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1

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Ferdinand

3

Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
Live register'd upon our brazen tombs
And then grace us in the disgrace of death;
When, spite of cormorant devouring Time,
The endeavor of this present breath may buy
That honour which shall bate his scythe's keen edge
And make us heirs of all eternity.
Therefore, brave conquerors,—for so you are,
That war against your own affections
And the huge army of the world's desires,—
Our late edict shall strongly stand in force:
Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;
Our court shall be a little Academe,
Still and contemplative in living art.
You three, Biron, Dumain, and Longaville,
Have sworn for three years' term to live with me
My fellow-scholars, and to keep those statutes
That are recorded in this schedule here:
Your oaths are pass'd; and now subscribe your names,
That his own hand may strike his honour down
That violates the smallest branch herein:
If you are arm'd to do as sworn to do,
Subscribe to your deep oaths, and keep it too.

2

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Biron

52

Let me say no, my liege, an if you please:
I only swore to study with your grace
And stay here in your court for three years' space.

3

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Longaville

55

You swore to that, Biron, and to the rest.

4

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Biron

59

Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from common sense?

5

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Biron

74

Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain,
Which with pain purchased doth inherit pain:
As, painfully to pore upon a book
To seek the light of truth; while truth the while
Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look:
Light seeking light doth light of light beguile:
So, ere you find where light in darkness lies,
Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes.
Study me how to please the eye indeed
By fixing it upon a fairer eye,
Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed
And give him light that it was blinded by.
Study is like the heaven's glorious sun
That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks:
Small have continual plodders ever won
Save base authority from others' books
These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights
That give a name to every fixed star
Have no more profit of their shining nights
Than those that walk and wot not what they are.
Too much to know is to know nought but fame;
And every godfather can give a name.

6

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Biron

106

Well, say I am; why should proud summer boast
Before the birds have any cause to sing?
Why should I joy in any abortive birth?
At Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;
But like of each thing that in season grows.
So you, to study now it is too late,
Climb o'er the house to unlock the little gate.

7

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Ferdinand

114

Well, sit you out: go home, Biron: adieu.

8

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Biron

115

No, my good lord; I have sworn to stay with you:
And though I have for barbarism spoke more
Than for that angel knowledge you can say,
Yet confident I'll keep what I have swore
And bide the penance of each three years' day.
Give me the paper; let me read the same;
And to the strict'st decrees I'll write my name.

9

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Biron

132

A dangerous law against gentility!
[Reads]
'Item, If any man be seen to talk with a woman
within the term of three years, he shall endure such
public shame as the rest of the court can possibly devise.'
This article, my liege, yourself must break;
For well you know here comes in embassy
The French king's daughter with yourself to speak—
A maid of grace and complete majesty—
About surrender up of Aquitaine
To her decrepit, sick and bedrid father:
Therefore this article is made in vain,
Or vainly comes the admired princess hither.

10

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Ferdinand

145

What say you, lords? Why, this was quite forgot.

11

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Ferdinand

167

Ay, that there is. Our court, you know, is haunted
With a refined traveller of Spain;
A man in all the world's new fashion planted,
That hath a mint of phrases in his brain;
One whom the music of his own vain tongue
Doth ravish like enchanting harmony;
A man of complements, whom right and wrong
Have chose as umpire of their mutiny:
This child of fancy, that Armado hight,
For interim to our studies shall relate
In high-born words the worth of many a knight
From tawny Spain lost in the world's debate.
How you delight, my lords, I know not, I;
But, I protest, I love to hear him lie
And I will use him for my minstrelsy.

12

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Dull

193

Signior Arme—Arme—commends you. There's villany
abroad: this letter will tell you more.

13

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Ferdinand

217

Will you hear this letter with attention?

14

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Costard

230

Of other men's secrets, I beseech you.

15

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Dull

267

'Me, an't shall please you; I am Anthony Dull.

16

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Ferdinand

277

Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, what say
you to this?

17

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Ferdinand

280

Did you hear the proclamation?

18

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 1]

Ferdinand

292

Sir, I will pronounce your sentence: you shall fast
a week with bran and water.

19

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 2]

Moth

326

How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my saying apt? or
I apt, and my saying pretty?

20

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 2]

Moth

331

Speak you this in my praise, master?