ARKCODEX
Act I, Scene 1
1The King of Navarre’s park.
2Enter Ferdinand, King of Navarre, Biron, Longaville and Dumain.
3KingLet 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 endeavour 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.
4LongavilleI am resolved; ’tis but a three years’ fast:
The mind shall banquet, though the body pine:
Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but bankrupt quite the wits.
5DumainMy loving lord, Dumain is mortified:
The grosser manner of these world’s delights
He throws upon the gross world’s baser slaves:
To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die;
With all these living in philosophy.
6BironI can but say their protestation over;
So much, dear liege, I have already sworn,
That is, to live and study here three years.
But there are other strict observances;
As, not to see a woman in that term,
Which I hope well is not enrolled there;
And one day in a week to touch no food
And but one meal on every day beside,
The which I hope is not enrolled there;
And then, to sleep but three hours in the night,
And not be seen to wink of all the day—
When I was wont to think no harm all night
And make a dark night too of half the day—
Which I hope well is not enrolled there:
O, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep,
Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep!
7KingYour oath is pass’d to pass away from these.
8BironLet 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.
9LongavilleYou swore to that, Biron, and to the rest.
10BironBy yea and nay, sir, then I swore in jest.
What is the end of study? let me know.
11KingWhy, that to know, which else we should not know.
12BironThings hid and barr’d, you mean, from common sense?
13KingAy, that is study’s god-like recompense.
14BironCome on, then; I will swear to study so,
To know the thing I am forbid to know:
As thus—to study where I well may dine,
When I to feast expressly am forbid;
Or study where to meet some mistress fine,
When mistresses from common sense are hid;
Or, having sworn too hard a keeping oath,
Study to break it and not break my troth.
If study’s gain be thus and this be so,
Study knows that which yet it doth not know:
Swear me to this, and I will ne’er say no.
15KingThese be the stops that hinder study quite
And train our intellects to vain delight.
16BironWhy, 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.
17KingHow well he’s read, to reason against reading!
18DumainProceeded well, to stop all good proceeding!
19LongavilleHe weeds the corn and still lets grow the weeding.
20BironThe spring is near when green geese are a-breeding.
21DumainHow follows that?
22BironFit in his place and time.
23DumainIn reason nothing.
24BironSomething then in rhyme.
25KingBiron is like an envious sneaping frost
That bites the first-born infants of the spring.
26BironWell, 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.
27KingWell, sit you out: go home, Biron: adieu.
28BironNo, 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.
29KingHow well this yielding rescues thee from shame!
30BironReads. “Item, That no woman shall come within a mile of my court:” Hath this been proclaimed?
31LongavilleFour days ago.
32BironLet’s see the penalty. Reads. “On pain of losing her tongue.” Who devised this penalty?
33LongavilleMarry, that did I.
34BironSweet lord, and why?
35LongavilleTo fright them hence with that dread penalty.
36BironA 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.
37KingWhat say you, lords? why, this was quite forgot.
38BironSo study evermore is overshot:
While it doth study to have what it would
It doth forget to do the thing it should,
And when it hath the thing it hunteth most,
’Tis won as towns with fire, so won, so lost.
39KingWe must of force dispense with this decree;
She must lie here on mere necessity.
40BironNecessity will make us all forsworn
Three thousand times within this three years’ space;
For every man with his affects is born,
Not by might master’d but by special grace:
If I break faith, this word shall speak for me;
I am forsworn on “mere necessity.”
So to the laws at large I write my name: Subscribes.
And he that breaks them in the least degree
Stands in attainder of eternal shame:
Suggestions are to other as to me;
But I believe, although I seem so loath,
I am the last that will last keep his oath.
But is there no quick recreation granted?
41KingAy, 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.
42BironArmado is a most illustrious wight,
A man of fire-new words, fashion’s own knight.
43LongavilleCostard the swain and he shall be our sport;
And so to study, three years is but short.
44Enter Dull with a letter, and Costard.
45DullWhich is the duke’s own person?
46BironThis, fellow: what wouldst?
47DullI myself reprehend his own person, for I am his grace’s tharborough: but I would see his own person in flesh and blood.
48BironThis is he.
49DullSignior Arme—Arme—commends you. There’s villany abroad: this letter will tell you more.
50CostardSir, the contempts thereof are as touching me.
51KingA letter from the magnificent Armado.
