don Adriano de Armado
  69. 322 I confess both: they are both the varnish of a complete man.
  70. Moth
  71. 323 Then I am sure you know how much the gross sum of deuce-ace
  72. 324 amounts to.
  73. Don Adriano de Armado
  74. 325 It doth amount to one more than two.
  75. Moth
  76. 326 Which the base vulgar do call three.
  77. Don Adriano de Armado
  78. 327 True.
  79. Moth
  80. 328 Why, sir, is this such a piece of study? Now here's three
  81. 329 studied ere ye'll thrice wink; and how easy it is to put 'years'
  82. 330 to the word 'three,' and study three years in two words, the
  83. 331 dancing horse will tell you.
  84. Don Adriano de Armado
  85. 332 A most fine figure!
  86. [Aside]
  87. Moth
  88. 333 To prove you a cipher.
  89. Don Adriano de Armado
  90. 334 I will hereupon confess I am in love; and as it is base for
  91. 335 a soldier to love, so am I in love with a base wench. If drawing
  92. 336 my sword against the humour of affection would deliver me from
  93. 337 the reprobate thought of it, I would take Desire prisoner, and
  94. 338 ransom him to any French courtier for a new-devised curtsy. I
  95. 339 think scorn to sigh: methinks I should out-swear Cupid. Comfort
  96. 340 me, boy: what great men have been in love?
  97. Moth
  98. 341 Hercules, master.
  99. Don Adriano de Armado
  100. 342 Most sweet Hercules! More authority, dear boy, name more;
  101. 343 and, sweet my child, let them be men of good repute and carriage.
  102. Moth
  103. 344 Samson, master: he was a man of good carriage, great
  104. 345 carriage, for he carried the town gates on his back like a
  105. 346 porter; and he was in love.
  106. Don Adriano de Armado
  107. 347 O well-knit Samson! strong-jointed Samson! I do excel thee
  108. 348 in my rapier as much as thou didst me in carrying gates. I am in
  109. 349 love too. Who was Samson's love, my dear Moth?
  110. Moth
  111. 350 A woman, master.
  112. Don Adriano de Armado
  113. 351 Of what complexion?
  114. Moth
  115. 352 Of all the four, or the three, or the two, or one of the
  116. 353 four.
  117. Don Adriano de Armado
  118. 354 Tell me precisely of what complexion.
  119. Moth
  120. 355 Of the sea-water green, sir.
  121. Don Adriano de Armado
  122. 356 Is that one of the four complexions?
  123. Moth
  124. 357 As I have read, sir; and the best of them too.
  125. Don Adriano de Armado
  126. 358 Green, indeed, is the colour of lovers; but to have a love
  127. 359 of that colour, methinks Samson had small reason for it. He
  128. 360 surely affected her for her wit.
  129. Moth
  130. 361 It was so, sir, for she had a green wit.
  131. Don Adriano de Armado
  132. 362 My love is most immaculate white and red.
  133. Moth
  134. 363 Most maculate thoughts, master, are masked under such
  135. 364 colours.
  136. Don Adriano de Armado
  137. 365 Define, define, well-educated infant.
  138. Moth
  139. 366 My father's wit my mother's tongue assist me!
  140. Don Adriano de Armado
  141. 367 Sweet invocation of a child; most pretty, and pathetical!
  142. Moth
  143. 368 If she be made of white and red,
  144. 369 Her faults will ne'er be known;
  145. 370 For blushing cheeks by faults are bred,
  146. 371 And fears by pale white shown.
  147. 372 Then if she fear, or be to blame,
  148. 373 By this you shall not know,
  149. 374 For still her cheeks possess the same
  150. 375 Which native she doth owe.
  151. 376 A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of white and red.
  152. Don Adriano de Armado
  153. 377 Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and the Beggar?
  154. Moth
  155. 378 The world was very guilty of such a ballad some three ages
  156. 379 since; but I think now 'tis not to be found; or if it were, it
  157. 380 would neither serve for the writing nor the tune.
  158. Don Adriano de Armado
  159. 381 I will have that subject newly writ o'er, that I may
  160. 382 example my digression by some mighty precedent. Boy, I do love
  161. 383 that country girl that I took in the park with the rational hind
  162. 384 Costard: she deserves well.
