COSTARD

Sir the Contempls thereof are as touching me. The matter is to me sir, as concerning Iaquenetta: The manner of it is, I was taken with the manner. In manner and form following sir all those three. I was seen with her in the Manner house, sitting with he upon the Form, and taken following her into the Park r which put together, is in manner and form following. Now sir for the manner, It is the manner of a man to spe ke to a woman, for the form in some form. As it shall follow in my correction, and God defend the right. Such is the sinplicitie of man to harken after the flesh Be to me, and every man that dares not fight. Of other men's secrets I beseech you. True, and I for a Plantan, thus came your argument in, Then the boys fat Lenuoy, the Goose that you bou , and he ended the market. Thou hast no feeling of it M h, I will speak thee I Costard running out, that was safely within, Fell over the threshold, and broke my shin. Till there be m matter in the shin. Oh marry me to one rancis, I smell some Lenuoy, some Goose in this. My sweet ou of men flesh, my in-co J Now will I look to his remuneration. Remuneration, Oh that's the Latin word for three fa thing Three-farthings remum ation where the prier of this I. worser. no, I'll give you a remuneration Why? re muneration: Why it is a f yr r name of I will never buy and Pray you a man buy for a remuneration? When would you have it done sir? Well, I will do it sir: Fare you well I shall know sir when I have done it. I will come to your worship to morrow morning. Guerdon, Oh sweet guerdon, better then remuneratio ̄ , a leuenpence-farthing better: most sweet guerdon. I will do it sir in prinn guerdon remuneration. Which is the greatest Lady, the highest? The thickest, and the tallest: it is so, truth is truth. And your waste Mistrs were as slender as my wit, One a these Maids girdles for your waste should be fit. Are not you the chief woman? You are the thickest here. I have a Letter from Monsieur Berowne, to one Lady Rosaline. I told you, my Lord. From my Lord to my Lady. From my Lord Berowne, a good Master of mine, To a Lady of France, that he called Rosaline. Some certain treason. Nay it makes nothing sir. Walk aside the true folk, and let the traitors stay. Oh they have lyud long on the almsbasket of words. I marvel thy M. hath not eaten thee for a word, for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus: Thou art easier swallowed then a flapdragon. And I had but one penny in the world thou shouldst have it to buy Ginger bred: Hold, there is the very Remuneration I had of thy Master, thou half penny purse of wit, thou Pidgin-egge of discretion. Oh and the heavens were so pleased, that thou wart but my Ba stard; What a joyful father wouldst thou make me? Go to, thou hast it and dungil at the fingers ends, as they say. Oh Lord sir, they would know, Your servant and Costard. Oh sir, you have overthrown Alexander the Conque rour: you will be scrapped out of the painted cloth for this. Your Lion that holds his Pole-axe sitting on a close stool, will be given to Ajax. He will be the ninth Worthy: a Con querour, and a feared to speak? Run away for shame Ali sander. There ant shall please you a foolish mild man, and honest man; look you, and soon dash . He is marvelous good neighbour faith, and a very good Bowler: but for Alexander, alas you see how 'tis a little oreparted, but there are Worthies a coming will speak their mind in some other sort. Fellow Hector, she is gone; she is two months on her way. Faith unless you play the honest Trojan, the poor wench is cast away: she's quick, the child brags in her belly already: 'tis yours. Then shall Hector be whipped for Iaquenetta that is quick by him, and hanged for Pompey that is dead by him. I will not fight with a Pole Like a Northern man; I'll slash, I'll do it by the Sword: I bepray you let me bor row my Arms again. I'll do it in my shyrt. Not a word of Costard yet. It may be so: but if he say it is so, he is in telling true: but so. Marry sir, half penny farthing. I thank your worship, God be wy you. Have with thee my girl. Of Don Adramadio, Don Adramadio. With a Wench. Come Iaquenetta, away. Well sir I hope when I do it, I shall do it on a full stomach. I am more bound to you then your fellows, for they are but lightly rewarded. Let me not be penned up sir, I will fast being lose. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of desolation that I have seen, some shall see. Nay nothing M. Moth, but what they look upon. It is not for prisoners to be too silent in their words, and therefore I will say nothing: I thank God I have as little pa tience as and other man, & therefore I can be quiet. No enigma, no riddle, no lenuoy, no salve, in thee male sir. Oh sir, Plantan, a pline Plantan: no lenuoy, no lenuoy, no Salve sir, but a Plantan. The Boy hath sold him a bargain, a Goose, that's flat. Sir, your pennyworth is good, and your Goose be fat. To fell a bargain well is as cunning as fast and loo Let me see a fat Lenuoy, that God dig-you-den all, pray you which is the head lady? By my troth most Pleasant, how both did fit it. Indeed a'must shoot nearer, or he'll near hit the clout. Then will she get the upshoot by cleaving the is in. By my soul a Swain, a most simple Clown. Lord, Lord, how the Ladies and I have put him down. Oh my troth most sweet jests, most inconie vulgar wit, When it comes so smoothly off, so obscenly as it were, so fit. Armatho ath toothen side oh a most dainty man, To see him walk before a Lady, and to bear her Fan. To see him kiss his hand, & how most sweetly a will swear: And his Page at other side, that handful of wit, Ah heavens, it is most pathetical nit. Sowla, sowla. Marry M. Schoolmaster, he that is liklest to a hogs head. True, true, and now you will be my purgation, and let me lose. Shes to hard for you at pricks, sir challenge her to bowl