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Love’s Labour’s Lost

SIR NATHANIELVery reverend sport, truly; and done in the testimony
of a good conscience.
HOLOFERNESThe deer was, as you know, sanguis, in blood; ripe
as the pomewater, who now hangeth like a jewel in 5
the ear of caelo, the sky, the welkin, the heaven;
and anon falleth like a crab on the face of terra,
the soil, the land, the earth.
SIR NATHANIELTruly, Master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly
varied, like a scholar at the least: but, sir, I 10
assure ye, it was a buck of the first head.
HOLOFERNESSir Nathaniel, haud credo.
DULL‘Twas not a haud credo; ’twas a pricket.
HOLOFERNESMost barbarous intimation! yet a kind of
insinuation, as it were, in via, in way, of 15
explication; facere, as it were, replication, or
rather, ostentare, to show, as it were, his
inclination, after his undressed, unpolished,
uneducated, unpruned, untrained, or rather,
unlettered, or ratherest, unconfirmed fashion, to 20
insert again my haud credo for a deer.
DULLI said the deer was not a haud credo; twas a pricket.
HOLOFERNESTwice-sod simplicity, his coctus!
O thou monster Ignorance, how deformed dost thou look!
SIR NATHANIELSir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred 25
in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it were; he
hath not drunk ink: his intellect is not
replenished; he is only an animal, only sensible in
the duller parts:
And such barren plants are set before us, that we 30
thankful should be,
Which we of taste and feeling are, for those parts that
do fructify in us more than he.
For as it would ill become me to be vain, indiscreet, or a fool,
So were there a patch set on learning, to see him in a school: 35
But omne bene, say I; being of an old father’s mind,
Many can brook the weather that love not the wind.
DULLYou two are book-men: can you tell me by your wit
What was a month old at Cain’s birth, that’s not five
weeks old as yet? 40
HOLOFERNESDictynna, goodman Dull; Dictynna, goodman Dull.
DULLWhat is Dictynna?
SIR NATHANIELA title to Phoebe, to Luna, to the moon.
HOLOFERNESThe moon was a month old when Adam was no more,
And raught not to five weeks when he came to 45
The allusion holds in the exchange.
DULL‘Tis true indeed; the collusion holds in the exchange.
HOLOFERNESGod comfort thy capacity! I say, the allusion holds
in the exchange. 50
DULLAnd I say, the pollusion holds in the exchange; for
the moon is never but a month old: and I say beside
that, ’twas a pricket that the princess killed.
HOLOFERNESSir Nathaniel, will you hear an extemporal epitaph
on the death of the deer? And, to humour the 55
ignorant, call I the deer the princess killed a pricket.
SIR NATHANIELPerge, good Master Holofernes, perge; so it shall
please you to abrogate scurrility.
HOLOFERNESI will something affect the letter, for it argues facility.
The preyful princess pierced and prick’d a pretty 60
pleasing pricket;
Some say a sore; but not a sore, till now made
sore with shooting.
The dogs did yell: put L to sore, then sorel jumps
from thicket; 65
Or pricket sore, or else sorel; the people fall a-hooting.
If sore be sore, then L to sore makes fifty sores
one sorel.
Of one sore I an hundred make by adding but one more L.
SIR NATHANIELA rare talent! 70
DULLAside If a talent be a claw, look how he claws him with a talent.
him with a talent.
HOLOFERNESThis is a gift that I have, simple, simple; a
foolish extravagant spirit, full of forms, figures,
shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions,
revolutions: these are begot in the ventricle of 75
memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and
delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. But the
gift is good in those in whom it is acute, and I am
thankful for it.
SIR NATHANIELSir, I praise the Lord for you; and so may my 80
parishioners; for their sons are well tutored by
you, and their daughters profit very greatly under
you: you are a good member of the commonwealth.
HOLOFERNESMehercle, if their sons be ingenuous, they shall
want no instruction; if their daughters be capable, 85
I will put it to them: but vir sapit qui pauca
loquitur; a soul feminine saluteth us.
JAQUENETTAGod give you good morrow, master Parson.