  163. [Aside]
  164. Moth
  165. 385 To be whipped; and yet a better love than my master.
  166. Don Adriano de Armado
  167. 386 Sing, boy: my spirit grows heavy in love.
  168. Moth
  169. 387 And that's great marvel, loving a light wench.
  170. Don Adriano de Armado
  171. 388 I say, sing.
  172. Moth
  173. 389 Forbear till this company be past.
  174. [Enter DULL, COSTARD, and JAQUENETTA.]
  175. Anthony Dull
  176. 390 Sir, the Duke's pleasure is, that you keep Costard safe: and
  177. 391 you must suffer him to take no delight nor no penance; but a'
  178. 392 must fast three days a week. For this damsel, I must keep her at
  179. 393 the park; she is allowed for the day-woman. Fare you well.
  180. Don Adriano de Armado
  181. 394 I do betray myself with blushing. Maid!
  182. Jaquenetta
  183. 395 Man?
  184. Don Adriano de Armado
  185. 396 I will visit thee at the lodge.
  186. Jaquenetta
  187. 397 That's hereby.
  188. Don Adriano de Armado
  189. 398 I know where it is situate.
  190. Jaquenetta
  191. 399 Lord, how wise you are!
  192. Don Adriano de Armado
  193. 400 I will tell thee wonders.
  194. Jaquenetta
  195. 401 With that face?
  196. Don Adriano de Armado
  197. 402 I love thee.
  198. Jaquenetta
  199. 403 So I heard you say.
  200. Don Adriano de Armado
  201. 404 And so, farewell.
  202. Jaquenetta
  203. 405 Fair weather after you!
  204. Anthony Dull
  205. 406 Come, Jaquenetta, away!
  206. [Exit with JAQUENETTA.]
  207. Don Adriano de Armado
  208. 407 Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences ere thou be
  209. 408 pardoned.
  210. Costard
  211. 409 Well, sir, I hope when I do it I shall do it on a full
  212. 410 stomach.
  213. Don Adriano de Armado
  214. 411 Thou shalt be heavily punished.
  215. Costard
  216. 412 I am more bound to you than your fellows, for they are but
  217. 413 lightly rewarded.
  218. Don Adriano de Armado
  219. 414 Take away this villain: shut him up.
  220. Moth
  221. 415 Come, you transgressing slave: away!
  222. Costard
  223. 416 Let me not be pent up, sir: I will fast, being loose.
  224. Moth
  225. 417 No, sir; that were fast and loose: thou shalt to prison.
  226. Costard
  227. 418 Well, if ever I do see the merry days of desolation that I
  228. 419 have seen, some shall see—
  229. Moth
  230. 420 What shall some see?
  231. Costard
  232. 421 Nay, nothing, Master Moth, but what they look upon. It is
  233. 422 not for prisoners to be too silent in their words, and therefore
  234. 423 I will say nothing. I thank God I have as little patience as
  235. 424 another man, and therefore I can be quiet.
  236. [Exeunt MOTH and COSTARD.]
  237. Don Adriano de Armado
  238. 425 I do affect the very ground, which is base, where her shoe,
  239. 426 which is baser, guided by her foot, which is basest, doth tread.
  240. 427 I shall be forsworn,—which is a great argument of falsehood,—if
  241. 428 I love. And how can that be true love which is falsely attempted?
  242. 429 Love is a familiar; Love is a devil; there is no evil angel but
  243. 430 Love. Yet was Samson so tempted, and he had an excellent
  244. 431 strength; yet was Solomon so seduced, and he had a very good wit.
  245. 432 Cupid's butt-shaft is too hard for Hercules' club, and therefore
  246. 433 too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier. The first and second cause
  247. 434 will not serve my turn; the passado he respects not, the duello
  248. 435 he regards not; his disgrace is to be called boy, but his glory
  249. 436 is to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust, rapier! be still, drum!
  250. 437 for your manager is in love; yea, he loveth. Assist me, some
  251. 438 extemporal god of rime, for I am sure I shall turn sonneter.
  252. 439 Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio.
  253. [Exit.]