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.BEROWNE.Go, bid them prepare.COSTARD.We will turn it finely off, sir; we will take somecare.Exit COSTARDKING.Berowne, they will shame us; let them not approach.BEROWNE.We are shame-proof, my lord, and 'tis some policyTo have one show worse than the King's and his company.KING.I say they shall not come.PRINCESS OF FRANCE.Nay, my good lord, let me o'errule you now.That sport best pleases that doth least know how;Where zeal strives to content, and the contentsDies in the zeal of that which it presents.Their form confounded makes most form in mirth,When great things labouring perish in their birth.BEROWNE.A right description of our sport, my lord.Enter ARMADOARMADO.Anointed, I implore so much expense of thy royal sweetbreath as will utter a brace of words.[Converses apart with the KING, and delivers a paper]PRINCESS OF FRANCE.Doth this man serve God?BEROWNE.Why ask you?PRINCESS OF FRANCE.'A speaks not like a man of God his making.ARMADO.That is all one, my fair, sweet, honey monarch; for, Iprotest, the schoolmaster is exceeding fantastical; too toovain,too too vain; but we will put it, as they say, to fortuna delaguerra.I wish you the peace of mind, most royal couplement!Exit ARMADOKING.Here is like to be a good presence of Worthies.HepresentsHector of Troy; the swain, Pompey the Great; the parishcurate,Alexander; Arinado's page, Hercules; the pedant, JudasMaccabaeus.And if these four Worthies in their first show thrive,These four will change habits and present the other five.BEROWNE.There is five in the first show.KING.You are deceived, 'tis not so.BEROWNE.The pedant, the braggart, the hedge-priest, the fool,andthe boy:Abate throw at novum, and the whole world againCannot pick out five such, take each one in his vein.KING.The ship is under sail, and here she comes amain.Enter COSTARD, armed for POMPEYCOSTARD.I Pompey am-BEROWNE.You lie, you are not he.COSTARD.I Pompey am-BOYET.With libbard's head on knee.BEROWNE.Well said, old mocker; I must needs be friends withthee.COSTARD.I Pompey am, Pompey surnam'd the Big-DUMAIN.The Great.COSTARD.It is Great, sir.Pompey surnam'd the Great,That oft in field, with targe and shield, did make my foe tosweat;And travelling along this coast, I here am come by chance,And lay my arms before the legs of this sweet lass of France.If your ladyship would say 'Thanks, Pompey,' I had done.PRINCESS OF FRANCE.Great thanks, great Pompey.COSTARD.'Tis not so much worth; but I hope I was perfect.I made a little fault in Great.BEROWNE.My hat to a halfpenny, Pompey proves the best Worthy.Enter SIR NATHANIEL, for ALEXANDERNATHANIEL.When in the world I liv'd, I was the world'scommander;By east, west, north, and south, I spread my conqueringmight.My scutcheon plain declares that I am Alisander-BOYET.Your nose says, no, you are not; for it stands to right.BEROWNE.Your nose smells 'no' in this, most tender-smellingknight.PRINCESS OF FRANCE.The conqueror is dismay'd.Proceed, goodAlexander.NATHANIEL.When in the world I liv'd, I was the world'scommander-BOYET.Most true, 'tis right, you were so, Alisander.BEROWNE.Pompey the Great!COSTARD.Your servant, and Costard.BEROWNE.Take away the conqueror, take away Alisander.COSTARD.[To Sir Nathaniel] O, Sir, you have overthrownAlisanderthe conqueror! You will be scrap'd out of the painted clothforthis.Your lion, that holds his poleaxe sitting on aclose-stool,will be given to Ajax.He will be the ninth Worthy.Aconquerorand afeard to speak! Run away for shame, Alisander.[Sir Nathaniel retires] There, an't shall please you, afoolishmild man; an honest man, look you, and soon dash'd.He is amarvellous good neighbour, faith, and a very good bowler; butforAlisander- alas! you see how 'tis- a little o'erparted.Butthereare Worthies a-coming will speak their mind in some othersort.PRINCESS OF FRANCE.Stand aside, good Pompey.Enter HOLOFERNES, for JUDAS; and MOTH, for HERCULESHOLOFERNES.Great Hercules is presented by this imp,Whose club kill'd Cerberus, that three-headed canus;And when be was a babe, a child, a shrimp,Thus did he strangle serpents in his manus.Quoniam he seemeth in minority,Ergo I come with this apology.Keep some state in thy exit, and vanish.[MOTH retires]Judas I am-DUMAIN.A Judas!HOLOFERNES.Not Iscariot, sir.Judas I am, ycliped Maccabaeus.DUMAIN.Judas Maccabaeus clipt is plain Judas.BEROWNE.A kissing traitor.How art thou prov'd Judas?HOLOFERNES.Judas I am-DUMAIN.The more shame for you, Judas!HOLOFERNES.What mean you, sir?BOYET.To make Judas hang himself.HOLOFERNES.Begin, sir; you are my elder.BEROWNE.Well followed: Judas was hanged on an elder.HOLOFERNES.I will not be put out of countenance.BEROWNE.Because thou hast no face.HOLOFERNES.What is this?BOYET.A cittern-head.DUMAIN.The head of a bodkin.BEROWNE.A death's face in a ring.LONGAVILLE.The face of an old Roman coin, scarce seen.BOYET.The pommel of Caesar's falchion.DUMAIN.The carv'd-bone face on a flask.BEROWNE.Saint George's half-cheek in a brooch.DUMAIN.Ay, and in a brooch of lead.BEROWNE.Ay, and worn in the cap of a tooth-drawer.And now,forward; for we have put thee in countenance.HOLOFERNES.You have put me out of countenance.BEROWNE.False: we have given thee faces.HOLOFERNES.But you have outfac'd them all.BEROWNE.An thou wert a lion we would do so.BOYET.Therefore, as he is an ass, let him go.And so adieu, sweet Jude! Nay, why dost thou stay?DUMAIN.For the latter end of his name.BEROWNE.For the ass to the Jude; give it him- Jud-as, away.HOLOFERNES.This is not generous, not gentle, not humble.BOYET.A light for Monsieur Judas! It grows dark, he maystumble
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