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My loving Lord, Dumaine is mortefied, The grosser manner of these world's delights: He throws upon the gross world's baler slaves To love, to wealth, to pome I pine and die, With all these living in Philosophy Proceeded well, to stop all good proceeding. Sir, I pray you a word, What Lady is that same? A gallant Lady Mounsir, fare you well. Once more I'll read the Odo that I have writ. It is Berownes writing, and here is his name. A Judas. Judas Machabaeus clipped, is plain Judas. No cloven. That Mint. I and Hector's a Greyhound. He may not by the yard. Hector trembles. Our letters madame, showed much more then jest. How follows that? In reason nothing. Oh most divine Kate. By heaven the wonder in a mortal eye. Her Amber heirs for foul hath amber coted. As upright as the Cedar. As fair as day. Oh that I had my wish? I would forget her, but a Fever she Reigns in my blood, and will remembered be. Now the number is even. To look Like her are Chimnie-sweepers black. Dark needs no Candles now, for dark is light. I never knew man hold vile stuff so deer. Oh vile, then as she goes what upward lies? The street should see as she walked over head. I marry there, some flattery for this evil. Some salve for perjury. The more shame for you Judas. The head of a Bodkin. The carud-bone face on a Flask. I and in a Brooch of Led. For the latter end of his name. Though my mocks come home by me, I will now be merry. He's a God or a Painter: for he makes faces. A gift Nutmeg. Most rare Pompey. Hector will challenge him. Room for the incensed Worthies. Most resolute Pompey. You may not deny it, Pompey hath made the chal lenge. But what to me my Love? but what to me? Oh shall I say, I thank you gentle Wife? I'll serve thee true and faithfully till then. The worthy Knight of Troy. Let us confess and turn it to a jest. More Calf certain.
Plot summary
Plot — Love's Labor's Lost
The King of Navarre has proclaimed a three-year period of study during which his courtiers must live abstemiously and refrain from seeing women; no woman may even approach the court. Unfortunately the Princess of France is due to arrive on a diplomatic mission concerning a dispute over money and territory, and the King is forced to meet her; however, the evidence in support of France’s claim against Navarre has not arrived, and the issue is deferred. Costard is caught canoodling with Jaquenetta and is remitted to Don Armado’s custody. Armado is himself enamoured of Jaquenetta, and sends Costard to her with a love-letter. Biron also pays Costard to carry a similar letter to his love, Rosaline, and Costard mixes up the two letters. Armado’s causes amusement to the French ladies when they receive it; Biron’s causes embarrassment to himself when, directed by Holofernes, Jaquenetta brings it to the King just after Biron has attacked him and the other lords for falling in love. Biron argues the illegitimacy of their original vows, and they set about wooing the ladies, first with gifts, then by appearing in a masque of Russians. The ladies confound the latter by wearing masks themselves and swapping gifts so that each lord woos the wrong lady; they also refuse to dance. Don Armado and the locals offer the court a pageant of the Nine Worthies, devised by the schoolmaster: it is mocked by the lords and breaks up in confusion when Costard accuses Don Armado of fathering the pregnant Jaquenetta’s baby. News then arrives that the King of France is dead. The lords propose marriage to the ladies, who refuse: the court of France is in mourning, and the lords must wait a year; given particular conditions by their ladies, the King will spend it in a hermitage and Biron trying vainly to entertain dying men. The play ends with a song of winter and spring, the owl and the cuckoo.