ARM. Call'st thou my love, hobby-horse? MOTH. No, master; the hobby-horse is but a colt, and your love, perhaps, a hackney. But have you forgot your love? ARM. Almoft I had. MOTH. Negligent student! learn her by heart. ARM. By heart, and in heart, boy. MOTH. And out of heart, master: all those three I will prove. ARM. What wilt thou prove? MOTH. A man, if I live; and this, by, in, and without, upon the instant: By heart you love her, because your heart cannot come by her: in heart you love her, because your heart is in love with her; and out of heart you love her, being out of heart that you cannot enjoy her. ARM. I am all these three. MOTH. And three times as much more, and yet nothing at all. ARM. Fetch hither the fwain; he must carry me a letter, MOTH, A meffage well fympathised; a horse to be embaffador for an ass! ARM. Ha, ha! what sayeft thou? MOTH. Marry, fir, you must fend the afs must send the afs upon the horse, for he is very flow-gaited: But I go. ARM. The is but fhort; away. way MOTH. As fwift as lead, fir. ARM. Thy meaning, pretty ingenious? Is not lead a metal heavy, dull, and flow? MOTн. Minimè, honest master; or rather, mafter, no. ARM. I fay, lead is flow. MOTH. You are too fwift, fir, to say fo: Is that lead flow which is fir'd from a gun? He reputes me a cannon; and the bullet, that's he:I shoot thee at the fwain. MOTн. Thump then, and I flee, [Exit. ARM. A most acute juvenal; voluble and free of grace! By thy favour, fweet welkin, I must figh in thy face: Most rude melancholy, valour gives thee place. My herald is return'd. Re-enter MOTH and CoSTARD. MOTH. Ą wonder, master; here's a Coftard broken in a fhin. [begin, ARM. Some enigma, fome riddle: come,-thy l'envoy;COST. No egma, no riddle, no l'envoy; no falve in the mail, fir: O fir, plantain, a plain plantain; no l'envoy, no Penvoy, no falve, fir, but a plantain ! ARM. By virtue, thou enforceft laughter; thy filly thought, my spleen; the heaving of my lungs provokes me to ridiculous fmiling: O, pardon me, my stars! Doth the inconfiderate take falve for l'envoy, and the word, l'envoy, for a falve? MOTH. Do the wife think them other? is not l'envoy a falve? ARM. No, page: it is an epilogue or difcourfe, to make plain Some obfcure precedence that hath tofore been fain. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, Were ftill at odds, being but three, There's the moral; Now the l'envoy. MOTH. I will add the l'envoy: Say the moral again. Were still at odds, being but three: And stay'd the odds by adding four. Now will I begin your moral, and do you follow with my l'envoy. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, Were ftill at odds, being but three: ARM. Until the goose came out of door, Staying the odds by adding four. MOTH. A good l'envoy, ending in the goose; Would you defire more? COST. The boy hath fold him a bargain, a goose, that's flat: Sir, your penny-worth is good, an your goose be fat.To fell a bargain well, is as cunning as fast and loose : Let me fee a fat l'envoy; ay, that's a fat goofe. ARM. Come hither, come hither: How did this argument begin? MOTH. By faying, that a Coftard was broken in a fhin. Then call'd you for the l'envoy. COST. True, and I for a plantain; Thus came your argument in: Then the boy's fat l'envoy, the goofe that you bought; And he ended the market. ARM. But tell me; how was there a Coftard broken in a fhin? MOTH. I will tell you fenfibly. COST. Thou haft no feeling of it, Moth; I will speak that l'envoy : I, Costard, running out, that was fafely within, ARM. We will talk no more of this matter. COST. Till there be more matter in the shin. COST. O, marry me to one Frances ;-I fmell fome l'envoy, fome goose, in this. ARM. By my fweet foul, I mean, setting thee at liberty, enfreedoming thy perfon; thou wert immur'd, reftrained, captivated, bound. COST. True, true; and now you will be my purgation, and let me loose. ARM. I give thee thy liberty, fet thee from durance; and, in lieu thereof, impofe on thee nothing but this: Bear this fignificant to the country maid Jaquenetta : there is remuneration; [Giving him money.] for the best ward of mine honour, is, rewarding my dependants. Moth, follow. [Exit. MOTH. Like the fequel, I. Signior Coftard, adieu. COST. My fweet ounce of man's flesh! my incony Jew! [Exit MOTH. Now will I look to his remuneration. Remuneration! O, that's the Latin word for three farthings: three farthings remuneration.-What's the price of this inkle? a penny-No, I'll give you a remuneration: why, it carries it.— -Remuneration!why, it is a fairer name than French crown. I will never buy and fell out of this word. Enter BIRON. BIRON. O, my good knave Coftard! exceedingly well met. COST. Pray you, fir, how much carnation ribbon may a man buy for a remuneration? BIRON. What is a remuneration? COST. Marry, fir, half-penny farthing. BIRON. O, why then, three farthings worth of filk. Cost. I thank your worship: God be with you! COST. When would you have it done, fir? COST. Well, I will do it, fir: Fare you BIRON. O, thou knoweft not what it is. well. COST. I fhall know, fir, when I have done it. COST. I will come to your worship to-morrow morning, it is but this ; Hark, flave, The princess comes to hunt here in the park, And in her train there is a gentle lady; When tongues speak fweetly, then they name her name, And Rofaline they call her: ask for her; And to her white hand fee thou do commend This feal'd-up counfel. There's thy guerdon; go. [Gives him money. COST. Guerdon,-O fweet guerdon! better than remuneration; eleven-pence farthing better: Most sweet guerdon !-I will do it, fir, in print.-Guerdon-remuneration. [Exit. BIRON. O!—And I, forfooth, in love! I, that have been love's whip; A very beadle to a humorous figh; A critick; nay, a night-watch constable; Than whom no mortal fo magnificent! This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy; |