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WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.

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WITH

NOTES,

BY

JOHNSON AND STEEVENS.

VOL. IV.

LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST,

MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING,

MERCHANT OF VENICE.

PHILADELPHIA:

PUBLISHED BY H. MAXWELL AND T. S. MANNING.

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PERSONS REPRESENTED.*

} lords, attending on the princess of France.

Ferdinand, king of Navarre.
Biron,
Longaville, lords, attending on the king.
Dumain,
Boyet,
Mercade,
Don Adriano de Armado, a fantastical Spaniard.
Sir Nathaniel, a curate.
Holofernes, a schoolmaster.
Dull, a constable.
Costard, a clown.
Moth, page to Armado.
A forester.

Princess of France.
Rosaline,
Maria, ladies, attending on the princess.
Katharine,
Jaquenetta, a country wench.

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Officers and others, attendants on the king and princess.

SCENE, Navarre.

* This enumeration of the persons was made by Mr. Rowe.

Johnson. ACT I.....SCENE I.

Navarre. A Park, with a Palace in it.

Enter the King, BIRON, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN.

King. Let 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 edíct 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, Birón, 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 past, and now subscribe your names; That his own hand may strike his honour down, That violates the smallest branch herein: If you are árm’d to do, as sworn to do, Subscribe to your deep oath,2 and keep it too.

Long. I am resolv’d: '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 bank’rout quite the wits.

1 I suspect that there is an error in the title of this play, which I believe, should be—“ Love's Labours Lost.M. Mason.

your deep oath,] The old copies have-oaths. Corrected by Mr. Steevens.' Malone.

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