HOLOFERNESMaster Parson, quasi pers-on. An if one should be
pierced, which is the one? 90
COSTARDMarry, master schoolmaster, he that is likest to a hogshead.
HOLOFERNESPiercing a hogshead! a good lustre of conceit in a
tuft of earth; fire enough for a flint, pearl enough
for a swine: ’tis pretty; it is well.
JAQUENETTAGood master Parson, be so good as read me this 95
letter: it was given me by Costard, and sent me
from Don Armado: I beseech you, read it.
HOLOFERNESFauste, precor gelida quando pecus omne sub umbra
Ruminat, and so forth. Ah, good old Mantuan! I
may speak of thee as the traveller doth of Venice; 100
Venetia, Venetia,
Chi non ti vede non ti pretia.
Old Mantuan, old Mantuan! who understandeth thee
not, loves thee not. Ut, re, sol, la, mi, fa.
Under pardon, sir, what are the contents? or rather, 105
as Horace says in his–What, my soul, verses?
SIR NATHANIELAy, sir, and very learned.
HOLOFERNESLet me hear a staff, a stanze, a verse; lege, domine.
If love make me forsworn, how shall I swear to love?
Ah, never faith could hold, if not to beauty vow’d! 110
Though to myself forsworn, to thee I’ll faithful prove:
Those thoughts to me were oaks, to thee like
osiers bow’d.
Study his bias leaves and makes his book thine eyes,
Where all those pleasures live that art would 115
If knowledge be the mark, to know thee shall suffice;
Well learned is that tongue that well can thee commend,
All ignorant that soul that sees thee without wonder;
Which is to me some praise that I thy parts admire: 120
Thy eye Jove’s lightning bears, thy voice his dreadful thunder,
Which not to anger bent, is music and sweet fire.
Celestial as thou art, O, pardon, love, this wrong,
That sings heaven’s praise with such an earthly tongue.
HOLOFERNESYou find not the apostraphas, and so miss the 125
accent: let me supervise the canzonet. Here are
only numbers ratified; but, for the elegancy,
facility, and golden cadence of poesy, caret.
Ovidius Naso was the man: and why, indeed, Naso,
but for smelling out the odouriferous flowers of 130
fancy, the jerks of invention? Imitari is nothing:
so doth the hound his master, the ape his keeper,
the tired horse his rider. But, damosella virgin,
was this directed to you?
JAQUENETTAAy, sir, from one Monsieur Biron, one of the strange 135
queen’s lords.
HOLOFERNESI will overglance the superscript: ‘To the
snow-white hand of the most beauteous Lady
Rosaline.’ I will look again on the intellect of
the letter, for the nomination of the party writing 140
to the person written unto: ‘Your ladyship’s in all
desired employment, BIRON.’ Sir Nathaniel, this
Biron is one of the votaries with the king; and here
he hath framed a letter to a sequent of the stranger
queen’s, which accidentally, or by the way of 145
progression, hath miscarried. Trip and go, my
sweet; deliver this paper into the royal hand of the
king: it may concern much. Stay not thy
compliment; I forgive thy duty; adieu.
JAQUENETTAGood Costard, go with me. Sir, God save your life! 150
COSTARDHave with thee, my girl.
SIR NATHANIELSir, you have done this in the fear of God, very
religiously; and, as a certain father saith,–
HOLOFERNESSir tell me not of the father; I do fear colourable
colours. But to return to the verses: did they 155
please you, Sir Nathaniel?
SIR NATHANIELMarvellous well for the pen.
HOLOFERNESI do dine to-day at the father’s of a certain pupil
of mine; where, if, before repast, it shall please
you to gratify the table with a grace, I will, on my 160
privilege I have with the parents of the foresaid
child or pupil, undertake your ben venuto; where I
will prove those verses to be very unlearned,
neither savouring of poetry, wit, nor invention: I
beseech your society. 165
SIR NATHANIELAnd thank you too; for society, saith the text, is
the happiness of life.
HOLOFERNESAnd, certes, the text most infallibly concludes it.
Sir, I do invite you too; you shall not
say me nay: pauca verba. Away! the gentles are at 170
their game, and we will to our recreation.

Love’s Labour’s Lost, Act 4, Scene 3