But, if they will not, throw away that spirit, Ber. A twelvemonth? well, befall what will befall, I'll jest a twelvemonth in an hospital. Prin. Ay, sweet my lord; and so I take my leave. [To the King. King. No, madam; we will bring you on your way. Ber. Our wooing doth not end like an old play; Jack hath not Jill. These ladies' courtesy Might well have made our sport a comedy. King. Come, sir, it wants a twelvemonth and a day, And then 'twill end. Ber. That's too long for a play. Enter ARMADO. Arm. Sweet Majesty, vouchsafe me ... Dum. The worthy knight of Troy. Arm. I will kiss thy royal finger, and take leave. I am a votary; I have vowed to Jaquenetta to hold the plough for her sweet love three years. But, most esteemed Greatness, will you hear the dialogue that the two learned men have compiled, in praise of the owl and the cuckoo? it should have followed in the end of our show. King. Call them forth quickly, and we will do so. Arm. Holla! approach. Enter HOLOFERNES, NATHANIEL, Moth, COSTARD, and others. This side is Hiems, winter; this Ver, the spring; the one maintain'd by the owl, the other by the cuckoo. Ver, begin. SONG. I. Spring. When daisies pied, and violets blue, Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Cuckoo, cuckoo,-O word of fear, II. When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, Cuckoo, cuckoo,-O word of fear, III. Winter. When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And milk comes frozen home in pail, To-whit, to-who, a merry note, IV. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, To-whit, to-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. Arm. The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo. You, that way; we, this way. [Exeunt. 20. Humility, K. 24. Alone. 25. Care...cure. 26. Device. 27. Pertaunt-like. 28. Wanton, be. 29. Feat. 30. His. 31. Ber., K. 32. Madman. 33. More, (?) K. 34. Hue (?) K. 35. Not, K. 36. Then (?) K 37. Straying. 38. Rack'd. |