52BironHow low soever the matter, I hope in God for high words.
53LongavilleA high hope for a low heaven: God grant us patience!
54BironTo hear? or forbear laughing?
55LongavilleTo hear meekly, sir, and to laugh moderately; or to forbear both.
56BironWell, sir, be it as the style shall give us cause to climb in the merriness.
57CostardThe matter is to me, sir, as concerning Jaquenetta. The manner of it is, I was taken with the manner.
58BironIn what manner?
59CostardIn manner and form following, sir; all those three: I was seen with her in the manor-house, sitting with her upon the form, and taken following her into the park; which, put together, is in manner and form following. Now, sir, for the manner—it is the manner of a man to speak to a woman: for the form—in some form.
60BironFor the following, sir?
61CostardAs it shall follow in my correction: and God defend the right!
62KingWill you hear this letter with attention?
63BironAs we would hear an oracle.
64CostardSuch is the simplicity of man to hearken after the flesh.
65King
Reads. “Great deputy, the welkin’s vicegerent and sole dominator of Navarre, my soul’s earth’s god, and body’s fostering patron.”
66CostardNot a word of Costard yet.
67King
Reads. “So it is,”—
68CostardIt may be so: but if he say it is so, he is, in telling true, but so.
69KingPeace!
70CostardBe to me and every man that dares not fight!
71KingNo words!
72CostardOf other men’s secrets, I beseech you.
73King
Reads. “So it is, besieged with sable-coloured melancholy, I did commend the black-oppressing humour to the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving air; and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to walk. The time when. About the sixth hour; when beasts most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down to that nourishment which is called supper: so much for the time when. Now for the ground which; which, I mean, I walked upon: it is ycleped thy park. Then for the place where; where, I mean, I did encounter that obscene and preposterous event, that draweth from my snow-white pen the ebon-coloured ink, which here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest: but to the place where; it standeth north-north-east and by east from the west corner of thy curious-knotted garden: there did I see that low-spirited swain, that base minnow of thy mirth,”—
74CostardMe?
75King
Reads. “that unlettered small-knowing soul,”—
76CostardMe?
77King
Reads. “that shallow vassal,”—
78CostardStill me?
79King
Reads. “which, as I remember, hight Costard,”—
80CostardO, me!
81King
Reads. “sorted and consorted, contrary to thy established proclaimed edict and continent canon, which with—O, with—but with this I passion to say wherewith—
82CostardWith a wench.
83King
Reads. “with a child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. Him I, as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me on, have sent to thee, to receive the meed of punishment, by thy sweet grace’s officer, Anthony Dull; a man of good repute, carriage, bearing, and estimation.”
84DullMe, an’t shall please you; I am Anthony Dull.
85King
Reads. “For Jaquenetta—so is the weaker vessel called which I apprehended with the aforesaid swain—I keep her as a vessel of the law’s fury; and shall, at the least of thy sweet notice, bring her to trial. Thine, in all compliments of devoted and heart-burning heat of duty.
Don Adriano de Armado.”
86BironThis is not so well as I looked for, but the best that ever I heard.
87KingAy, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, what say you to this?
88CostardSir, I confess the wench.
89KingDid you hear the proclamation?
90CostardI do confess much of the hearing it, but little of the marking of it.
91KingIt was proclaimed a year’s imprisonment, to be taken with a wench.
92CostardI was taken with none, sir: I was taken with a damsel.
93KingWell, it was proclaimed “damsel.”
94CostardThis was no damsel neither, sir; she was a virgin.
95KingIt is so varied too; for it was proclaimed “virgin.”
96CostardIf it were, I deny her virginity: I was taken with a maid.
97KingThis maid will not serve your turn, sir.
98CostardThis maid will serve my turn, sir.
99KingSir, I will pronounce your sentence: you shall fast a week with bran and water.
100CostardI had rather pray a month with mutton and porridge.
101KingAnd Don Armado shall be your keeper.
My Lord Biron, see him deliver’d o’er:
And go we, lords, to put in practise that
Which each to other hath so strongly sworn. Exeunt King, Longaville, and Dumain.
102BironI’ll lay my head to any good man’s hat,
These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn.
Sirrah, come on.
103CostardI suffer for the truth, sir; for true it is, I was taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a true girl; and therefore welcome the sour cup of prosperity! Affliction may one day smile again; and till then, sit thee down, sorrow! Exeunt.