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1

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 2]

(stage directions)

309

[Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO and MOTH]

2

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 2]

Don Adriano de Armado

376

O well-knit Samson! strong-jointed Samson! I do
excel thee in my rapier as much as thou didst me in
carrying gates. I am in love too. Who was Samson's
love, my dear Moth?

3

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 2]

Costard

457

Nay, nothing, Master 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 patience as another man; and
therefore I can be quiet.

4

Love's Labour's Lost
[I, 2]

(stage directions)

462

[Exeunt MOTH and COSTARD]

5

Love's Labour's Lost
[III, 1]

(stage directions)

764

[Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO and MOTH]

6

Love's Labour's Lost
[III, 1]

(stage directions)

832

[Re-enter MOTH with COSTARD]

7

Love's Labour's Lost
[III, 1]

Costard

876

Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth: I will speak that l'envoy:
I Costard, running out, that was safely within,
Fell over the threshold and broke my shin.

8

Love's Labour's Lost
[III, 1]

Don Adriano de Armado

888

I give thee thy liberty, set thee from durance; and,
in lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing but this:
bear this significant
[Giving a letter]
to the country maid Jaquenetta:
there is remuneration; for the best ward of mine
honour is rewarding my dependents. Moth, follow.

9

Love's Labour's Lost
[III, 1]

Costard

897

My sweet 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?'—'One 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 sell out of this word.

10

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 1]

(stage directions)

1766

[Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, MOTH, and COSTARD]

11

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 1]

(stage directions)

1768

[To MOTH]

12

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Boyet

2042

The trumpet sounds: be mask'd; the maskers come.
[The Ladies mask]
[Enter Blackamoors with music; MOTH; FERDINAND,]
BIRON, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN, in Russian habits,
and masked]

13

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Biron

2052

[Aside to MOTH] Their eyes, villain, their eyes!

14

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Biron

2057

[Aside to MOTH] Once to behold, rogue.

15

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

(stage directions)

2064

[Exit MOTH]

16

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

(stage directions)

2528

[Enter HOLOFERNES, for Judas; and MOTH, for Hercules]

17

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Holofernes

2529

Great Hercules is presented by this imp,
Whose club kill'd Cerberus, that three-headed canis;
And when he 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,—

18

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Don Adriano de Armado

2835

Holla! approach.
[Re-enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, MOTH, COSTARD,]
and others]
This side is Hiems, Winter, this Ver, the Spring;
the one maintained by the owl, the other by the
cuckoo. Ver, begin.
[THE SONG]
SPRING.
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men; for thus sings he, . Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!
When shepherds pipe on oaten straws
And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks,
When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,
And maidens bleach their summer smocks
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men; for thus sings he, . Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!
WINTER.
When icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail
And Tom bears logs into the hall
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl, . Tu-whit;
Tu-who, a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
When all aloud the wind doth blow
And coughing drowns the parson's saw
And birds sit brooding in the snow
And Marian's nose looks red and raw,
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl,
Then nightly sings the staring owl, . Tu-whit;
Tu-who, a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.